Shout At The Devil! [Halloween Party] Band members and friends invited

[bangingthe_hellouttayou]

Zack had decided that he wanted to do something for Halloween now that he'd gotten his new costume and being a Spider-Man fan he'd gone for a Spider-Punk costume straight from his comics. He'd gotten it at a local comic store down on the Strip and couldn't wait to show Damien because he knew the Dog didn't have comics or anything fun back in Hunger City. Zack now pleased that he'd arranged a Halloween Party for the band members, their friends and family to attend inside the communal area of the apartments. It was the biggest space and there was a bar all stocked up with spooky drinks, alcoholic and non-alcoholic alike.

It would be a blast!

There were even spooky snacks with crisps and chips shaped like bats, ghosts and pumpkins. There were even actual pumpkins on a table for those who wished to carve a pumpkin alone or with friends. Zack had tried to make it accessible for all, those who wished to party and get drunk and those who wanted to do non-boozy activities too.

As for costumes---they were optional but preferred.

"Ok, I think that's it. Everyone should be arriving soon."

Zack looking around the room and hoping everyone would like what he had set-up with help from some of the others of course.

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[ladreaming]

"It's rough." Jerry mentioned because even as an outsider, in a way, it hit him hard.

"Where do you want me to start?" Jerry wondered how far back the Swede wanted to know about because the relationship before the assault wasn't the best either. Jerry didn't much like the guy when he first met him.

[nordlig_pojke]

"I know it's not going to be sunshine and daisies."

Part of Sven didn't want to listen at all, just to go back to his room and get drunk alone. That, or take a ride out on his bike, forgetting everything. He knew he couldn't do that and was mature enough to listen and take it on the chin. Ulrik would want him to do this and for Davy's sake too.

"At the beginning."

CW: talk of sexual assault

[ladreaming]

"It's not."

Jerry started to pace around and push his hair away from his face. This wasn't going to be easy for Jerry either. He didn't talk about it much.

"Alright." Jerry tried to stay still so they could talk. "So, the guy started coming around two years ago. I noticed because he just became a Friday regular and I don't know if he became a regular first or he was there for the band." Jerry was being as honest as he could be. "After awhile Joey mentioned him showing up at other shows of theirs. I didn't think anything of it, a fan or something. Even when he started hanging around Davy I didn't."

Jerry felt bad about this guy being around all that time and not noticing anything. "Davy would get pissy with him sometimes and still.. You know how Davy gets. Just thought this guy was flirting and Davy was being prickly about it. Joey and I had both talked to him and he seemed alright, drunken and a little forward but nothing big."

Jerry shook his head and sighed. "We all thought it was ok except Jake. He was suspicious of him after some incident of the guy grabbing Sam's ass and sending Davy into a spiral. I feel like an ass for brushing him off now but then, everything seemed alright. One night, end of the night, we were all packing up and the guy was still there but he was helping Syn and Joey pack up the stage. I just figured the guy finally got to Davy and they were together. Davy isn't exactly open."

Jerry took a deep breath because things were getting to the bad part. this was hard. "Sam was helping Christy and I restock and clean the bar. Eventually, Syn told us that he was taking the car with Joey to unload the gear. The guy was still around and I saw him go back toward the dressing rooms and figured going back to see Davy. I thought they were dating."

Jerry had guilt over this even if logically he knew there was no way to know then. This was all hindsight guilt. "We finished up out front and Davy hadn't shown so Sam said he'd go check. Figured Davy was just back there still drinking, talking, hell, making out or something."

Jerry swallowed hard and started to shift again. "Next thing I hear is Sam screaming, like some fucking horror movie. I've never heard someone scream like that. I bolted and get back there to see Sam on the ground, bloody lipped and this guy.. fuck... fuck.." Jerry paced in a circle for a second. "Davy's against the wall on his knees, bloodied, blue looking and this guy with his cock in his mouth. I remember telling Christy and Sam to call the cops while ripping the guy off Davy. The way he slumped was so unnatural."

Jerry's clearly upset' mad at everything, even himself or maybe mostly himself. "I'm trying to wrestle this guy and get him subdued in the hall. Figured the cops would come but he got loose and Sam started to scream again. I let him go and go in Christy is breathing for Davy and doing CPR. Sam is just wailing . We call in the ambulance and Christy fucking got Davy breathing again. The fucking cops, even then caring more about my busted lip from fighting him than Davy being dead on the floor."

Jerry shook his head. "Davy spent two weeks in a coma; Jake and Sam there every fucking day. It was another month before Davy left the hospital. All the shit about not knowing if he'd speak again, not being able to sing. Davy was a fucking mess. Sam didn't talk to anyone but Jake and Davy for months."

Jerry shifted more and was ready for anything to come from Sven. "Later on, I found out from Sam that apparently the guy had come back when Davy was finishing getting dressed and apparently Davy said he didn't want to fuck the guy so he jumped him. I know Davy doesn't remember a lot of it." Jerry also knew that Davy was working with Martyn to try and remember but surely Sven knew that.

Jerry suddenly looked away and got nervous because there was more, there was the guy still being around and that was likely to cause worse reactions than the past.

[nordlig_pojke]

Sven listened as best he could and felt pure anger and hatred welling up at this guy. This monster. The screaming----poor Sam. Everyone. This piece of shit near murdering Davy. The Swede had to pull it all together as to not punch or smash something right now. He just clenched his fists and nodded, trying his best to remain calm but the words Jerry was saying about poor Davy.

"The way he slumped was so unnatural."

This fucking piece of shit near killed Davy! Fuck!

"No----NO!"

Sven ripped himself away from where he was standing and yanked out the keys to his bike. He needed some air, something. Fuck this shithead. He needed to be locked up and put in prison with the key thrown away. No. This guy deserved to be buried alive and choked out.

This fuckhead deserved to fucking die.

The Swede swore in his mother tongue and went into the parking lot, jumping onto his bike without saying another word, revved the engine and tore away to somewhere.

[ladreaming]

In the realm of responses Jerry could imagine, this wasn't the worst. It wasn't a good one either.

One thing he did know is that Sven was in no shape to be riding a bike. A few drinks in and pissed off was not safe. Jerry stepped right in front of the bike, straddling the front wheel and stiff arming the handle bars to stop Sven from going anywhere.

"No." Jerry rarely got like this. Usually he was laid back. "You're not in your right mind."

Sven was going to have to fight him or run him down if he wanted to go off on his bike.

[nordlig_pojke]

Fuck.

Sven knew he couldn't ride like this. He had drank quite a bit of booze and could wreck. No. The American was right and the Swede sighed, closing his eyes, biting the inside of his cheek before looking back up at Jerry, killing the engine but not getting off the bike.

"You're right, I'm not. That fucking murderer should be doing time in whatever jail is in this city. The law is a fucking joke. Davy---he should never have been raped by this pile of vitun paska! Fucking shit."

The Swede just hung his head before getting off the bike and slumping by the front wheel onto the floor, pushing his hand across his face where tears were forming at his eyes. Sven would never endanger his life and he had Ulrik to think of but he couldn't even think past the raw anger that was gnawing at him right now. A tight pain across his chest and his head hurt.

[ladreaming]

"We tried." Was all Jerry could offer. They had tried in courts. The guy did get a couple months for assaulting Jerry and Sam but got nothing for what happened to Davy. Jerry knew why nothing happened but that was not a topic for now.

Jerry sat down beside Sven on the ground. He's unsure of hugging the Swede but after the tears start he does put an arm around Sven for comfort. "I try to remind myself that he survived."

It was the best he could offer and now was absolutely not the time to mention the guy being around but... "I know Davy has been seeing Martyn to try and get his memories back." Jerry didn't think many people knew that Davy was seeing the shrink. "He's probably more fragile than he has been."

[nordlig_pojke]

"He's alive. Yeah, he's---he's fucking alive."

Sven sniffed and didn't even know what to say. He'd seen terrible things happen to people when he was selling his young body on the street. Prostitutes beaten up by their clients---but this....this was harder. Davy was someone he loved and cared for.

"I want to kill him. Bury him alive and kick his worthless body six feet under."

The Swede would never kill but the thoughts mulling around his head right now were at getting this guy and ending him. He couldn't think straight.

"Davy's been seeing Martyn? I didn't know."

[ladreaming]

"You better not try without taking Jan." Jerry tried to bring some humor into the darkness. Jan had said some similar things not long after the assault.

Jerry wanted to be honest and shrugged. "I'm not surprised he hasn't if this is how you react to hearing about what happened." Jerry didn't mean it as an insult, but he could understand how the Swede's outbursts wouldn't help Davy deal with whatever was being dredged up.

Jerry stroked the singer's arm where his was around him. "You're not the reason he reacted that way. He's... fuck.. I can't imagine what he's going through."

[nordlig_pojke]

"I won't."

Sven shook his head, sighing, knowing he couldn't just track down this guy and beat him to a bloody pulp. Davy deserved someone to be close to him---to love him in his time of need. If the boy was getting his memory back then he didn't need Sven acting like a complete fucking blockhead, getting angry, and threatening to do stupid things.

"I can't help the way I feel and want to act right now. It's more I don't like being kept in the dark about stuff regarding Davy."

The singer just felt frustration at that but knew it was no one's fault. Davy was fragile and Sven wanted him to feel like he could be safe with the Swede.

"I love Davy and want to keep him safe from this piece of shit. I want him to feel as if he can talk to me because I'm his boyfriend. It's what couples do."

[ladreaming]

Jerry turned to Sven pointed with his tone. "You really expect some teenagers to want to deal with that outburst you had?"

He wasn't insulting the Swede but thought he needed to be realistic because being kept in the dark wasn't exactly a choice. "Especially Sam who's the one who knows the most? No one is going to go off and tell someone, even a boyfriend, about the way their best friend was attacked."

Jerry barely wanted to face the behavior he knew would come with telling the Sven about the assault. Jerry shook his head and sighed. "What is your boyfriend going to say? Sorry babe, I can't ever give you a blow job because I was assaulted and murdered by some guy?"

He sighed. "I understand you want to know but you have to think about the others."

[nordlig_pojke]

"No."

Sven knew Jerry was right but it didn't help when he was feeling rage and anger bubbling beneath his skin, causing him to want to hurt this shithead, wherever the fuck he was. The Swede got up, pushed hair out of his eyes and moved his bike back into the lot, locking it up.

"Now I know at least never to mention the word blowjob to Davy again. I feel a fucking idiot for mentioning it, without even knowing all of this."

That part hurt.

"I've been thinking about others most of my adult life when our parents died. Ulrik. My little brother. He's the reason I sold myself and went without food so he could eat."

Sven didn't feel like facing a lecture from Jerry about anything as he didn't even know what to do now. Where the fuck was Davy? He ran off.

[ladreaming]

"I'm sure Davy knows you didn't mean to upset him." Jerry tries to smooth things out but knows he might not be able to. "You're a guy. It's natural to want one but..."

Jerry didn't finish that sentence because it would just make the anger worse.

"Then you're in good company." Jerry felt for Sven but the way he was behaving was getting on the American's nerves. "Davy's done that for those other boys for years now. You know, Davy's the one who was there when Sam's boyfriend committed suicide and his parents dumped him on some back road? He's been the one there to keep the predators off Syn and my brother." Jerry stared at the Swede. "Maybe Davy needs to think about himself for once, too."

Jerry stood up and tried to keep from getting annoyed since he knew this is all Sven's anger and whatever other emotions he's wrestling with. Jerry kicked at the dirt and stones by the curb of the car lot. "Davy's had amnesia around the events for a long time. I don't even know how much he remembers to tell you."

That was an honest thing about the situation. Jerry wondered if Davy's reluctance was because he didn't remember, he couldn't answer any questions Sven might ask.

[nordlig_pojke]

Sven knew there wasn't any point getting angry and arguing with Jerry because it couldn't be easy for him or any of the others. Fuck it all. The Swede felt like kicking stones at the side of the car lot but didn't. He just wanted Davy to be ok. That was all that mattered right now. The safety and well-being of Davy.

"I will fight to protect him. Davy needs us all to be there for him."

The Swede knew this and couldn't even imagine what the poor boy was going through right now. It must be hell getting his memory back and re-living the hellish time of being choked out and dying.

"You did well to tell me all this and I did ask for it. It couldn't be easy on you, Jerry. I'm grateful for your honesty."

Sven knew he'd not be able to sleep tonight, not with all the emotion and Jerry's words going around in his head.

[ladreaming]

"I think everyone knows that you will." Jerry agreed. "I think... Davy needs space to breathe. I can't imagine the fucking balls it takes to go to someone and say you want help to remember the worst thing that ever happened to you."

That was honest and Jerry felt it. He couldn't say he would want to remember. Ignorance might be a blessing.

"I wish I would have seen it sooner." Jerry admitted because the guilt was eating him. "Looking back I could see the shit building and all I did was tell Jake he was being selfish and jealous of Davy's time. I know he's still pissed at me for treating him like that."

Jerry fucked up for his own part, or he felt like it with hindsight. "I don't know how Jake knew but he saw right through that guy." Jerry wanted to clear the air and he felt like leaving these things unspoken between him and Sven would leave a weight there. There was another thought kicking around in his head but he couldn't say it, not now.

[nordlig_pojke]

"You're right. It must take balls of fucking steel to want to go to a therapist to remember that hell in your life."

Sven just shook his head, wiping his hand down his face and wondering what the hell to do. He glanced at Jerry and knew it wasn't the bar owner's fault for not realising this guy was a fucking murderer.

"It's not your fault. Don't blame yourself."

The singer putting a hand on Jerry's arm. Some people could sense the bad in others and some couldn't. How was anyone to know? Jake must have intuition on total shitheads.

[ladreaming]

Jerry finally broke a faint smile. "You might have the muscles but he might have bigger balls than you." Jerry was joking and trying to pull both of them out of the darkness.

"It happened in my bar." Jerry admitted. "It's not that easy." There was more than his guilt but also that it happened in his business.

"Maybe you should put on some regular clothes and check in on Davy and Sam in a bit?" Jerry knew that there was another hurdle, dealing with Davy's emotions. "Last time he had an outburst over the attack it took him a few days to be normal again."

Jerry had seen it once before when Davy had a blow out about some play fighting that happened.

[nordlig_pojke]

"He does and I love him for it. His prissy princess balls."

Sven shook his head, but he was at least cracking a small smile after the shock and intense emotional overload he'd just experienced a moment ago. The feelings were still raw but Sven knew he'd have to face Davy eventually.

"I'm still dressed up in this fucking He-Man get-up. Yeah, I need to change. I think we'll all need time to heal up after this."

The Swede slapped a hand on Jerry's shoulder, then pulled the taller man in for a hug.

"Thanks for doing this. For me--for Davy. Fuck, just fuck. I'll get changed and then go and find Davy."

Pulling away, Sven sighed and hoped Davy was ok.

[ladreaming]

Jerry is glad to see Sven smile even if it is brief or faint. It means the other blonde is coming out the other side of being angry and upset.

Jerry gave Sven a warm, bear of a hug and would let him linger if he needed. "Just remember if you get up there an he acts weird it isn't you. It's the memories. Last time he was jumpy for awhile."

It was the best advice he could give the blonde before he went back to Davy. It might be rough for both of them for a bit. There was a lot of trauma to deal with and Sven was running into it for the first time.