Title: Forever
Part 8
Author: SlasheR
Rating: NC-17
Warnings(in no particular order): M/M, Rape, Graphic Sex, Violence, BDSM,Angst
Characters: Matt Hardy, Christian, Gangrel, Edge, and Jeff Hardy Disclaimer: I don't own any of these wrestlers, and none of this ever happened. I'm sure that in real life, Gangrel is very nice.

Part 9

"I think I'm ready to tell you know."

"Ok, but only if you're sure..."

"Yeah...someone who cares needs to know."

Matt wrapped his arms a little tighter around Christian, turning him so they were facing, but Christian stopped him.

"It's easier...for me...if I can't see your face."

Matt nodded. "I understand."

Christian took a deep breath, burrowing more deeply into Matt's embrace.

"It was a month after we started here...Grel had helped us out a lot, and me and Edge were planning to, uhh, *thank* him later that night. Back then, both of us thought of him as some kind of God...Edge still does. So we got a nice bed all set up, and when he came back from a meeting with Vince, we, well, we *thanked* him. It was just supposed to be one night, but a little while later Grel started approaching me, asking for more. I gave it to him--I had no reason not to. That went on for a month, and then one night, you and Jeff had beat us up pretty bad, and I was in no mood for sex. Well, Gangrel was--he said that watching me fight got him so fired up, he couldn't resist. Well, I *could* resist...I thought. That night, I said no to him about ten times, and I thought he'd given up when he--he--" Christian broke down, crying tearless sobs. His eyes were dry.

"Chris, you don't have to--"

"I want to, Matt. I have to tell someone. Gangrel raped me that night. And the next night. Pretty soon, it became regular. I stopped resisting, but he'd developed a taste for punishment by then, and no matter how hard I tried, I got a beating. If we won a match, I got beaten because we didn't win soon enough. If I bought him a present, it was the wrong color, or size, or style. It's been like that ever since."

Matt was stunned. "If...if this has been going on so long, why...why were you so upset tonight? And why are you talking to me instead of Edge?"

Christian sighed. "There's one answer to both questions. Tonight, I was waiting for Gangrel, and I heard him and Edge talking...apparently, Grel's fucking Edge, and Edge is under the impression that they're dating. They're *together* Matt."

"Oh, my God, Chrissy...I'm sorry."

"I-it's not your fault." He pushed back closer to Matt, and the two lay snuggled together for quite some time. Matt thought Christian was asleep, until he heard the soft, timid voice.

"Matt?"

"Hmm?"

"Remember what you said last night?"

"About what?"

"If I told you my story, you'd tell me...tell me about you...and Jeff."

"Oh...yeah. It's pretty simple. I had figured I was gay since I was 11, and Jeff was rapidly heading down that road himself. We told our Momma, who seemed really sympathetic and understanding. She was our confiding ear, every problem we went through we talked to her. Our dad was a huge homophobe, so she was our only option. When she died, Jeff and I turned to each other. As we inched toward puberty, we started turning to each other for more than a listening ear--he was my first on-the-lips kiss, my first open-mouth kiss...my first lover, as soon as he turned 16. We've been doing the same thing ever since...nothing emotional, really, just fucking when we need it. You're not freaked out...are you?"

"No...It's sweet. And kinda romantic...you're there for each other in your times of greatest need...I wish Edge was like that. Once I hit 18, he never did a damn thing to help me out."

"Chris, you wanna stay here tonight?"

"I probably should. Grel's pissed, I cried in front of him."

"OK, let me go talk to Jeff. He shouldn't mind. Me'n'him can just sleep in my room--"

"Umm, Matt?"

"Yeah?"

"Will--will you stay with me tonight?"

Matt hugged his little friend tighter. The sheer innocence behind the request Matt had waited so long to hear made him breathless.

"As long as you need me, Chris. As long as you need me."