Misfit

"Hey Drew....ow are you feeling?"
Mike looked up with wide worried blue eyes.

"A bit.. weird actually... I was hoping you could tell me. Did something happen last night?" HE didn't want to worry his boyfriend with how much pain he was in.

Mike was surprised that he didn't remember but it would save him the mental and emotional pain Mike knew he would go through.
"Nope, not a thing."

"Weird..." Drew murmured. "I'm going to get a shower." He sighed.

Mike nodded and let out a sigh of relief before laying on the couch, he had gotten so sleep that night.

Drew kept up the strong act until he got to the bathroom. There he cringed in pain as he held himself up over the sink.
Something hurt. Bad. And he was about to find out." He turned on the water and let it relax him somewhat.
He began searching for the source of the pain and finally found it.
His hole.
He'd been fingered before but it was still very uncomfortable for him to search inside himelf. Especially when it hurt so bad.

Mike fidgeted in his sleep. Something was bothering him, he felt something was wrong.

Now, Drew was no doctor but he could swear that there was a tear down there... but he was a virgin...
As his own finger nudged his spot a short little burst of memory came flooding into his mind.
Someone hovering over him, laughing. Thick thighs pinning him onto the pavement. But he saw no more.
He gasped, leaning back against the shower wall. No... even drunk, he wasnt that weak... was he?
He quickly washed up and walked back to Mike.

Mike had started cooking, he was working on the bacon when Drew entered the kitchen.

"Mike, please. No lies. What happened to me last night...?" Drew asked softly.

Mike cursed and looked at his boyfriend.
"We were at the club...you got drunk...some guy took advantage of that and....he raped you."

"O-oh... okay." Drew tried to act okay with this information. He reached out a shaky hand to grip onto the counter, praying that his suddenly wobbly knees wouldn't give out on him.

Mike hugged Drew from behind.
"Im sorry, I tried to help..."

"I'm fine... I've had worse." Those words were how Drew handled everything that hurt him.
Even as a child when he broke his leg. The doctor's were shocked, he didn't shed a single tear.
Hell he'd almost been shot once.
But this time it was a lie. He was not fine.

"Drew...your not fine...You not and you dont have to do this, be strong..." Mike held on tighter. "Im here for you..."

"I'm FINE." Drew repeated with more emphasis. "I'm going to the hospital." He sighed, grabbing his jacket.

Mike grabbed the keys, Drew was not going alone. He might not want to let Mike in then whatever, show how much he trusts him....But still, Mike wouldn't leave him alone.

"Mike..." Drew sighed and his expression softened. "Please let me go alone..."

"No, that's final and don't fight with me Drew it wont, now help now get your as in the car."
He was worried and upset, he was not going to have any lip from Drew about

Drew rolled his eyes but got in the car. He just wanted the alone time so he could let out the tears.

Mike looked over at him.
"I don't see why you cant feel safe around me like I do with you."
He cried in front of Drew but apparently what was a mistake.

"Mike... I don't cry often. I hate feeling weak. It's not just you." Drew sighed.

"No, but before you I wouldn't let many people see me cry. That dont mean I didn't do it, just no one saw but I trusted you to see, I felt safe and comfortable.

Drew sighed and let a few tears fall.
"Oh boo hoo, he raped me, wah, he took my virginity. It fucking hurts. Happy?" Drew cried as he wiped them away.

Mike clenched his jaw.
"Fine then, be like that Drew I dont fucking care."
He lied, he did care.....