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Dustin kicked at Andy as he tried to pull away from his goons, already beaten and bloody he just wanted to get away.
"You little bastard." Andy growled as he held Dustin against the ground, one and around his throat as the other held him up. "Fucking pitiful. You're just as useless as that freak you can't seem to let go of."
Dustin simply stayed quiet, not wanting to give the dimwitted alpha what he wanted.
Not that it would change the outcome.
"Why is that? Hm? You just can't let go. What? That freak knot you or some shit?" Andy I'm let go of Dustin's neck, leaning back on his knees as he looked down on him. "I wouldn't put it past him, already a murderer, why not a pedo too."
At that, Dustin snapped. "You don't even know what you're talking about!" He yelled, kicking at Andy again as he tried to wiggle his arms out of the grasp of the others.
"So you finally speak!" Andy grabs Dustin's legs, he settled himself between them so he couldn't be able to kick as he leaned forward again, grabbing Dustin's face with his hand, the omega whining from the grip on his already bruised cheeks.
Dustin could feel his heartbeat quickening as his anxiety rose, he didn't like the position he was in. Not in the slightest.
"A defiant omega like you needs to be taught his place." Andy growled, his breath against Dustin face.
Dustin glared at the alpha, "Get off me you knotthead." He hissed before spitting in his face.
Of course, Andy didn't take that well as he pushed Dustin's head back against the ground before wiping his face. "You little-" he motioned for his friends to let him go before taking control himself in order and flip and pin Dustin down again, holding his head down, his friends taking their places again to hold him down as Andy made quick work of tugging Dustin's pants down.
Dustin gasped in response, trying even harder now to get out of the alphas grips. "Stop it! Let me go! Stop touching me!" His voice came out in a panic, having not expected for them to go this far.
"Shut your mouth and be useful for once." Andy spoke as he lifted Dustin hips, getting a good look at him when Dustin tried to fight them off.
After that Dustin Disassociated the rest of it. He could feel the hands on him.. in him. But he didn't want to be there. He shut his eyes tight as he thought about anything else then what was happening to him.
And by the time it was over, Dustin felt disgusting. Used. All he could be in that moment is curl up on himself as he sobbed, trying to ignore the burning pain he felt all over.
Dustin knew he had to get up eventually, get back to the others, pretend nothing happened and help them with the crawl, and, eventually he did, after pulling his pants back up and finally getting the strength to stand up, his legs were wobbling, making him stumble into Eddie's gravestone.
And he just.. stood there, for a good minute, tears falling onto the headstone as he tried to gather himself. "Stupid.." he bit down on his lip, clinging onto the stone. "I.. I'm so stupid.. why can't I just leave things be.. let people believe what they want.."
He knew the answer to that. It's just not who he is. I couldn't let people stomp all over Eddie's name and do nothing. Even if that meant putting up with.. really shitty people.
But he eventually gathered himself enough to get back to his bike and ride off, eventually running into Steve and Jonathan.
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While everyone else was celebrating finally being free from vecna and the upsidedown, licking their wounds and figuring out what to do next, sat outside Robins radio station was Dustin. He was trying to keep him space from everyone, and he still wasn't over his argument with Steve.
While thankfully no one was lost during the fight, Dustin couldn't stop thinking about what Andy did to him, while Steve's words rang through his ears "just admit you screwed up."
And just as the waterworks started, Steve walked out and saw him, leaning up against the wall, his knees pulled up to his face.
Steve didn't say anything at first, instead choosing to sit next to him, taking a deep breath as he looked at the younger. "Are you ever gonna tell me what really happened that night?"
Dustin was quite, looking away from Steve to hide his face. "Are you ever gonna apologize for being a dick?"
At that Steve narrowed his eyes, his brows furrowed. "Really? I was the one being a dick?"
Dustin huffed and looked back at the other, finally making eye contact. "Yea. Y'know, I'd at least think when I showed up looking the way I did you'd at least not be a dick about me being late. Because y'know what, how the hell was I even supposed to control tho fact that Andy and his goons were going to come beat me?"
"So you'll admit it. It was Andy." Steve said with his arms crossed.
"Dammit Steve, yes! But it wasn't my goddamn fault!" Dustin looked away again, holding back from going off on Steve.
"Really? Not your fault? So you didnt egg him on? He just.. what? Decided to come beat you up randomly? Yea.. whatever you say, Henderson." Steve huffed and looked away.
"Jesus- I left a snake in his locker! He overreacted!" Dustin yells, standing up suddenly. "I'm not in the mood for this. Fuck.." he whined slightly, standing up too fast and rubbing himself wrong in the process.
And when Steve heard the whine, he stood up with him, a concerned look on him face. "Fine, ok, just.. tell me the full story.. please.."
Dustin considered it. Part of him wanted to, he wanted the comfort that Steve could provide, as the only other Omega he was close to, part of him was still upset and wanted to stay quiet.
Eventually he decided. "I was.. I was raped. By Andy.."
Steve went pale as he heard those words, a concerned look forming as he took a step closer to Dustin. "What.. I.. holy shit I feel like an asshole- why did he- I never thought he'd take it that far.. Dustin I'm sorry-" he reached out, and Dustin flinched at first before falling against Steve's chest, arms wrapped around him as he trembled, letting himself go, he sobbed against Steve. And Steve let him, holding him close as he tried to offer any support he could.
"I'm so sorry.. I've got you.." Steve says as he rubs Dustin's back, letting you young omega cling to him.
Eventually they both sit back down, Dustin still clinging for comfort, but him sobs turn into sniffles, as Steve runs his fingers through Dustin hair, looking into the distance.
"I can still feel it sometimes.. his.. his hands on me.. his knot-"
Steve feels queasy at the thought of that, shaking off the thought. "He.. he knotted you?.." he asked, his voice shaky.
And Dustin nodded.
"He.. he didn't mark you, did he?.." Steve asked, the tone in his voice full of concern.
And Dustin has to think about it.
"Dustin.."
"I haven't checked.. I was so.. out of it when it happened I tried to block out everything.."
"Fuck kid- let me check.." he sighed, and Dustin sat up, pulling down his shirt collar enough for Steve to see any types of markings.
And Steve checks thoroughly, front, back and sides, but all he finds is a faint mark on the back of his neck.
He let out a sigh before speaking. "It's not a bond mark.. but it almost looks like he tried.. it's.. just a little off, and a bit too light. You're good."
Dustin lets out a sigh of relief, leaning against Steve again