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Fade
By : Trinity2461
Category: BtVS AU/AR > Slash - Male/Male > Angel(us)/Spike(William) > Angel(us)/Spike(William)
Views: 7112 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0Disclaimer: I do not own Buffy the Vampire Slayer (BtVS), nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story. - Chapter List
FADE
Chapter Eleven
“It’s alright Mate,” William muttered. “I can handle it.” He slid open the side door of Oz’s van. “I’ll see you all tomorrow.” William exited the vehicle and made his way to his uncle’s front door. As he went to put his key into the lock, the door was pulled open. There before him, dressed in a flannel robe and pajamas, stood his cousin, Wesley. The man and the boy stood staring at one another in shock. The silence was finally broken by the elder of the pair.
“Dad is in bed asleep.” As an afterthought he added, “He went to bed just before ten.” William took in this information and nodded before turning and climbing up the stairs which led to his room. Once there he closed the door, and leaned up against it squeezing his eyes shut. Bringing his fist to his mouth, William began to shake uncontrollably. Tears escaped from the corners of his eyes as he tried unsuccessfully to muffle the sounds of the sobs which wracked his body. I should have known better. Why should I be allowed to have a a normal night out?
Wesley, having followed William upstairs after turning off the downstairs lights and securing the house for the night, stood on the other side of the door torn as to what he should do. Deciding that his treatment of William up to that moment didn’t warrant any level of trust, Wesley sadly walked away toward his own room.
A couple of blocks away, the Harris twins entered their home a half an hour past curfew. Willow looked up at her brother with sad eyes.
“Xander,” she whimpered. He shook his head, and hugged his sister close, kissing her lovingly on her temple. Reluctantly, Xander broke the embrace stepping back from the teary redhead.
“I’ll see you in the morning alright?” He stated calmly. “You go on upstairs to bed. I’ll be O.K.” When Willow went to protest, Xander gave her a gentle shove in the direction of the staircase. She sighed and began to reluctantly climb the stairs. Glancing back at her protector, she smiled bravely. Xander stood at the bottom of the stairs until he heard the sound of his sibling’s door click as it was closed. He turned and made his way through the kitchen before opening the door and walking downstairs to his room in the basement. Xander was not at all surprised to see the shadow of his father’s large frame sitting on his bed.
He made his way over to where his father sat and stood silently before him waiting to be addressed.
“Do you have any idea what time it is boy?” His father asked. Knowing better than to answer Xander remained silent. Faster than he could prepare himself for the coming blow, his father stood and smacked him hard enough to send him crashing into his dresser. The impact of his fall sent items tumbling to the cement floor. As Xander tried to pull himself up, his father grabbed a handful of his hair and yanked him up to his feet. Tears fell from his eyes as he reached up wrapping his fingers around his father’s hand trying desperately to keep the angry man from ripping his hair from his scalp.
“Dad’” he gasped. “Please…Dad. You’re hurting me.” He knew that he sounded pathetic. He could smell the alcohol on his father’s breath as he was yanked up against him.
“I’m hurting you, am I boy?” His father asked incredulously. “I haven’t begun to hurt you.” He growled, pushing his groin against the boys buttocks suggestively. Xander whimpered. His father chuckled
finding the situation funny.
“Do you know what kind of people stay out until all hours of the night you ungrateful bastard?” Not waiting for an answer he continued. “Whores and thieves that‘s who.” He spoke low into his trembling son’s ear, relishing in the sound of the boy’s shaky breath. “Since you’re far to stupid to be a thief, that leaves only one other alternative.” As he spoke he rubbed himself off on his child’s ass harder and faster. “ Are you a whore boy?” Xander shook his head rapidly, feeling his hair pulling from his scalp as he did so.
“I don’t believe you, Slut!” His father yelled. He felt his jeans being tugged down and began to struggle desperately.
“No!…No!” But his cries and struggles only seemed to turn on his drunken father more. He was shoved face down on his dresser once more. He felt his jeans and underwear being shoved down to his calves. Using all his strength he managed to lift his self to an almost standing position, only to be shoved down again and have his head slammed on the surface of his dresser.. He felt his legs kicked apart, and his father’s member pushing at his hole.
“NO!NO!NO!NO!” He couldn’t form any other words. With one hard shove of his father‘s hips, he felt his backside split in two.. He screamed. His cries mixed inharmoniously with the sound of his father’s grunts and moans. Tears mixed with sweat, and the slapping of skin on skin served the beat to the terror which was being witnessed by the silently weeping girl, who looked down on the madness from the top of the stairs.
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