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Please
Please
I beg you God, make him stop
Make this stop
Thats what Derek was screaming internally every single darn time it happened. It was like being hunted, it felt like he couldnt do anything that wouldnt be sexualized by that monster, it felt like every molecule of his skin was being touched even after he finished using him like he was just a body. It was hell, which is ironic considering how badly he prayed every single day, just to make him stop. He wasnt sure he believed anymore, but he had to, had to believe, because if no one was coming to save him what was life even for. He couldnt think that way, it would disgrace his father's legacy, and his mom and his sisters needed him. He had to beg and beg and pray until it stopped. He hated how he couldnt do anything. At school he was popular and intimidating. But in that cabin, he just laid down and took jt, he was too scared, way too scared, to even move a single muscle. He hated it. How could he dissapoint his father like that, his father who fought until he died and told him to fight thoot and nail every chance he could. It had been happening since he was 10, 4 years of this hell. At first he thought Carl loved him, he noticed he was weird but chalked it up to maybe he was just akward, he should have known, but he had just lost his father and he was starving for love and attention.
He had to make it stop, make the phantom hands stop, make the sensations on his body stop
After a particularly violent stay at the cabin he grabbed a rock that was in a park and started to scrub himself violently, just to make it stop. He wasnt sure what he was trying to do, maybe becoming damaged enough so Carl wouldnt use his body anymore, or just to drown in a chosen pain instead of one he was helpless in, or a cry for anyone, anyone, to notice he couldnt take it anymore
He couldnt stand this life anymore
Sarah was home. He didnt know, she was supposed to have an exam, she was studying nights and working, today the stars alligned and she had a day free from work and the exam was postponed and only one professor showed up, so she was home early. She heard Derek sobbing, and heard a weird noise she didnt understand. it concerned her deeply, it was her annoying little brother she loved even if she loved teasing him at equal measures
"What the hell is going on there" Sarah yelled, trying to mask her concern
"I am fine" Derek tried to not stutter, and failed
Sarah ignored him and went to the bathroom anyways. She found Derek crying and bleeding and scrubing himself with a damn rock. She felt like a weight had just fallen into her heart, it was heartbreaking. She didnt want him to see her like that so she focused on making him stop and removing the rock
"I just want to not feel his touch ever again" Derek said in a sob
"Whose touch? Who is hurting you so fucking badly youre now like this? I might just break this motherfucker in two" Sarah yelled, she didnt mean to yell, but the thought of someone hurting anyone at all, but specially her little brother, was nauseating
"Carl. But we cant say anything, he paid for rent twice and every time he takes me to his cabin is a financial relief for mom" Derek said in between sobs, trying to not break even more
"I dont give a shit, if he is hurting you he needs to get punished and I would rather starve to fucking death than to let you be abused, youre annoying as fuck but youre my little brother"