The Way We Work

Ashley's POV|

I heard a car pull up into the driveway, just as my dad had finished his rant about my imperfection. I watched in silence as the door was swung open, a man walking into the opening, followed by a tall figure. I gasped, shock as I saw that that tall figure was Andy.

Next thing I knew, I was staggering back, my dad screaming in my face, "Did I tell you to make a sound, Slut?"

"N-no Sir." Tears stung my eyes as I coward away from him.

"I didn't think so, Whore. Keep your mouth shut unless our guest and I say so!" He yelled, giving me one last glare before greeting the older man.

|Andy's POV|

I furrowed my eyes as we pulled up to the house. Something felt...off. I saw a figure through the window, probably his boy-toy for tonight, but I then noticed the smaller figure behind the first. I got out of the car after noticing that my father was waiting for me with an annoyed face.

I stayed behind him as we approached the door. My dad turned the handle, the door opening without hesitation– I guess it was unlocked.


I stood in shocked when I see Ashley behind the taller man, who I'm guessing is his father. There was a moment of, seemed it to be, silence; before I noticed Ashley's dad grabbing him by his collar and punching him in his jaw. I stared wide-eyed and jaw dropped.

"Did I tell you to make a sound, Slut?" He screamed, his words flowing like venom. Ashley seemed just as shocked as me, stuttering his words and answering with a 'No, Sir.' Tears were forming in his eyes, and I really just wanted to comfort him.

"I didn't think so, Whore. Now keep your mouth shut unless our guess and I say otherwise!" He glared at Ashley, before greeting my father with a friendly tone. Now that, that just made my blood boil.

"What the fuck is wrong with you?" I screamed, the angry question spilling out involuntarily. "You're just going to act like you did nothing? You're going to hurt him right in front of me then act like everything's fine? That's fucking insane!"

I felt something grab me just as I was about to beat that motherfucker. I squirmed in the person's grasp, wanting to escape their arms.

I dragged through a door, a flight of steps leading down to a lower level. The basement.

And by basement I mean a torture chamber. Handcuffs hung the walls, whips and candles and a multiple of other things littered the floor. I thought you would only see these in the sketchy type of movies or in books, but now I know that they can be found in reality, if you were as unfortunate as us.

I heard a scream emerge from Ashley's throat, pleading for his father to not do anything to him. His black hair was gripped in the man's large hand, eventually being let go, only because he threw Ashley at the wall. I felt cold metal wrap around my wrist as I watched Ashley being bonded to the cuffs on the opposite wall. I hadn't noticed Ashley's nude body until then, when his father had cracked a whip down his bare chest. A piercing scream filled the room, followed by multiple screams for him to stop.

I felt tears fill my eyes as I struggled against the cuffs, wanting to stop him from hurting Ashley anymore. But Ashley's father had soon stopped whipping him after that thought.

He removed Ashley from the chains, only for him to be slammed against the wall, his father thrusting into him without warning. His scream tore through my ears, heavy sobs following the heartbreaking noise. My eyes widened with tears as I tugged at the chains. "Ashley!" I screamed, wanting his dad to stop.

"Andrew, you yelling will only make it worse for him!" My dad sneered in annoyance. I instantly stopped, not trusting my vocal cords.

Ashley's father let out a moan and pulled out of him. By now, he and I were both shaking with tears. He laid there, breathing heavily as the sobs continued. I tried to process everything that had just happened in my mind, but was distracted when Ashley's dad kicked him in the chest repeatedly. I cried for him to stop, but it only got worse.

By the time he was done, Ashley's body was limb. Unmoving. His father had left him, leaving me in shock. My dad eventually let me out of my restraints, and I scurried over to Ashley, begging for him to be ok, to not fall asleep. Sleep was the last thing I wanted to happen to him.

But my dad grabbed my waist, hoisting me over his shoulder. My fists started banging against his back and I was crying for him to put me down, but the actions came involuntarily. I thought I heard Ashley whisper something, just before we were in the car. The words replayed themselves repeatedly in my head,

"Don't tell anyone, he'll kill me."


"Don't tell anyone, he'll kill me."

I didn't doubt those words one bit.

"Not ye-" I whispered to myself, but was cut off by my father's voice.

"Say anything to anyone about this and I will have Ashley's dad do the same thing to you," He threatened, making my eyes widen with disbelief, "only worse. Understand?"

I blinked, stopping the upcoming tears. "Y-yes, Sir." I stuttered as he pulled into the driveway of our house. I quickly got out of the car and inside the house, running into my room with tears near falling down my face.

I was terrified, I didn't know what to do. I couldn't just keep my mouth shut about this!

I signed shakily, locking my bedroom door before sliding down against it, letting the tears fall freely from my eyes.

He's so much more broken than I thought.

And I'm scared that I'll only break him more.

Notes

OKAY! OhMyGod, I am sooooo sorry that we didn't get this updated sooner, I was just busy. I have two weeks after this till the end of the school year, so I've kinda been focusing more on that.

Anywho, don't blame me for this sad chapter, it was what Ash came up with, so yep, get mad at her not me. xD

Actually, no, don't do that. She has my phone number, she'll kill me over the phone. xD

But yeah, WOO!

-Cloudy(Batman)