Life Again Chapter 3
Title: Life Again
Author: Redeim
Genre: Angst/AU-Past story
Rating: Kinda ventures into NC-17 for this chapter
Pairing: GDYB if you want; GDTOP in later chapters
Summary: JiYong had been happy… So what happened?
The rooms he went in had to be sound proof; that was JiYong’s new theory. He shivered as he felt the guard’s eyes watching him. He closed his eyes tightly, feeling tears fall onto his pillow. He let out a shaky breath as he buried his face in his pillow and screamed as loud as he could.
YoungBae had come to visit him again not long after the guard had begun to violate JiYong routinely.
“I want to go home.” JiYong replied quietly to his friend, not looking at him.
YoungBae remained quiet for a long while. “You have to get better first.” He replied quietly.
“I’ll get better if I go home.” JiYong told his friend desperately. How could he voice that he was being raped by the guard?
“Let’s play tonight, hmm?” The guard said suddenly one night during the shower. “I’m getting bored with regular things.”
JiYong swallowed and remained silent.
The older man pulled a strange looking object from just outside the shower. JiYong furrowed his eyebrows, he didn’t think that was supposed to get anywhere near his bottom. He moved his legs uncomfortably. “What… is that?” JiYong asked, his voice not hiding any of his fright. He felt cold suddenly.
“You haven’t seen one of these?” The man let out a sickening smirk. “It’s not surprising, you are still young. It’s a special kind of vibrator.”
JiYong shivered.
“Goes into here,” The man smirked, not pointing to JiYong’s bottom, but instead grabbing the younger boy’s shaft.
JiYong let out a surprised squeak before squirming. He knew nothing was supposed to go in there.
The man shoved the object into him and JiYong stifled a scream. He shuttered violently as the guard turned it on. “Turn it off. Take it out.” The young boy cried. His fingers moved to take it out, arms still bound, but he felt his arms get grabbed and they were raised above his head. “Stop…” He cried pathetically. His body shuttered violently and he couldn’t stop the tears.
The guard only made it worse when he began moving his hand along the boy’s shaft, JiYong felt like he was dying. The man inserted another vibrator into JiYong’s bottom violently, and the younger boy screamed.
Once again, no one had come. No one had tried to stop the guard. JiYong rolled over in his bed, still in pain. He heard the door open and heard YoungBae making small chat with the guard before going in.
“JiYong ah?” He called softly to the younger boy.
JiYong twitched, not moving, pain shooting through him with just the small gesture.
“You missed big drama at school today.” YoungBae told his friend, an awkward smile on his face. “Someone actually recognized me from GDYB. When they explained to their friends, I ended up stuck in the boy’s bathroom until our principal pulled them away two hours later. They wanted to know what happened to you though.” He tried to let out a laugh with his story, but it only remained awkward.
“I want to go home.” JiYong cried, begged, pleaded.
“I want you to come home,” was all the other boy could say, his voice sad.
“If you behave, I’ll let you out of the jacket.” The guard teased JiYong one night. The assault had moved to the bed only a couple nights ago.
JiYong growled at him, but said nothing.
The man brought himself into the young boy and JiYong squirmed, arching his back.
“Still so tight,” the man told him with a sickening smirk. “So raw though.”
JiYong tolerated the man for two hours before the man began to unbuckle the straight jacket, first removing any trace of disturbed clothing. “You’ve been good enough.” He told the young boy, tossing the straight jacket to the floor.
JiYong immediately launched his hands to the man’s neck, growling as he dug his nails into the guard’s neck. “Die!” He yelled.
The guard reached weakly to an emergency button near the bed.
JiYong moved on top of the man, digging his knees into the man’s groin and stomach.
He was pulled off by two other guards, kicking and screaming. “Let me go! I’m gonna kill him!” He yelled, struggling even after he was put back into the jacket.
Umma-sshi came rushing in and gasped at the man weakly getting off the bed. She observed the scene and pulled JiYong into a standing position, bringing him away from his violator.
JiYong looked to the floor of the office, feeling a mix of emotions as Umma-sshi stared at him.
“I know you wouldn’t do this for no reason.” She told the young boy. “So why did you attack him?”
JiYong kept his mouth shut, biting his lip.
She pulled the fragile boy into a hug, “tell me on your own time, I suppose. But for now, you’re in big trouble.” Umma-sshi warned.
JiYong worked on digging his nails into his hand and his teeth into his lower lip.
When JiYong was being put through counseling, they at first thought taking off the straight jacket would help. When the boy had started digging into his flesh, screaming about being dirty, they decided counseling session would be held with the jacket on.
“Why do you think you are ‘dirty’?” His counselor asked, checking his file.
He remained silent.
“JiYong,” The counselor started impatiently. “Please tell me.” She asked.
It had been going on two weeks that the young boy hadn’t said a word. YoungBae was the first one to get him to talk.
“I want. To go home.” JiYong begged his friend, his voice hoarse and his actions rigid.
YoungBae didn’t know how to respond anymore.