*In the room, there are 5 muses all huddled up around a computer (Who’s? No
one know….They stole it? Maybe….Why are they here? That WHAT we and they
want to know….hehehehe……) reading something….*

<<Title: Washed Out (Part Two)
Author: Chris F.
Rating: R/NC-17
CONTENT WARNING: fairly graphic memories of rape.>>

Mr. EdMuse:  Oh No!  Another of that nut’s stories…..if part one wasn’t
enough…..
JerichoMuse:  You leave Chrissy alone, she made that campaign for YOU!
*pointing at Eddy* Why I don’t know…
Mr. EdMuse:  I already told you why, she loves me……*smiles*
JerichoMuse: Oh you’re so full of yourself…
Mr. EdMuse: And you’re so full of Hunter
JerichoMuse: *starts to blush profoundly*

<<***Hunter's POV***>>

Mr. EdMuse: Oh look its Hunter time to think…thank god, I’m having enough
with Jerktina thinking…..if you want to call it thinking…..
JeffMuse: *smirks*
JerichoMuse:  What do you shorty mean by that??
Mr. EdMuse: *looking innocently*  Me nothing…should I have meant something???

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JeffMuse: Um Hunter…
HunterMuse:  Yeah???
JeffMuse:  You HEARD a whine with the door????
HunterMuse:  Ah…um…..ah oh for crying out loud blame Chrissy for that….
Mr. EdMuse:  Oh trying to put the blame on her ain’t ya….
JerichoMuse: Eddy leave him alone.  He ain’t nothing that he ain’t  is!
ChristianMuse: *looks up at Jericho* WHAT?
JeffMuse:  Um Jericho sorry to tell you but that made no sense…
JerihoMuse: Oh just shud up!

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ChristianMuse: Oh god, HOW did she drag him and Kane into this weird story of
hers??
HunterMuse:  No one knows it’s just one of those mysterys in the world.

<<Sean looked at me with teary eyes. If I didn't know better, I'd swear he
was on something with how overly dramatic he's been since he and Kane got
back together. "But...but...I think he's really mad Hunter..."

I use all my self restraint to avoid hitting him or myself. "If that's so,
maybe what you two need is some time apart...some time alone..">>

Mr. EdMuse: *innocently* Go ahead Hunter hit yourself, or do you need some
help??
HunterMuse:  Oh you think your funny ain’t ya?
ChristianMuse:  Oh no stop with ain’t stuff, will ya guys, that like so
unreekyness…..
JeffMuse: Unreekyness???
ChristianMuse: Yes unreekyness….

<<He bit his lower lip and widened his eyes and I was totally lost in the
second-best pout ever (the best, of course, belonging to Chris.) "Hunter, I
don't want to be alone tonight. Will you stay with me in my hotel room?">>

Mr. EdMuse: *looking at Hunter*  First belongs to Jerktina here..*pointing at
Chris*
HunterMuse: Yup!
Mr. EdMuse:  Shoot me now…anyone….please….

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JeffMuse:  How many times do you have to say ok??? Jeez

<<A laugh from the other end. "Stupider than normal you mean?"

I smiled. "Be nice. Anyways, I'm gonna stay with him tonight, alright? I
promise I'll make it up to you tomorrow....">>

Mr. EdMuse:  When IS jerktina NICE???
JerichoMuse: *glares at him*

<<Chris sighed. "Oh. alright....have fun...love you."

"I love you too." We hung up. "Alright....let's go drown your sorrows or
something.">>

JeffMuse:  Poison anyone???

<<***Jericho's POV***>>

HunterMuse:  Finally its you…
JerichoMuse: What’s that suppose to mean??
Mr. EdMuse:  It means he starting to dislike you as we all do.
JerichoMuse:  Keep it up shorty….keep it up…..

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JeffMuse: Anyone who thought all that, should be tired.

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Mr. EdMuse:  I repeat gag me with a spoon!

<<A year in a school without Alex and Roger had made Chris almost forget the
way it felt to be tormented daily by taunts and shoves. That all changed when
he got to high school. If he'd thought the difference in power between
seventh and eighth graders was large, it was nothing in comparison to the
difference in freshman and sophomores. The hostility was almost officially
sanctioned now, teachers and other staff conveniently turned a blind eye
towards what was going on. And it was there Alex and Roger met up with Chris
again.

"Awww, willya look at that? Pansy's got himself a boyfriend!" The sneer
echoed across the cafeteria as Chris and his friend Ryan sat there eating
lunch. Chris sighed. He had thought maybe high school would be different,
maybe the people would get more mature, but they hadn't. They had just
changed their taunts from his size to his sexuality.>>

Mr. EdMuse:  Pansy???  I said my name was Jerktina.

<<Ryan got up, smiling apologetically at Chris. "I..uhm..I gotta study, ok?"

Chris waved him off and he ran, just as Alex and Roger came and sat down at
the table. "Did we interrupt your date?" Roger asked with mock concern.

"Don't you have anything better to do?" asked Chris, rubbing his forehead to
try and drive away the impending headache.

Alex smiled coldly. "Better than picking on you? Nope." He leaned closer.
"Besides, we don't want your kind around here.">>

Mr. EdMuse:  Oh so now your a kind……alien kind…….hahaha
JerichoMuse: *sticks out tongue at him*

<<"My kind?" Chris was confused. As far as he knew, he wasn't part of any
kind that wasn't wanted.

"Yeah, you're a little fag." Oh, that. Chris was almost starting to wonder if
they were right...he didn't really find himself looking at girls in a sexual
way...and he had caught himself a few times thinking that Ryan was awful
cute....

Roger broke him out of his thoughts by getting up. "Lunch is almost over,
let's go." Alex followed, but not before shoving Chris's chair backward. The
blonde barely had time to react before the chair tipped and the back of his
head hit the ground...>>

Mr. EdMuse: *looking at Jeff and Christian*  And we wonder how he became
stupid like he is now…. Its all those hits to the head…..

<<***>>

JerichoMuse:  What with the groups stars…..arggg it getting on my nerves…….

<<Well, at least I only woke myself up this time. Slightly rattled, I run my
fingers through my hair and brush past the scar that's still there,
underneath my hair, from the impact of the floor. It hadn't really seemed
like a big deal at the time, but now that I look back on it, I can't help but
wonder why the hell no one did anything to stop them. But then again, they
were football players who teachers loved because of their talent, and I was
the skinny kid who sat in the back of the room. Whose side did I THINK they
were gonna take?>>

Mr. EdMuse: *looking at Chris shocked* YOU think????
JerichoMuse: You are a big MEANIE!!!……

<<No use going over this again for the trillionth time. I might as well try
and get some more sleep.>>

Everyone except Jericho: THANK YOU!

<<***>>

Everyone: What does THAT stand for?????

<<"Oh look, it’s the pansy!!!" The shout rang through the rows of empty
benches and lockers. Chris froze from where he had been getting dressed after
swimming laps. He had hoped to sneak out quietly without alerting Alex or
Roger's notice, but no such luck it seemed.>>

Mr. EdMuse: Can’t they remember your name is Jerktina…not pansy……

<<His moment of hesitation cost him, as he felt himself being shoved against
a locker before he realized anyone was coming. The knob of the combination
lock pushed into his bare back. It was his own fault, he told himself. He
should have known better than to be in the room alone when he knew his
"friends" would be there. From his position holding Chris, Alex grinned
menacingly. "Did the little fairy want to stay here and check out all the
nice, strong men?">>

JeffMuse:  That SHOULD really hurt….
JerichoMuse: You’re telling ME!!!

<<"Fuck you." Chris tried to put as much confidence into his voice as
possible, but at fifteen years old, still too short and wearing nothing but a
towel, there wasn’t much.

Alex laughed, low and dark. "No, I think I have a better idea. Rog, why don’t
you get going, I can catch a ride from someone else…me and the pansy have a
few things to talk about."

Chris knew, at that moment, something very bad was going to happen. He wasn’t
just going to get his stuff stolen, he wasn’t just going to receive a black
eye…something worse was going to go on in the locker room. Alex still had him
pressed against the locker and now he leaned in close. "Today you’re gonna
learn what a real man is like." He abruptly let go of Chris’s shoulders, only
to grab him by the arms and bend him over the bench. The sudden movement
caused Chris’s towel to fall, leaving him naked and exposed. >>

HunterMuse: Yummmy!
JeffMuse: Hunter this is not the time to THINK THAT!!!
HunterMuse: Oh….*blushes*
ChristianMuse:  That is SO uncoolness……

<<From behind him, Chris heard the sound of a zipper, and all his false
bravery flew away. "Please…don’t do this Alex…"

"Shut up!" the older boy yelled. "You like taking it in the ass?" Chris
violently shook his head. "Don’t lie to me!" Chris tried to say something,
anything that could possibly stop the inevitable, but his throat was closed
with fear. There was a slight rustle of Alex taking off his pants and then…

It was probably the most excruciating pain Chris had ever experienced. Alex
was thrusting into him with no preparation, no concern for the fact Chris was
much smaller and had never done this before…all Chris could do was weakly
whimper in pain and terror as he was split open…>>

Mr. Ed:  Ok…Ok….I feel sorry for ya…….thats going over the limit……..

<<And then, fluid rushing into him, and Chris would years later realize that
he had made a supposedly straight man come, but at the time it was just one
more thing that hurt him. As he lay there and sobbed, Alex zipped up his
pants. "Let’s see how much you like it now." he said quietly but firmly, and
left.>>

HunterMuse: *looking at Chris* Poor baby…..
JerichoMuse: Thank you Creampuff…..
Everyone one except Hunter and Chris: Get a ROOM!!!!!

<<***>>

JeffMuse: How MANY are there???

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Everyone except Jericho: Do YOU have to remind us about THAT???

<<I’m going to be sick. And I am. And then there’s a voice above me, saying
"Did you have too much to drink?" Before I can answer, a cup of cold water is
pressed into my hand and I take a sip, looking up. Hunter smiles tiredly at
me. "I finally got Sean to go to sleep, and Jesse's with him...and obviously,
you decided to have some fun without me."

Oh God, he just thinks I’m hung over…I don’t have to explain why I’m
vomiting at three in the morning…I rest my head against Hunter’s legs, even
if I can’t tell him what happened, I just need to touch him, to know he’s
there…>>

Mr. EdMuse: If not he go POOF!
JeffMuse: POOF??
Mr. EdMuse: Yup…

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JerichoMuse:  Yeah I’m fine….. I always vommit at three in the morning…What
DO you think???
 

Mr. EdMuse: Thank god!  Its done…..
HunterMuse: Part 2 accomplish!
JeffMuse: Yesssss!
ChristianMuse: This totally rocks!
JerichoMuse: Um…guys..???
*all turn to him*
All except Chris: Yeah?
JerichoMuse:  We’re no totally done….theres more….later…..
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