Take Me From This Pain, Kevin's story

Chapter 37

Eric craned his neck to spy around the corner. After his altercation with Mark and his friends, he didn’t want anyone interrupting him this time. No, he’d been waiting to get back at the little blonde for two long already. And the kid owed him this for his suspension and for Sara leaving him. Who the hell did he think he was?

Kevin was in the art room alone and the teacher wouldn’t be back until after lunch. He was working on one of his more elaborate paintings, hoping to get it finished before the end of the week because it was due on Monday. As he was mixing the oil colors on his pallet, he suddenly heard a swish behind him. He looked over his shoulder and noted to his horror that Eric Nevins stood between him and the doorway.

“What, no kiss hello?” he sneered at Kevin as he slowly advanced on him. “I’ve been waiting for you.”

“Why the fuck won’t you leave me alone?!” Kevin screeched as he dropped his pallet and the tube of paint. He backed away slowly, matching Eric’s pace.

“I can’t help it. You’re too pretty for your own good.”

“Are you seriously deranged? Scratch that! You’d have to be. Eric, you beat the shit out of me for being gay,” he pointed out quickly. “Why are you trying to do this, if you hate gay people and I’m a GUY!?”

“I have my reasons,” the taller boy grinned wolfishly. “I just can’t help it, baby.”

“Don’t CALL ME THAT!”

“I can’t help it,” Eric repeated as he stopped a few feet away. The glint in his eyes was beginning to scare Kevin even more. “I also can’t help the wet dreams you cause me every night.”

“I cause them?” Kevin gestured wildly at himself. “Well, I don’t WANT to! Just leave me alone!”

“I can’t,” Eric said calmly. Much too calmly, in fact. “I also beat off to thoughts of you … your mouth on my cock … my cock in your ass. You have such a fine little ass.”

“Eric, YOU’RE INSANE!”

Eric grinned wildly at that accusation. He’d never professed to be sane to begin with. Once he began stalking Kevin, he’d decided he would have him. He had to, or he’d never be able to stop the obsession. And once he was inside Kevin, the small boy would understand it was their only option. This had nothing to do with love. Eric needed to satisfy this craving, and he needed to do it now. Besides, he was always popular in the sack with the ladies. He knew he could make this boy come for him. Over and over. Maybe he’d even keep Kevin around for a while after. He was sure after he was through today, Kevin wouldn’t want Jason anymore anyway. And it would be so good to have an experienced partner blow him for a change. He had no doubt Kevin knew what he was doing. The boy was gay, and everyone knows gays are sluts, right? Yeah, this little refusal was just an act. Kevin wanted him now, he’d bet. He was just putting up a front so he could tell his boyfriend later that he didn’t mean for it to happen. So damned predictable. Just like a girl. Whatever. He would soon have this boy’s lips wrapped around his cock and later on, he’d make him scream his name and NOT Jason Brennan’s.

He smirked as he reached forward. It wasn’t hard to catch the kid. He’d backed him into a corner after all. And it would be just as easy to subdue him.

“No!” Kevin screamed.

Eric backhanded him in the mouth and Kevin’s head snapped back. When it lolled back around Eric was pleased to see the glazed and faraway look on Kevin’s face. It would make things easier, anyway, if he fucked him first, he decided. By the time Kevin came around, Eric’s cock would already be buried inside of him. He sat Kevin on a table and gently traced the red handprint on his jaw before he began to tug off the smaller boy’s jeans.

“What the FUCK do you think you’re doing?” a loud voice yelled and Eric found himself being torn away from the small blonde, who fell back onto the table. Eric was yanked around to face a very enraged Jason.

“What’s the problem,” he asked with a smile. “Kevin asked me to meet him here. I guess you weren’t satisfying him.

“J-jay?” Kevin weakly called out. “P-please save me.”

“Oh, I will, baby,” Jason replied, never taking his eyes off Eric. “I’ll be back in a sec. Just let me take out the trash.”

Jason slammed Eric against the wooden door and growled in satisfaction as he heard a gasp of pain.

“Don’t you EVER touch him!”

“Why not?” Eric laughed dazedly. “Isn’t that what he’s for?”

“He’s NOT a TOY!” Jason hissed. “He’s a human being. And he’s way too good for you, even if I wasn’t around.”

“Too good? One of these days, I’ll get to see for myself.”

“He’s also MINE!” Jason went on. “And I won’t let anything happen to him.”

Eric laughed maniacally again. “You really sure you can do that? I proved THREE times already that you can’t protect him. THREE times!”

“Three?”

“He didn’t tell you about the hallway, did he?” Eric laughed. “See? He does want me.”

“He HATES you! And you won’t get him!”

He narrowed his eyes at Jason in triumph. “You and your friends will never be able to keep him from me. I will have him in the end and there’s nothing you can do about it.”

“Oh no?”

Shouts in the hallway were heard as Jason slammed his fist into Eric’s gut and when the boy bent over in pain, he brought his elbow down hard on Eric’s neck. Eric fell to the floor unconscious. Jason kicked the kid and was about to follow him to the floor to punch the life out of him when he was pulled from Eric and held back. Mark Simmons glared at him before he knelt over and checked to make sure Eric was still breathing. When it was determined that he was, everyone but Jason was relieved.

“Let me GO!” Jason grunted. “This is NOT YOUR FIGHT!”

“It is NOW!” Mark shouted, nodding at the behemoth holding Jason back. He looked over Jason’s shoulder at Kevin who was just sitting up and shaking his head. “What happened?” he asked the small blonde.

“Leave him out of this!” Jason raged. “Ask ME!”

“Yeah, because you’re sane enough to explain, right?” Mark glared at him again before looking back at Kevin who was zipping up his jeans and pulling himself into a fetal position. “Kid, talk to me. No one’s here to hurt you.”

“They better not!” Jason railed as he struggled with the guy holding him.

“Easy,” the guy replied calmly, and Jason recognized the voice as Mark’s friend and their fellow basketball teammate, Mickey Rivers.

“Kevin?” Mark asked softly. “I can’t help you if you don’t talk to me.”

“W-why d-do w-want t-to?” Kevin asked in a small voice. “Y-you m-made it c-clear th-that you’re only h-helping s-so Jas-son can w-win you th-that ch-championship!”

Mark had the grace to look a little bit ashamed as he slowly approached the table where Kevin sat. Jason’s struggles renewed, though.

“Stay AWAY from him!”

“He’s fine,” Mickey assured Jason, tightening his hold.

“Tell me,” Mark asked again.

Tearfully, Kevin relayed the whole conversation he’d had with Eric before the other boy attacked him. Jason growled and hissed for release as he listened.

“Okay,” Mark nodded. “He’s definitely going to be expelled when Hanover sees this, he’s so out of here. But,” he looked over at Jason, “so are you, at least for a while.”

“No!” Kevin finally perked up. “No, Mark!”

“It’s not my call,” he shrugged at the small and frightened boy. “And you’ll miss the champ finals.”

“NO!” Kevin shrieked again.

“I agree,” Mark nodded. “As you so aptly pointed out, I really wanted to play with him to win this one.” He looked back at Jason. “We don’t see eye to eye, but we’re magic on the court.”

Jason narrowed his eyes in response.

“But, he won’t be expelled?” Kevin asked hopefully.

Mark shrugged again. “It was definitely justifiable, so I doubt it. But it’s all up to Hanover.”

“If it was one of us, though …” Ken Dennison began as he looked at Mark thoughtfully.

“Yeah,” Mark replied. “It wouldn’t look like revenge.”

“What are you talking about?” Jason demanded. “I did it! I’ll tell Hanover myself!”

“No you won’t,” Ken replied walking past him and Mickey to where Mark and Kevin stood. “This works great! I’m benched most of the time anyway, so I can take the credit!” He looked over at Jason challengingly. “My dad’s on the school board, so I won’t even get suspended. Just won’t be able to play. It’s not like I’ve been a contributing factor on the court much anyway!”

Jason glowered at him silently, his dark eyes flashing.

“But if we lie we can get in more trouble,” Kevin pointed out.

Mark looked at him sharply. “If we don’t, Jason could take a big fall,” he warned. “Eric’s mother is at every board meeting. Even if she’s not a member, they KNOW her.”

“Kevin, don’t listen to them!” Jason hissed.

“But …” the small boy murmured.

“It’s not just the championship that’s at stake here,” Ken continued. “This could go on Jason’s permanent record. Colleges see that.”

Alarm flooded Kevin’s face.

“Kev …” Jason warned.

“It’s our word against Eric’s,” Mark shrugged. “No one will believe him after Ken tells them he saw him hit you and try to undress you. That speaks for itself.”

Kevin looked at Jason helplessly. He couldn’t let this go on his record. Law school was very important to the dark-haired boy. Kevin wouldn’t be able to live with himself if that future went down the drain, even if he wasn’t directly responsible. Jason seethed as he stared at his boyfriend.

“Now, Jason wasn’t here until after Eric was on the ground,” Mark said softly. “Right?”

“Right,” Kevin whispered.