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Slow Motion	By : clandestinecassie Category: Singers/Bands/Musicians > Panic! At The Disco Views: 2102 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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brendon found himself shaking as he rode in gabe's car. the cocaine he had done earlier that morning had all but worn off and the same sobering headache was beginning to plauge him.
"you don't look so good brendon." gabe mentioned as he glanced at him.
"yeah, it's cause i'm sobering up." brendon half laughed. he ran a hand through his hair and realized he was sweating.
"i can fix that for you." gabe said with a sly grin. gabe was quite possibly one of the best drug dealers around. he had nearly anything and everything that a person could ask for. he was a good deal older then brendon himself but he was a couple years younger then pete.
"yeah, yeah let's go to your place...i-i need something...my fucking head is killing me." brendon complained. gabe laughed because he loved getting people high.
twenty minutes later the three of them arrived at gabe's place. brendon's headache had increased tenfold and ryan was only serving to grate on brendon's nerves. brendon was practically jumping to get out of gabe's car. he and ryan followed gabe into gabe's house, ryan clinging to brendon's arm.
gabe's house was by far the best one in brendon's circle of friends. gabe had the most money out of all of them, he made most of his cash by dealing drugs and other shady activities. gabe's house was a large two story apartment, white and clean. brendon didn't know how a person like gabe could show off but manage to keep his dirty dealings secret.
they entered through gabe's backdoor and came through the shiny tiled kitchen. gabe set his car keys on the silver kitchen counter and motioned for brendon and ryan to follow him to the living room. they entered the living room to find a girl seated in the red leather arm chair, she too was dressed in white, her medium length brown hair fell in waves down her front.
"hey, gabey, baby." the girl said when she saw gabe enter the room.
"hey vicky." gabe said as he smiled at the girl. the girl named vicky stood and tried her best to saunter over to gabe, she stumbled more then she sauntered but she made it over to him all the same. "you been enjoying the stuff while i was gone vicky?" gabe asked and the girl giggled and swayed but clung to gabe's arm. that was all the answer he needed.
gabe turned his attention from vicky to brendon. "go ahead and take a seat brendon, i'll get the stuff." brendon nodded and he and ryan made their way over to the red leather couch that perfectly matched the chair. vicky made her way back to the armchair where she curled up into it and smiled at brendon.
brendon looked over the room, it had been awhile since he had stopped by here. brendon never really liked gabe's living room, he thought there was far too much red. besides the furniture, the carpet was also red, but a deeper shade...almost blood red brendon thought. the walls were white with splashes of color like deep blue and red. gabe had a very interesting style.
ryan was still clinging to brendon just as vicky had been clinging to gabe.
"bren-brendon-i-i scared." ryan whined to brendon. brendon shushed ryan and patted him on the leg.
"it's okay ryan, gabe is a friend." he told him.
"ga-gabe friend?" ryan asked and brendon nodded.
gabe returned seconds later carrying a tray of needles and a pipe. he sat on the couch wedging his way between brendon and ryan. he slung an arm around brendon as he set the tray on the glass coffee table in front of them.
"take your pick urie, heroine or pot?" he asked as he pulled brendon in close to him. brendon knew with the way he was feeling that pot wouldn't be enough to take away the pains that were alling him.
"heroine man." brendon said and gabe grinned and nodded like he knew brendon would choose that all along. gabe set up the heroine for brendon while vicky requested the pipe that was pre-loaded with pot. brendon passed her the pipe and lighter and she lit up in front of them.
vicky took long hits, the smoke unfurling as she blew it out. she would take a hit then let her pretty head roll back. gabe handed brendon the loaded needle moments later and brendon injected himself while he saw ryan's dark brown eyes watching him curiously.
but brendon didn't care in that moment, he didn't care that ryan was watching him, he didn't care that a day ago he killed his old english teachers son, he didn't care about the pain from the needle in his soft flesh. all he cared about was getting that pleasure from the drugs.
all brendon wanted was that sweet numbness that came with doing drugs for a long period of time. it was a time after the intial adrenaline high was gone and all that was left was a body and mind numbing sensastion, one that brendon couldn't get enough of.
brendon laid his head back against the red couch, his eyes catching the spinning arms of the ceiling fan. gabe was talking but he wasn't quite sure to who. it was as if his world had gone in slow motion once again and everything moved at a inch-by-inch pace.
brendon thought that maybe he should be worried about ryan but he knew that gabe would at least keep him safe while he was in his drug induced state. he could hear the light high pitched laughter that belonged to vicky and brendon's mind spun as he tried to catch the joke.
he didn't really know how long he sat there and watched the fan spinning in circles. it could've been minutes or it could've been hours, it all felt the same to brendon. he sorta dazed out and his mind was sluggish as he tried to focus on nothing. somewhere he could hear voices, two or three of them..all male. he hadn't realized that he closed his eyes but he was finding it hard to open them.
brendon had a dream, well sorta like a dream but more like a waking nightmare. he was standing in the west bank of burbury park, he could see brent standing in front of him but it wasn't twenty something brent, it was fourteen year old brent. with his chubby cheeks and his orangy brown hair and he was smiling. and then ryan was there and ryan was talking and laughing and hanging upside down from the jungle gym and telling brent and brendon to remember these days.
it all changed to darkness and brendon was lying in a bed beside pete and pete was cuddled up so close to brendon that they felt almost like one person. and brendon is suddenly asking pete if he loves patrick and brendon can still feel the pain when pete said yes right before he kissed brendon.
the scene changed again, it was brendon standing in a crowded room at someone's house, he couldn't really remember whose. he could remember seeing pete holding tightly on to patrick's arm. it was one of the rare occasions when pete got sober and swore off drugs for good. he looked happy and healthy and pete was smiling so happily and brendon could feel that deep burn of jealousy.
brendon woke up from his semi-nightmare lying down on the couch. he must've have fallen over and fallen asleep or something like that. he was still high, just not as strong as he had been before. he also noticed that vicky had moved over to where he was and was cuddled up by him. he didn't know how much time had passed and he didn't know where gabe was.
as brendon sat up a sudden thought struck him, he didn't know where ryan was either! it seemed that ryan and gabe were missing and brendon felt a ball of dread fall into his stomach because he didn't know if gabe was watching ryan or getting him high.
he pulled himself off the couch and stood in the center of the room. "gabe?" he called, he waited but got no response. brendon moved across the room passed the kitchen where they had entered and back to the right towards the hallway that led to the bathroom, gabe's room, and the stairs.
"gabe?" brendon tried again and he waited to listen for an answer, again he heard nothing. he decided to try gabe's room and brendon was pretty sure by now that if they were in there then chances were good that gabe was getting ryan high. brendon went up to the oak door of gabe's room.
he listened but again heard nothing, he didn't bother knocking he just let himself in. "gabe, please tell me you're watching ry-" brendon started as he entered the room but he stopped, his jaw falling open and his blood going cold at the sight before him.
a man was sitting in a black leather chair that had been pulled up next to the left side of the large bed that took up almost all the space in gabe's room. the man brendon thought was gabe's friend alex who sometimes went by the name cougar, brendon had met alex a few times but not enough to know him well.
but seeing alex in the room wasn't what made brendon's blood run cold, no what made him freeze was that there on the bed, on top of the ruby red patterned covers was a naked ryan and on top of ryan was the naked body of travis mccoy.
brendon was frozen as his eyes and mind took in the sight before him. ryan was laying on the bed. his legs being held spread open by travis's dark thigh. brendon could see travis's naked ass, his hips pumping into ryan's body. brendon couldn't believe this...ryan was getting raped!
"what the fuck!" brendon screamed as he felt his brain explode with anger and his blood boil. gabe and travis seemed to acknowledge brendon for the first time. alex's head turning to face him, his dark brown hair flipping as he turned to stare at brendon. travis stopped fucking ryan but he didn't move, brendon thought that maybe ryan had heard his voice as he called out to him.
"ow-bren-brendon-ow-hurts!" he said and that was all brendon could take. without waiting for either of the men to say anything brendon launched himself at travis.
"get off of him you motherfucker!" brendon screamed as he leaped on to the bed and caught travis on the side, knocking him off the bed. alex stood up and now travis tried to fight back, he was all swears and thrown punches. brendon was throwing punches harder then travis could and he was landing them striking travis squarely in the jaw.
"how could you? how could you do that? he's fucking mentally challenged and you're fucking raping him!" brendon was screaming at the top of his lungs. brendon wasn't just pissed about what they were doing to ryan but he was more pissed because it was travis! it had been travis who introduced ryan to paintchips...it was travis's fault that ryan was the way he was...he couldn't let travis hurt ryan again.
brendon was too busy beating the shit out of travis that he wasn't watching his back when he should've been. alex came around suddenly and grabbed brendon up by the arm's, brendon struggled but alex was taller and had at least thirty pounds on him and he wasn't pissed off and hopped up...or maybe he was.
ryan sat still stunned on the bed unsure of what he should do. alex held brendon tight and no matter how he struggled he found his leg's off the ground and himself unable to move. brendon was completely imobilized.
travis picked himself up off the floor, his jaw bruised and his nose bleeding lightly. he wiped his nose and grinned at the struggling brendon before he looked over at the naked, scared and quivering ryan.
"don't freak brendon boy. little ryan here agreed to this." he said and brendon grew red as he saw travis lean up against the bed, his nude dark body available for all to see.
"he can't agree to this! he doesn't know what's going on!" brendon argued as he struggled harder against alex's tight grip. brendon tried to aim kicks at alex's legs but he found himself unsuccessful.
"doesn't matter, he's still fucking hot." travis said as he eyed ryan's naked body.
"get the fuck away!" brendon hollered as he tried to break free from alex's hold.
"no, i think i'll finish first." travis said as he climbed on the bed and moved towards ryan. brendon's eyes grew wide and his heart thumped wildly in his chest.
"no! ryan run! run ryan!" brendon yelled but he could tell that ryan was still shell-shocked and he couldn't move. alex adjusted his hold so that he was able to lower brendon to the floor, holding him pinned there, his one arm holding both of brendon's arms pinned against his back and his other hand covering brendon's mouth. alex had also positioned brendon so that brendon could easily see the action that was taking place on the bed.
"you should't have brought the fucking retard in the first place." alex sneered into brendon's ear, his hot breath washed over brendon's face. brendon still struggled in vain, there was no way he could let this happen to ryan. he couldn't let ryan be raped right in front of him! there was just no way!
brendon didn't know where gabe was but never had he wished for someone to walk into the room more then now. from his vantage point brendon could see ryan's face as travis leered over him. brendon tried to bite alex's hand but the way he was holding his mouth was making it impossible.
he was still struggling against alex and he was afraid that alex was liking it. brendon could see travis had moved down on ryan. he pressed their chest's together, dark on light. he used one hand to spread apart the shaking ryan's closed legs and the other he ran up ryan's neck and tipped his head up for a kiss.
ryan allowed the kiss but only because he didn't know any better. travis worked his tongue into ryan's mouth and brendon saw travis's hand trail down ryan's thin body. ryan squirmed and brendon tried to roll out of alex's grasp to save him.
he hated this, he had never felt so helpless in his entire life. he couldn't help ryan, he couldn't do anything but watch as ryan was fucked by the man who made him brain damaged. travis broke his kiss with ryan and leaned up, he was now between ryan's legs and he moved his large hands to hold ryan spread open.
"i'm gonna fuck you raw kid." travis smirked down at ryan who was glancing between travis who hung above him and brendon who was still pinned to the floor. brendon saw travis position himself and he shut his eyes tight as travis thrusted up inside of ryan.
even though brendon had shut his eyes he still couldn't block out the sounds. the sounds of travis grunting softly, the sounds of the creaking matress as it banged against the headboard.
"aww fuck, this kid is so fucking tight!" travis moaned out and brendon heard alex laugh, his hot breath washing over brendon's face. brendon wished that alex would just take mercy on him and puncture his eardrums. brendon thought those sounds were bad but he felt his heart drop as he heard ryan's quivering voice.
"hur-hurt-bren-brendon-hel-help-hurts!" ryan cried out. brendon's eyes flew open and he saw ryan's scared face staring down at him, his body lurching upward with each thrust from travis. brendon never felt more helpless in his entire life and the guilt was buring him alive.
brendon struggled harder and alex squeezed his legs on either side of brendon's hips and brendon cussed inside his head as he felt alex's hard cock pressed against his clothed ass. it made brendon sick that alex and travis were both getting off on this situation.
ryan was crying now, tears glimmering down the side of his face as travis fucked him. brendon didn't know how long travis had been fucking ryan before he came into the room but he thought it might've been awhile because he was picking up speed now, he was holding ryan's hips up as he slammed into him, all the while ryan was crying and begging for brendon's help.
travis was grunting, his fingernails digging into ryan's hips. brendon knew he wouldn't last too much longer and he could only hope that when travis was finished it wasn't alex's turn. travis's breathing grew ragged and he let out a sharp "fuck!" and he froze and came inside of ryan. he collasped on top of the still crying and shaking ryan for a moment before he pulled out revealing his flacid cock to the room.
travis laughed as he climbed down off the bed and bent down to gather his clothes that were scattered on the floor. alex still held brendon down but he was now watching travis as he dressed. travis pulled on a pair of boxers and his oversized baggy blue jeans before he threw a white t-shirt on under a back jersey. he made his way towards the door to the room and he stopped just before he reached for the handle.
"listen bitch, i got a gun on me so if you're smart, when cougar let's you go don't make a move." travis commanded and despite brendon feeling the most intense rage he had ever felt in his young life, he did not want to die by travis's hands. "if you understand tell me so." travis said just as alex lifted his hand from brendon's mouth.
"i get it you fucking bastard." brendon spit out at travis.
"good, come on cougar, let's go." travis said to alex and brendon felt alex nod before he was suddenly off of him. brendon rolled over enough to see alex walk out of the room and stand in the hall just before the door. travis was holding on to the handle of the room and he looked at the two boys. "it ain't my fault that he listened to me, it ain't my fault that he was a stupid fucker." travis said as he heard the door close and the click of what sounded like a lock being turned.
brendon didn't care in that moment that travis had locked them in gabe's room, all he cared about was getting up to ryan. he scrambled from the floor to the bed and instantly he pulled the shaking ryan into his arms.
"i'm sorry ryan...fuck i'm so fucking sorry!" he told the boy and brendon felt tears prick at the corners of his eyes and they fell cold and wet down his cheeks and on to ryan's face.
ryan had brought his arms up to rest on brendon's own shaking arms. he looked confused like he didn't know what had just happened to him, or that he didn't know why brendon was now crying or why brendon hadn't helped him when he had asked for it.
brendon smoothed ryan's hair out of his face and wiped away the tears that had collected on his cheeks. "it'll be okay now ryan. we're going home." brendon said as he looked down at the older boy.
"ho-home?" ryan asked and brendon nodded again even though he felt like he was drowning in a sea of guilt. he was being swallowed an inch at a time by the black-green salty sea water that would constantly threathen to pull him under and never let him up.
brendon let go of ryan and sat him up. he gave ryan a quick once over and was releaved to find that besides what had just happened to him he was physically fine. he climbed off the bed, assuring ryan that he wasn't going anywhere. he moved around the room picking up ryan's discarded clothes, the same clothes that he had helped ryan get into that morning.
after finding his clothes brendon helped pull them on, his boxers and jeans being the most difficult due to ryan's arse now being attacked by travis. when ryan was dressed brendon helped him off the bed, that he was now disgusted at the sight of, and the two of them moved to the door, ryan with his arm around brendon's shoulders.
brendon tried the door but he was right, travis had locked him in, probably in case he had decided to ignore travis's promise of death but brendon had no such deathwish. brendon couldn't think of a way out, he knew he sure as hell wasn't staying in that room until gabe came back from wherever the hell it was that he had gone. it was then that brendon remembered that vicky was sleeping in the living room on the couch.
he hoped that she was awake but he knew with the way she did drugs, luck was not on his side.
"vicky!" brendon yelled as he hit the door with his fist, ryan jumped but brendon continued anyway. "vicky! wake up! i need to get out of gabe's room! vicky-t come let me out!" he yelled and he waited in silence until he heard the sound of stumbling and off balance footsteps approaching the door.
"whose in there?" brendon heard vicky ask.
"it's brendon, come on vicky let me out of here!" brendon commanded and he heard her mumble something before he heard that same click and the door was pulled open. there stood vicky, less buzzed then she had been before brendon passed out but still shitfaced.
"you shouldn't be in gabey baby's room" she chided as brendon and ryan moved past her and she shut the door to gabe's now defiled room.
"yeah, whatever." brendon said as he entered the living room where he had been earlier. "where's alex and travis?" brendon asked and he noticed that ryan began shaking lightly when he mentioned their names.
"oh...they just left." vicky said as she leaned against a white wall to support herself.
"and gabe where is he?" brendon asked releaved that ryan's attackers had left.
"he had business to attend to." she told him "he won't be back for awhile." she added.
no that was no good, brendon didn't want to wait here in gabe's house for his return, but he didn't have his car and he had no cash for a cab....fuck, he knew they'd have to walk.
brendon left without saying goodbye to vicky and he made his way out of gabe's house and down the driveway till they stood on the side walk of gabe's upscale neighborhood. brendon looked down the barren streets, he didn't think it was too far a walk from gabe's house to his own. if it were just him he was sure he could make it in fifteen minutes, but he wasn't alone, he had ryan and ryan was bound to slow him down.
he didn't care though because one way or another, he had promised ryan that they were going home.
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