| �Shut the fuck up nancy, might fucking catch AIDS or something � he grabbed Christian by his shoulders and roughly flipped him over, Benoit placed a knee on Christian�s back to keep him held down. Benn watched for a moment as the blood trickled out of Christian�s mouth and on to the tiled floor, spreading out away from Christian�s limp body. He grinned as he saw bruises on Christian�s lower back, he swiftly swiped the blade across Christian�s shoulders, Christian wriggled in discomfort, not daring to call out. Hunter saw this and then had a moment of apparent genius, he fished out Rob�s after-shave and tossed it to Benoit. As if reading Hunter�s mind, Benoit opened the bottle and splashed the alcohol onto the fresh wounds. Christian screamed out in pain as the alcohol stung the wound, Benoit frowned and punched him in the back and rubbed more of the alcohol into the wound �I fucking told you to keep quiet� he seethed, he kept on adding alcohol until Christian was silent. Rob closed the door and smirked at what he knew would happen inside, he quickly turned and left to find his friend Jericho. He caught up with him, Jericho was still sitting reading the magazine. �Hey Chris� he greeted, Chris snapped his head up pissed off that he was being interrupted again, he saw who it was and his features fell �Oh hey Rob� he greeted �hey, did Hunter, Benoit and Christian find you? They were all looking for you� �Huh? Oh yeah, they found me� he grinned �What was up with Christian, he looked worried� asked Jericho �Don�t worry about him, he�s gonna get what he needs� he sneered �come on, let�s go� Jericho wondered what Rob meant by the comment but thought nothing of it and jumped up and left with Rob. Christian lay on the floor with his eyes closed and in the foetal position, while Benoit prodded him with his foot to make sure he was still alive. Meanwhile Hunter found something else in the bag, he called out to Chris and showed him it. Benoit smiled thinking the same thing as Hunter. He bent down ripped Christian�s trousers and underwear off of him, Christian panicked. �Please don�t� he begged �Please� �Don�t what?� growled Benoit as he threw Christian round. �Please don�t rape me..please..I won�t tell anyone what happened. Just please. Don�t rape me� he sobbed �Who the fuck do you think we are� cried Hunter �some sort of fucking..QUEER?� he laughed at his own twisted sense of humour �We ain�t gonna fuck you� snarled Chris, he motioned to Hunter who was holding a large hairbrush. Chris lifted Christian up and laughed as Hunter shoved the handle of the brush up Christian�s ass. Christian screamed out again at the invasion. The brush tore him apart, a white hot pain sot straight up his back. Hunter laughed and went to remove the brush, only to be stopped by Chris �Leave it there� he smirked. Hunter laughed again and did as was suggested. He lifted himself up an eyed the showers, he motioned for Chris to move Christian towards them, Benoit dropped him on the cold floor and held his face as Hunter turned the showers on, trying to drown him. Benoit gripped Christian�s jaw and held it open. Hunter turned two shower heads on, one shower was freezing cold he angled the head to hit Christian�s face while he waited for the other to heat up, as soon as the water was scalding hot, Hunter quickly grabbed the shower head and turned it onto Christian�s face, careful to avoid the scaldiing water he moved the freezing shower away. The water rained down on Chritstian�s delicate face, he scrucnhed his eyes up tight and tried not to screech out at the burning of the water, his face turning a bright red as the water burnt. Benoit suddenly stood up Hunter looked at him curiously. �Turn it off� he told Hunter, Christian prayed that this would be the end. Hunter looked at Chris strangely and shrugged his shoulders and turned the shower off, smirking agin when he caught sight of the brush sticking out of Christian�s ass. Hunter turned his attentions to Benn to work out why he wanted the water off, he looked on in shock as Chris undid his flys and pulled out his cock. Chris grinned wickedly and so did Hunter asd he realised what Chris was about to do. Benoit pissed all over Christian, making sure most of it was aimed at his face, Christian spluttered and felt disgusted as it trickled down his face, it leaked into his mouth, and he coughed and gagged at the taste of it. Chris finally finished and zipped his trousers up, laughing at Christian all the time. Hunter laughed again at Christian and spat on his face, �You�re fucking disgusting Christian� he snarled, as a final thought, he stamped a heavy boot on Christian�s genitals, crushing them. Christian howled in agony, Hunter grinned again, intensely pleased with their actions �You won�t be fucking using that again will you you fucking arse bandit, will you?� Christian didn�t reply, he was into much pain to make any more noise now. His head lolled to one side and his world went dark as he heard Hunter and Chris� laughter trail off as they left him cold, beaten, invaded, degraded and alone in the deserted shower *********************************************** �Edge?� Edge looked up from the the girl at the sound of his name. �Oh hi Chris� he said wrapping his arm round the nameless redhead�s waist �What can I do for you� he asked kissing her neck. �Umm, it�s just, have you seen Christian?� asked Chris concerned �No, why?� he asked distractedly �Well, I haven�t seen him since before the show� �Oh don�t worry about him, he probably just got lucky, he�s probably worn out� he laughed He kissed the girl again �Hehe, it�s been a while for him� Ther girl giggled stupidly and kissed Edge. Chris shook his head and left them to it and went off to look for Christian. He knew that Cristian hadn�t, as Edge so quantly put it, �got lucky�, he seemed to take his relationships seriously, as far as he could tell. He�d never seen him trying to pick up any of the ring rats, or bragging about his latest conquest. Christian groggily opened his eyes, he went to move his arm up to his tired eyes, but winced in pain. He wondered where he was and why he was in so much pain. The memories of earlier came flooding back, he started sobbing, remembering the humilatrion, the pain, the hatred of Hunter and the ignorance of Benn. His body heaved through tears of humiliation and degredation, unconciously he curled his legs up, and screamed out in pain as the forgotten brush sent pain coursing through his body. He cried angrily at allowing the things to happen, he reached down to the brush and pulled it out quickly, shouting out in pain as it tore at him again. He collapsed down again, too tired to cry. The blood rushed out of him, staining the floor and his bruised skin. He couldn�t move, he couldn�t cry, he was beyond tears. Chris rushed through the near empty arena, asking any remaining crew if they had seen him. The answer was always the same, they hadn�t seen him. Chris wasn�t surprised, he was such a quiet kid, they probably wouldn�t notice if he was dead. He frowned inwardly at the thought, it seemed such a shame, Christian was so young, he had so much potential, but he wasn�t letting it shine through for some reason. Chris checked in every locker room he came across. He eventually came across locker room 45a. He opened the door quickly and looked round quickly, seeing Rob�s bag, he walked into to retrieve it �Stupid prat, forgot his bag.� He muttered to himself, Chris picked the bag up putting the things away that were scattered around it. He shoved it over his shoulder. And tutted as he saw a chair lying on the floor. He went over to pick it up �Messy sod� he swore. His head snapped as he saw blood on the wall �Oh my god� he whispered, his eyes followed the trail of blood across the floor and saw it lead to the showers. Morbid curiosity got the better of him. He put the bag down and walked into the showers. �Jesus fucking Christ� shouted Jericho at the sight before him. He rushed to Christian�s side and knelt down, not caring if his jeans got soaked in the blood and water. �Christian! You awake?� he half shouted, he shook Christian�s shoulders �Christian!� he shouted again. He looked around him and saw a bloody hairbrush, he looked at it puzzled for a moment. He quickly turned his attentions back to Christian as he heard him stir. Christian opened his eyes again, he faintly heard his name. He saw Chris Jericho kneeling next to him. Fuck. Not again. �Christian� said Jericho sounding relieved. Christian shouted out at him �Fuck off! Get away from me� he scrabbled back, not caring about the pain, he couldn�t go through that again. �Jesus Christian, what happened?� asked Chris taking his jacket off �Fuck off, leave me alone!� he screamed. Jericho persevered and covered Christian with his coat. Christian knocked it away �Don�t touch me� he seethed. Jericho was in despair �stay there� he said �I�m going to get some help�. He jumped up and ran out of the locker room, thinking to himself what a stiupid thing he had said, �Jesus Christ Chris, he�s obviously not going anywhere, what stupid thing to say� He was swearing to himself when he knocked into Edge and the red-head. �Chris! Get your own girl� he joked �Edge! Shit! Come on, quickly, you have to help. It�s Christian� he said quickly �Fuck off, I�m not leting him have Mary here� �Fucking Hell Ege, forget her, Christian needs our help!� He grabbed Edge by the arm and dragged him back to the locker room. They reached the locker room �This better be fucking good Jericho� he complained. Chris didn�t reply and headed staright to the showeer to check on Christian. Edge sighed impatiently and followed Chris. �Fucking hell� he gasped, he was instantly by Chistian�s trembling side. He turned to Chris �What happened?� he asked, Jericho shook his head �God knows, but it wasn�t good. He doesn�t want anyone to touch him.� Edge surveyed the shower stall his eyes widening when he saw all the blood. He looked down at Christian, he knelt down and held his face in his hands �Christian!� he said loudly �Christian!� he repeated when Christian didn�t react Christian trembled and tried to flich away when warm hands held his face, he didn�t have the strength, he heard his name again. �Edge?� he asked weakly �Yeah it�s me� said Edge, he looked over Christian, and quickly removed his own jacket to cover Christian as Chris moved his jacket over Christian�s body again. Edge covered Christian with his jacket carefully.. �Fuck, Jericho, we need to get him to hospital� |
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