Chapter 6 Shame and regret
Jay held Harry down for a little longer until he calmed down, before he to shut the dug up by giving him some of Jay's sleeping pills. It took a while for the drugs to take its course through the mungral Harry called Spot. "Look, man if you don't shut the fuck up and let me explain, then I'll have to tie and gag you to the char do you feel me?"
Harry nodded his head and stayed silent, still in a pissed off mood he tried to move again but Jay stopped him once more.
"He sent me a letter to." Jay said out of the blue and helped Harry up at the same time, sitting down on the musty old chair once again Harry rubbed his temples and regained movement in his body. "When did you get yours and did you open it?" He crossed his arms across his chest and eyed Spot to see if he was doing alright. Jay stretched forward and rubbed his chin "I got mine two weeks ago, but I didn't open it because that's when he broke it off with me. He told me to open it when the time was right."
Harry shifted in his seat in uncomfortable silence "Do… you still, have it?"
Jay snickered "No, I don't. I threw it out, it was too painful to read." He shrugged and swallowed a pill. Now Harry got even more pissed off then he already was, first this guy steals the one he loves, drugs his dog and now get high in front of him.
What a fucking loser.
"Anyway, I think there's something that you should see." Jay broke off half sentence because of the drugs, leaping off the chair Jay walked to his bedroom with Harry behind him every step of the way. Jay rummaged through his draws until he found what he was looking for, he shoved the tape into Harry's hands and didn't dare to look into Harry's blazing eyes. Harry turned the tape around in his hands, feeling all the smooth and rough edges, he read the back of the tape and instantly regretted it.
On the side of the tape printed in bold writing were the words SEX TAPE.
Harry's mouth turned dry like cotton; he tasted vomit at the back of his throat. He felt like someone had clenched his organs into a paste, hands trembling and sweaty, he dropped the tape and vomited on Jay's feet.
"Man, what the fuck? These were my new shoes!" Jay exclaimed and shook the vomit off his feet, picking up the tape Jay shoved it back into Harry's hands like he never wanted to see it again.
"I… I … I can't take this." Harry stammered.
Jay gently patted his hands "yes, you can. I understand if you can't handle the passion between me and Draco."
Passion?
Since when did this fucker know anything about passion?
He doesn't even know the meaning of the word.
"Jesus fucking Christ." Harry sighed, he turned on his heel and before he left, he punched Jay in the eye, making him slip in the vomit and landing on his bum. On the way-out Harry saw that Spot was still knocked out from the drugs, picking Spot up Harry kicked the door open and walked all the way home with a heavy dog, heavy heart and a tape in his bag.
Once they were home Harry called the vet and sat down on the couch, kicking off his stinky shoes he put the tape in and made himself a coffee. He really needed it for what he was about to see, before he did any of that he got the fourth letter and placed it on the table. He took a deep breath and watched what was happening on the screen, it was a little fuzzy to begin with, but what he saw next shattered his heart and soul.
In the video Draco was on his knees only wearing tight black shorts that stretched across his bubble bum, handcuffs secured tightly around his delicate wrists and a blindfold to cover his beautiful eyes.