Leave Me Lying Here

Title: Leave Me Lying Here (2/?) 08/23/03

Author: Lydia NightShade

Pairing: Jack/Will; Anamaria/Elizabeth (More implied than graphic portrayal)

Rating: NC-17

Warnings: Okay, in this part Will gets taken advantage of by Coach Avery. It technically could be construed as rape but it’s not graphic or violent so I think most people should be able to handle it, but if you don’t like it I will post a little note at the beginning of the section that has it so you can just skip right over it m’kay?

Disclaimer: HA! I own nothing! I’m a pathetic college student that can’t seem to stop writing gay porn! LoL! It’s a sickness really….or an obsession….hmmmm. The title is a line from the Veruca Salt song Volcano Girls. I don’t own that either I just think it goes well with the fic and I love Veruca Salt!

Beta: Mistaya, thanks for all the encouragement on the date rape scene hun!

Feedback: Squeeeee!!

Summary: Will has a date and the excrement hits the oscillating unite!

Author’s Notes: Okay lads and lasses! If you hated Avery before just wait until you see him now! For those of you that had an icky foreshadowing feeling about him… pat yourself on the back matey! And I would just like to extend my thanks to all the awesome people that reviewed and/or gave me some constructive advice! You guys are so great, I was really worried that an AU wouldn't be welcievcieved... y'all proved me wrong, thanks!

Author’s Notes 2: *~*~*~* denotes scene change or passage of time and “speech” ‘thoughts’. Okay here we go!

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It was Saturday morning when Will’s private line rang, waking him up. He moaned and reached for the offending object. He pulled the cordless under the covers with him and spoke into the receiver.

“What?” he groaned, sounding extremely tired and annoyed.

“Will? It’s Coach Avery,” a male voice chuckled into the phone. Will immediately shot up and was wide-awake.

“C-coach? Hi! Um… what’s up?” he asked clumsily, not knowing what to say at the unexpected caller. Again a chuckle met his ear and he blushed. ‘I must sound like such an idiot,’ he thought embarrassed. “How did you get this number?” he asked curiously, scratching his head as he yawned slightly.

“Oh, I have ways of contacting my favorite students,” he purred. Will blushed and had to bite his pillow to keep from squealing into phonphone. He couldn’t believe his coach was calling him. “Would you like to do something today?” Avery asked coyly, enjoying the muffled squeak he heard on the other end of the phone.

“S-sure, what do you want to do?” Will asked joyfully. ‘Oh, I sound so twee!’ he scolded himself, but he couldn’t help it!

“I don’t know… I was thinking maybe going to a movie and then taking your cute little ass out to dinner… sound good?” he questioned smoothly, already knowing the answer.

“Okay! That sounds awesome! I mean… I’d love to,” Will sputtered sloppily, smacking himself on the forehead for being so stupid. “Where should I meet you?”

“Can you meet me in front of the school at one?”

“Yeah! I’ll be in the limo; dad doesn’t let us walk anywhere-- says it’s too dangerous… but we can go in your car after,” he hurried over his explanation, not wanting to sound too spoiled.

“No problem Will,” Avery laughed again. “I’ll see you then.” And with that he hung up. Will hung up and sat quietly for a moment before a smile broke out on his face and sprung out of bed.

“Lizzie!!” he shouted as he took off toward her room.

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Will sat in the limo outside his high school. He was fidgeting horribly. It had taken him forever to decide what to wear. Elizabeth had almost given up on him and told him to just go naked. Will had only tried on everything he owned about twice. They had gotten into a small argument about it too because she didn’t think Will should be seeing Avery in the first place. He had finally settled on a pair of form-hugging black jeans and a snug, blue, long sleeved t-shirt.

Finally he saw Avery’s car pull up and he felt his heart start to pound. Why was he so nervous? He knew the man liked him. He swallowed hard and slowly got out of the car.

“I’ll catch a ride home, Frank,” he told the driver as he slammed the door and made his way over to the Lincoln town car. “Hi,” he waved nervously as he moved to the driver’s side window.

“Well, hello beautiful!” Avery beamed, eyeing Will up and down. He noticed Will’s slight blush any smy smile and smirked to himself. “Are you ready?” Will nodded anxiously. “Well, then hop on in,” he smiled, patting the passenger side seat. Will did as he was told, feeling his pulse quicken tenfold as he got into the car. Avery leaned over and kissed him tenderly before pulling back and running his thumb over Will’s bottom lip. “Perfect,” he whispered. Will blushed again and tucked his hair behind his ear.

“So what movie are we going to see?” he asked quietly.

“I was thinking we could go see that Two Towers movie. I hear it got great reviews,” he answered nonchalantly. Will’s eyes lit up and he started smiling.

“I’ve wanted to see that for /so/ long but no one wanted to go with me!”

“Well, I do,” Avery announced jokingly as he ran his hand down the side of Will’s face. “It starts in twenty minutes so we better get going.” He patted Will’s knee and they were on their way.

All throughout the movie Avery had been doing things to Will. He ran his hand up the boy’s thigh and worked him through his jeans. He had played with Will’s silky curls or stuck his tongue in his ear. He had also kissed Will’s neck and tried to kiss him at one point, but Will wanted to watch the battle scene of Helm’s Deep. He liked Legolas.

At the restaurant it was the same thing. He played footsies with Will the entire time, or he removed his shoe and tried to make Will moan loud enough to attract attention. Will didn’t really mind. He liked the attention and he /did/ have a huge crush on the older man. Plus, what Avery did felt good… even if it did force him to almost eat his cloth napkin to keep from screaming. He liked the food too, although, Avery had to order for him because it was all in French.

They were driving home and Will was feeling rather tired and a little tipsy. Avery had let him have two big glasses of champagne and he wasn’t used to drinking at all (1). He rested his head against the window and dowsed in and out. He felt Avery’s hand on his thigh, but he paid it no mind… after the evening they’d had. When the car stopped he looked up, expecting to see his own house, but instead he saw one he didn’t recognize.

“Where are we? I thought you were taking me home?” he asked tiredly and slightly perplexed. Avery smiled and ran his thumb over Will’s cheekbone.

“Aww, my little sweepy head. This is my house. I wanted you to see it… is that okay?” he asked, sounding genuinely hurt that Will might not want to see it. Will shook his head and sighed.

“Okay, but just for a little… I’m really tired… and I think that champagne did something to me,” he said innocently, shaking his head and yawning. Avery smirked and stepped out of the car, moving over to Will’s side to let him out. He wrapped an arm around Will’s waist and held him close to his side as he led him into the luxury apartments.

“Wow, this is a really nice place. How can you afford all this on a Coach’s salary?” he asked bluntly, the alcohol affecting his manners. Avery laughed and went over to the kitchen.

“Actually, I just moved in not too long ago,” he confessed, pouring two glasses of wine. He came back to the living room and handed Will the glass that was, curiously enough, filled more than his own before wrapping his arm around the slim waist once again.

“Oh, no, I don’t want any more alcohol,” Will whined and tried to give it back. Avery pushed the glass back into Will’s hand though.

“Just try it. It’s my favorite… for my favoritudetudent,” he cooed, nuzzling Will’s neck. Will leaned into the touch and sighed.

“K,” he murmured, taking a sip. It really was good. “Mmmm,” he squealed in delight at the unexpected taste. He started drinking it in gulps, not realizing the effect it would have on his inexperienced system.

“And this is the bedroom,” Avery mused huskily as he guided Will towards the mattress. Will looked around absentmindedly.

“This is pretty. Are those silk sheets?” he asked, amazed.

“Why don’t you feel them?” Avery suggested, taking the now empty wineglass away. Will shrugged and leaned over so he could feel the dark, smooth material.

“Cool… they’re really soft,” he giggled, feeling the effect of the liquor. Avery pushed him down onto the mattress and sat next to him. “I really gotta get home,” he reminded the older man as he noticed the clock. “Lizzie’s gonna be worried, and I’ve got curfew. Can we go now ple…” his words were cut off as Avery started to kiss him passionately. Will moaned and returned the kiss tiredly, but he really wanted to go home. He felt his coach push him back down onto the mattress and pin him with his body weight. Will broke out of the kiss and looked up concernedly.

“I really have to get home, can you take me home now?” he asked, starting to get a little nervous. He tried to move out from under the older man but he couldn’t. Avery stroked his face and ground their hips together, causing Will to gasp at the friction as his own hormones turned against him.

“Don’t leave yet, baby. You’re so hot I can’t help myself, don’t you feel what you do to me?” he purred as he pressed himself against Will’s thigh. He started kissing Will again before he could protest more. He ran his hands down the young body and slid them under Will’s t-shirt. Will panicked and broke the kiss, starting to struggle again.

“I wanna go home,” he insisted, feeling scared. Avery frowned down at him and ran his hands through Will’s hair in a calming motion.

“Don’t be afraid Will. I’ll make you feel good just like I did before, remember? Don’t you want to be my favorite? Just let it happen baby,” he cooed as he inched Will’s shirt over his head. Will felt awkward and nervous. He liked Avery a lot… but this was going so fast…

“C-can’t we do this another time? It’s so fast… I-I’m not ready,” he whimpered, feeling like he was standing at the top of the high dive above an empty pool.

“Oh, you’re ready baby, trust me,” he whispered huskily as he started kissing Will again. Will wanted to protest more but he didn’t have an opportunity--- it /did/ feel good… physically. Before he knew what was happening, Avery was naked on top of him. The older man kissed down his chest and sucked on his nipples. Will was moaning and arching off the bed. He felt his coach undo his jeans and pull them down. When Avery went for his boxers Will grabbed the man’s hands. He blushed and shook his head.

“No. I-I don’t think…” he stuttered but was cut off by another kiss.

“It’s okay baby, I’ve seen it before, remember?” he calmed as he worked Will through his boxers. Will mewled and couldn’t help but thrust into the hand. Before he knew it his boxers were gone and Avery was worshiping his erection with his mouth again. Will moaned and dug his fingers into the sheets. He burst in the older man’s mouth again but this time it didn’t feel right. He panted and tried to get up from the mattress but he felt strong hands grab his shoulders.

“Where you going baby? We’re not done yet.” Will looked at him, perplexed before realization hit him and he felt a sinking feeling in his stomach. He shook his head in disbelief but Avery just pushed him back to the mattress.

“N-no. I don’t want to, can’t you just take me hom…” he was cut off again as Avery kissed him. He felt fingers at his entrance, already coated in lube he never saw. He groaned as he felt one enter him. It was uncomfortable and he wanted to protest but Avery kept kissing him, even when he moved his head to try and get away, a second finger and then a third. They hurt and he didn’t feel right about this.

“Just relax baby, let me make you feel good,” he purred into Will’s mouth as he slicked up his erection. Avery positioned himself at Will’s entrance and started to push in. Will immediately tensed up and started groaning in pain into Avery’s mouth, but the man ignored him and continued to push in. The groaning turned to screaming as he made his way. When he was buried in all the way he waited only a few seconds before he started to move in and out. Will started crying… it hurt.

“It h-hurts,” he whimpered, digging his nails into the man’s shoulders and panting. Avery kissed him and slowed his pace slightly.

“It’s okay baby, it’s supposed to hurt. You’re doing wonderfully,” he moaned as he kissed the innocent lips beneath him. After a while it stopped hurting as much, but it never felt good for Will. Avery grunted above him and finally completed, filling the condom and collapsing on top of the frightened young man. He pulled out and disposed of the condom. He came back to the mattress and inserted his fingers inside Will again. The boy mewled in pain but he held him in place.

“There. You aren’t even torn,” he cooed, kissing Will’s forehead and pulling him into his arms. “Now you need to take a shower and I want you to scrub really well… actually I’ll join you,” he stated as an after thought, pulling Will from the mattress and into the bathroom. It was a relatively quick shower and then he dried Will off and brought him back to the bedroom.

“Get dressed, I’m taking you home,” he said flatly as he moved to the bureau to get some clothes of his own. Will dressed hurriedly, wishing he had more layers to put on. “Now Will, you know you can’t tell anyone, right? I’ll lose my job andryonryone will only blame you for this anyway,” he warned. Will looked at him with shock.

“W-what did I do?” he asked incredulously.

“Look at yourself! I couldn’t resist, you dressed like that just to entice me!” Avery accused. Will started to tear up again and his voice trembled.

“I-I-I just wanted to look nice for our date,” he confessed sadly, feeling hurt that his crush thought he looked cheap.

“Oh, please! Look how form-fitting that outfit is--you wanted this!” he snapped. He sighed as Will started to cry and pulled the young man into an embrace. “I’m sorry baby. I don’t want to fight.” He kissed the top of Will’s head and took him by the hand. “Come on, I’ll take you home.”

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When they pulled up in front of the Swann mansion almost all the lights were out except for a few in the servants quarters. Will noticed the security guards driving around the property and he felt relieved. At least he knew he was safe at home. He felt Avery’s hand on his thigh again and he flinched away.

“Now, don’t be like that Will. It’s okay what happened tonight… I love you. Don’t you love me?” he asked in mock hurt. Will didn’t make eye contact or answer the question. He didn’t want to disappoint his coach… he did still like the man… didn’t he? He shrugged and undid his seat belt and moved to get out of the car. Avery grabbed his arm and pulled him in for another kiss before he smiled and let Will leave the car. “Remember, not a word, all right?” he asked, even though it wasn’t really a question. Will just nodded silently and hobbled to the gate. He was pretty sore.

He paused outside the front door. He was out way past curfew. Normally he’d hope luck was with him but after tonight’s events he wasn’t very optimistic. He sighed and opened the door as quietly as possible and sneaked in as quickly as his stiff body would let him. He had almost made it to the stairs when he heard it, the sound of his father clearing his throat in annoyance.

“And just /where/ have you been young man?” he asked angrily, his arms crossed over his chest and his foot tapping. Will swallowed hard and ran a hand through his haire boe bounced from one foot to the other and refused to look his father in the eye.

“Um… I was… I was… at… the movies,” he mumbled dejectedly. He had always been bad at lying to people he loved.

“For half a day? I know Two Towers is long but it certainly isn’t /that/ long! Will, you left here at around one in the afternoon and you’re just now getting in at two in the morning? I can’t believe you— this is so irresponsible! What kind of example are you setting for Elizabeth?” Will grimaced at his sister’s name. How was he going to face her now?

“I-I’m sorry,” he murmured, truly meaning it, but he knew it wouldn’t be good enough for his father.

“Thatot got good enough! cou could have at least called! What if you wound up dead somewhere?! How would that make me look?!” he shouted. Will looked at him painfully, his eyes watering. All he cared about was his image? “You’re grounded until I say otherwise! Now go to your room; I can’t stand the sight of you,” he hissed, before storming off back to his study.

“Yes, sir,” Will whispered heartbrokenly and carefully made his way up the stairs… he never wished they had an elevator more in his life. He finally made it to his room and sighed in relief; he just wanted to go to sleep and forget everything. When he opened his door he found Elizabeth asleep on his bed. He smiled at the thought of her waiting up for him, but he really just wanted to be alone.

He went to his chest of draws and took out a baggy long sleeved gray t-shirt and his green plaid pajama bottoms before quickly changing. He threw out everything he was wearing, including the boxers before he nudged his sister.

“Lizzie,” he whispered, “Lizzie, wake up,” he tugged on her hair lightly and she opened her sleepy eyes. She smiled and pulled him into a hug.

“So, how was your date, hot stuff?” she joked, not realizing how hurtful it was. Will pulled away and moved to the door. He opened it and then turned to her.

“Can you leave? I kinda want to be alone,” he said softly. She furrowed her brow and came over to him.

“Will, what’s wrong?” she asked, concerned; he never kicked her out of his room… unless he was changing, of course.

“Nothing’s wrong, Lizzie. I’m just really tired and Dad just grounded me for God knows how long,” he said with forced levity. She looked at him skeptically but sensed he really did want to be alone. She decided not to push the matter.

“Okay… but you know if you need to, you can always come to me with anything right?” she asked, giving him her best baby seal eyes. He smiled and hugged her close to hide his watery eyes.

“Yeah, I know,” he rasped. She tweaked his nose before scampering off to her own room, her bunny slippers almost glowing in the dark hallway. Will closed the door and waddled over to his bed. He never wanted to seech Ach Avery again… how was he going to face him on Monday at school? He buried himself in the covers and curled into a fetal position as he cried himself to sleep.

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The next morning Will didn’t even want to get out of bed. Around noon Elizabeth knocked on his door to check on him. He let her in and then crawled back into bed. She had a tray with a bagel and cream cheese, strawberry yogurt, and orange juice. It was his favorite, and he appreciated the intention, but he didn’t want to eat.

“Please eat something Will,” she asked in her sweet voice that she knew Will couldn’t resist. “What happened last night to make you so depressed?” She was really starting to worry. Will was never an early riser but he usually got out of bed before noon. He shrugged, sniffling slightly, before reaching for the orange juice.

“I don’t want to talk about it,” he grumbled, taking a bite of the bagel. He moved to sit up straight and winced at the motion. Elizabeth noticed the action and looked at Will confusedly. Realization hit her and she gasped.

“You had /sex/ last night!” she exclaimed, smiling like a Cheshire cat. Will almost choked on his bagel and had to drink some juice to get it down. He coughed and sputtered before he glared at his very blunt younger sister.

“I did /not/!” he scowled, taking another angry bite from his food. “You are so rude sometimes,” he sneered after he swallowed.

“Hey, don’t get mad at me because /lover boy/ didn’t call. You shouldn’t have put out so soon. Why on Earth would you agree to let some dirty older man fuck you on the first date?!” she shouted, getting angry with her brother for endangering himself.

“I DIDN’T!!” he screeched, breaking down into sobs. He pushed the food away and pulled his knees to his chest, resting his forehead against them. “I didn’t,” he wailed. Elizabeth was speechless. She felt a boiling, all consuming rage building inside her for Avery, yet she knew she needed to be soft and understanding for her brother.

“I’m sorry! I should have listened to you! I’m such an idiot!” he cried, his body shaking with the force of his sobs. She shook her head, tears forming in her own eyes as she pulled her brother’s trembling body into her arms.

“Shhh, it’s okay, Will. You’ve nothing to be sorry for… it’s that bastard’s fault and I’m going to make sure everyone knows that,” she hissed the latter, fueled with a deep hatred for the man that hurt her brother.

“No! You can’t tell any body; they’ll all blame me!” he begged frantically, clutching her slight frame. “Besides, you said it yourself… if Dad finds out he’ll kick me out,” he said sadly.

“Will, you didn’t /want/ to have sex with that guy… he forced you! Dad will understand,” she tried to comfort, but Will shook his head.

“Yes, I did! Just not last night… and now… I never want to see him again… but he didn’t force me in his office, or to go out on the date in the first place. He’ll tell Dad all the stuff we did and he’ll kick me out anyway!” he started shaking again and he held her close, seeking comfort. “I don’t want to live on the street… I don’t want to lose you,” he confessed.

“I don’t want to lose you either,” she sobbed, clutching her older brother for all she was worth. He sniffled and looked her in the eye.

“So we’re agreed then? We /never/ speak of this again,” he said sternly, holding her gaze. She frowned and hesitated, but finally she relented and sighed.

“Agreed.”


Tbc…


(1) Okay I’m an experienced drinker and champagne even affects me differently. Most people I know are the same, so that’s why I put that there. Plus I can remember the good ol’ days when two drinks would get me tipsy…*sigh* Things were so much /cheaper/ then.

Oh, and for those of you that skipped the offending section, basically Avery took Will to the movies and dinner and was all over him the entire time. Then he got Will drunk and took him back to his place where he forced him into having sex. Then he made him shower and took Will home after convincing him that if he told, everyone would blame him for what happened. Just in case you were wondering.