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Jake breathed out, “Well…. Wow man.”

“Take a deep breath Alex, you look like you are about to faint” Matt said. His shocked expression was instantly replaced with a concerned one. I exhaled a lungful and my shoulders relaxed a bit… “Thank you for telling us Alex, it’s ok,” he continued.

Rubbing my forehead, I groaned, “I had to tell you, I was trying to ignore it but I couldn't stop thinking about all of it”

Jake made a rare serious expression, "We got you man!” He leaned over and tapped my shoulder. My chest squeezed with gratitude. “Now tell us about the guy from next door…”

CHAPTER 11

SAM

Ihad another one of my nightmares last night, the third one this week. He luckily didn’t even stir in his sleep. He never did and I knew I woke up out of them crying or screaming.

Ever since he announced he is upending our lives, making a decision for both of us; without even telling me he wanted to move in the first place, the nightmares kicked up more than usual. I was not even worth informing because to him I wasless than a human. It’s been a week since that night. I didn't know what to do or how to get out of it. I knew there was nothing I could do. I will have to accept it or… Fuck No! I can’t think that way. I knew killing myself wasn't a solution, but my life was so shit to not at least contemplate ending the torment and pain. But I wouldn't let myself go out that way.

I went to work all that week, I never mentioned moving to anyone, I couldn't bring myself to do it. Every time I thought about giving in my notice I felt like I was giving up the last part of myself that made me, ME and I kept swallowing back the tears threatening to spill.

I was back home at 3pm on a Friday. Kyle wouldn’t be home for another few hours. He goes to the bar after work so I had been settling on the sofa when my phone rang. I took my phone from the couch cushion when I saw who was calling. My Baka’s poker friend Miss Jenny, the owner of ‘Snack & Brew’; we exchanged phone numbers in case there was an emergency.

My heart stopped. Then I answered the phone, “Hi Miss Jenny, is everything alright with Baka?”

“Hello Sam…” she paused, then quietly said, “I am so sorry Sam, she is gone “ she continued talking, but she sounded like she was underwater.

My Baka was gone and I never got to say goodbye, I left her house without saying it or telling her I loved her… I did’t even remember when I ended the call, I vaguely remembered hearing her say I should come tomorrow to help arrange the funeral, and that she was the one that found her.

She didn't show up two days in a row for their morning chat, on her way to the grocery store. Miss Jenny went around to check in on her and walked in; because nobody locked their door in Lantry, as everyone knew each other. Finding her in her chair, with a half finished cup of coffee and her TV on. I lost her too… She died all alone… she died alone. It echoed in my head on a loop.

I was startled when I heard the front door opening. I picked up my phone from the floor beside me, and realized I must have slid down off the sofa and onto the floor. According to my phone I have been sitting here for the past four hours. My body ached. It felt as though I hadn't moved in months. Kyle took his shoes and coat off in the hallway. I attempted to get myself together and wiped my eyes... Dry… I guess I ran out of tears the last time he struck me.

“Sam…hey Sam where are you at? AHHHH there you are. What the fuck are you doing on the floor in the dark. Get over here we need to celebrate!” He slurred.

I stood up, movements stiff, feeling like a husk and dragged myself over to him. He was so drunk that this night could go either way, with me beaten up or him passed out on the couch. I didn’t even care anymore.

“I want you to suck me off love, take your clothes off. I got a call from the principal in Santa Fe, he told me he will up the amount he will pay me.” He stumbled, while unzipping his pants.

Standing in front of him, stripped fully naked with no thoughts going through my head, just darkness. I dropped to my knees in the middle of the living room, and opened my mouth, closing my eyes.

He grabbed the back of my head and bunched my hair in his fist, grunting as he shoved his soft, disgusting dick in my mouth, and started thrusting in and out of my mouth. “That's right love, get me hard.” I reached up, grabbing his now half hard dick, sucking him until he was fully hard.

He was now painfully pulling on my hair and fucking in to my throat, until my eyes were leaking. He kept ramming the head of his cock so deep, plugging my airways and holding it there until stars danced behind my eyelids, and I felt faint. Nausea rolled in my stomach with the smell of alcohol on him. I was barely keeping the bile from coming up.

He kept that up over and over again until I was dizzy. And finally, angling my face up by tugging hard on my hair. He pulled out and came all over my face.

“Well done, go clean yourself, then go to sleep you look like shit.” He tapped my cheek with his hand, and threw himself on the couch where he would probably fall asleep.

Opening my eyes for the first time since I went to my knees, cum dripping down my face, I stood up and dragged myself to the bathroom. While showering I realized I never told him Baka is gone and decided not to tell him at all. He wouldn't even care anyways. I went to sleep that night hoping I would never wake up again.

CHAPTER 12

ALEX

Iwas at work on Friday morning. It had been four days since I talked to the guys about what’s been happening to me. I knew they were going to be dicks about it. After I spilled it all about the porn and the guy next door to them, they had been supportive at first, but now they are fucking with me every way they could.

I never wore shirts at work during spring and summer because it was hot as balls. I knew it was a safety hazard but I couldn't stand the clothes in this heat. We were at the job site demolishing the walls in one of two rooms we have left on this job. They were snickering in the corner and every once in a while mimicking that sound like that famous intro music of the porn videos. “Oh no! Whatever shall I do mister builder. You've done all this work on my house and I have no money left to pay you. Can my husband and I repay you in some other way?” Jake whined in a dramatic sultry voice, while gyrating his hips and rubbing his abs up and down. Matt laughed so hard he folded over, holding his stomach and wiping tears off his face.

“Laugh it up assholes!” I grumbled, turning back to loading the wheelbarrow with rubble.

Matt managed to calm his laughing fit somehow, still breathless he wheezed out. “Okay Jake I think we reached our, ‘fucking with our friend when he is struggling’ quota for a while now. You know we love you Alex.”