The Little Burnt Cellphone
ONE-
"Its our one year anniversary Tuesday." TJ said, smiling as he took another bite of his sandwich.
Nathaniel and Dylan exchanged worried looks.
"TJ..." Nathaniel started, looking uneasy. "Since you brought it up, we want to talk to you Dmitri."
"Yeah." Dylan chimed in. "We're just concerned for your safety, everyday you come in with new injuries and bandages on."
TJ tensed and suddenly became very interested in the sandwich he was holding. "I don't know what you're talking about," he grumbled, tugging his shirt sleeves down lower to cover his bandaged wrists.
"TJ its no secret Dmitri beats you; he doesn't even try to cover it up. He pushes you around and puts you down every time we go out and I know he beats you when no ones around." Nathaniel said softly.
"We're sick of looking the other way, we want to help you get away from him." Dylan said putting his hand over TJ's to keep the boy from pulling away from them. "You don't have to put up with his bullshit."
TJ yanked back, green eyes panicked. "I um, need to get back to work. Lots to do, don't want Char to get mad at me." TJ said, hurriedly leaping up and tossing his half eaten sandwich away before he ran from the break room.
Nathaniel sighed. "We'll have to corner him in a place he can't run away from us."
"So how are you Dmitri?: Char asked as the man sat at the table, beers sitting between them.
"Fine, been busy with work." Dmitri said as he sipped his drink. "Hospital been busy?"
The doctor nodded, reclining back some in his chair. One leg was crossed over the other and his blood red shirt was unbuttoned slightly. A few girls had to pause when walking past to stare at the two gorgeous men.
"Its been busy yes but having Nathaniel, Dylan and TJ as my nurses help. TJ is very intelligent."
Dmitri snorted.
Char frowned but couldn't respond because at that moment Alex showed up, Dylan tucked under his arm with Nathaniel and TJ trailing behind him chatting happily.
"Got the food." Alex said setting the plastic bags down on the table.
"About time," Dmitri said with a wolfish grin as he grabbed the bag from TJ roughly.
TJ pulled up a chair by Dmitri, pulling out his own food.
The group chattered happily until Nathaniel and Dylan shared a glance and got up.
"TJ, come get a drink with us?" Dylan asked.
TJ stood up, unsuspecting.
"Get me a drink." Dmitri said, catching TJ's wrist tightly in his fist.
The boy winced. "Wat do you want?"
"You pick but it had better be good."
TJ bit his lip and lowered his eyes, unable to hold Dmitri's fierce gaze.
"Well, get going," the man growled, shoving TJ forward.
"I'll be right back," the boy stuttered, hurriedly following Nathaniel and Dylan to the bar.
While they waited for their drinks Nathaniel took up one side of TJ and Dylan to the other.
"TJ, you can't keep letting him treat you like this." Dylan said softly but sternly. "He treats you like crap."
"We can help you get away from him." Nathaniel said softly. "You can come live with me and Char."
"Or Alex and me."
"We'll keep him away from you, you can get help. Char knows a good counselor that you can talk to. We'll take care of you."
"What, no." TJ said looking between his friends wildly. "I don't want to leave Dmitri; he loves me and I love him."
"He beats you TJ, that isn't love." Dylan said gently.
"That...he doesn't mean that. I'm just too slow sometimes. You know Dmitri doesn't have a lot of patients, he wouldn't lose his patiences so much if I could just move faster or do what you wants quicker."
"That isn't love."
TJ grabbed the drink he'd got for Dmitri and turned to leave.
"TJ." Nathaniel snapped.
"Look." TJ snapped at his friends. "I get that you're worried about me but I'm fine; I love Dmitri and I"m not going to leave him. We're happy together. Now please, drop it," the boy said as he pulled away, heading back toward the table.
"Took you long enough," the man said giving TJ an annoyed look as he yanked the drink from the boy's hand.
"Can we go?" TJ whispered as he sat back down, gently tugging at Dmitri's arm.
"Shut up TJ." Dmitri growled pushing the boy away. "Let me enjoy my drink."
TJ whined resting his head on the man's shoulder. "Fuck TJ, this tastes like shit!" he snarled pushing the boy back. "You can't do anything right." The man took the drink and tossed it in the boy's face. He stood up as TJ sputtered. "Get your ass up, we're going home since you managed to ruin a perfectly good evening."
"I'm sor...-"
"I don't want to hear your shit. Move your ass to the car." Dmitri snarled, pushing the boy backwards watching with satisfaction as TJ fell back off the chair.
"Hey!" Nathaniel cried as he knelt by TJ. "Stop pushing him around."
Dmitri's eyes darkened. "He's mine, I'll do what I please," the man snarled as he grabbed TJ's wrist and yanked him up. "We're leaving."
"Bye," the boy mumbled to his friends before he disappeared into the bat's crowd.
The alcohol made him feel dirty and sticky as they walked. "Dmitri, stop, you're hurting me." TJ whimpered. "Please."
"Shut your mouth you little shit, you ruined a perfectly good evening." Dmitri growled, squeezing the boy's wrist tighter.
TJ whined but let Dmitri drag him into the parking lot, shoving him into the car as well.
They rove home in silence, TJ silently fearing what awaited him when they arrived at the apartment.
When they finally pulled up TJ pressed himself tightly to the door of the car, wishing he could unlock it and sprint to the safety of their bed.
"Go wash up!" Dmitri snarled as he unlocked the car doors.
TJ followed his boyfriend up to their home before he hurried to the bathroom, starting the shower and stripping his alcohol covered clothes off.
The hot water felt wonderful as it cascaded down TJ's body. Gently he prodded the bump on the back of his head that he'd received when he'd fallen from the chair. It was tender and hurt like hell but it would heal fairly quickly at least. Gentle as he could TJ started working his strawberry scented shampoo into his brown hair.
With a relieved sigh he stuck his head under the warm spray, letting the soap wash away. TJ was so relaxed under the warm water he didn't hear the bathroom door open.
Dmitri pulled his shirt off as he stepped into the shower, not caring when the warm water soaked through his jeans. Without warning the man gripped TJ's hair and smashed the boy's head forward into the tile shower wall.
TJ cried out as pain exploded across his temple and he collapsed to the floor of the shower. Dmitri's hand remained fisting TJ's hair and he held TJ down, even though the boy didn't struggle.
"How dare you act the way you did tonight." Dmitri snarled in TJ's ear as he let the drain plug fall closed, smirking as the shower water slowly began to collect and rise.
"Dmitri..." TJ gasped, spitting water out as it began to collect around the boy's mouth and nose. "Dmitri please."
"You need to learn your place, you don't do anything without my permission. You don't ask things, I own you; this" Dmitri snarled gripping TJ's hair and giving him a little shake before he grabbed the boy's cock. "And this belong to me. You are mine. If I don't want you to breath then you don't fucking breath," the man growled smirking as TJ started to thrash as the water covered his ways of drawing in air.
"Thats right, struggle. Its so hot when you struggle against my authority, it makes punishing you so much more fun." Dmitri purred watching as TJ slowly stilled and his wide eyes began to dull. With a tug Dmitri lifted TJ's head and the boy pulled in a straggling breath.
"Are you sorry?"
"Ye...- Yes!" TJ cried coughing up water. "I'm sorry, please. I'll be good from now on. I'm sorry!" Dmitri chuckled darkly. "Thats a good little slut now lift that ass and please your master and maybe I'll let you breath again."
TJ gasped as he was shoved into the water again at the same second as Dmitri shoved into his unprepared entrance.
The man smirked viciously as he didn't wait for TJ to adjust and just started to thrust. Blood soon lubricated his movements and dripped down into the still rising water. TJ had stilled and with a sigh Dmitri pulled the plug and let the water slowly drain away.
"Breath," the man said, smacking TJ on the back.
The boy coughed, water trickling from between his lips before he drew in a shuddering breath, his throat burning.
Dmitri smirked as he continued to fuck the boy coming in a few short thrusts.
TJ whimpered as the man came and then pulled out.
"Clean up and come to bed." Dmitri ordered as he stood up and left.
For a while TJ just lay there, slowly catching his breath and trying to force the pain from his mind. Finally when he felt able to move he got to his knees, ignoring the pain and biting his lip to keep from screaming TJ finished washing up before he limped to bed.
Slowly he crawled onto the soft sheets, curling up and closing his eyes.
"What do you think you're doing?"
TJ tensed up.
"Did you think I'd let you sleep on the bed without earning it first?" Dmitri purred.
The boy whimpered and spent a good portion of the rest of the night pleasuring Dmitri and screaming.