Categories > Celebrities > 30 Seconds to Mars > Control
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Jared had been sleeping off the pain Shannon had been inflicting upon him, trying to ignore the agony in his ribs, it felt like a ton bricks had been dropped upon him. He hadn’t been allowed painkillers, or medical attention as Shannon wanted him to stay where he was, so he suffered in silence, where no one knew about what was going on. He had begged for help, pleaded Shannon for forgiveness, but nothing had worked.
“Come on Jared, wake up.” Shannon said softly, nudging Jared and causing him to ache.
Jared woke up quickly; he was never a deep sleeper. His ribs still hurt and he couldn’t breathe without it hurting; he knew he could stop the pain, but he needed Shannon to co-operate too, maybe take him to get some help. He was afraid of what he would do next, as he could have done anything, but he was helpless.
“It hurts, Shannon. Please, I need to see a doctor. I’ll be back in an hour or so, please-”
“Stop your whining, I’m fed up of you complaining all the time.”
“I just need your help.”
Panicking wouldn’t help at all, the injury would take four to six weeks to heal, and it needed to be treated properly. Jared knew that Shannon wouldn’t take him to the hospital, so he gave up hope and curled back into a ball on the bed. The chain on his collar was securely attached to the frame of the bed and he didn’t bother to tug on it, he didn’t want to move or make Shannon angrier than he already was.
“I feel like I’ll start with you today.”
“What do you mean, ‘start with me’?”
“Well, I believe that I’m teaching you a lesson. I’m going to stop your self-obsession, for once and for all. Think of it as… self-reinvention.”
Shannon laughed cheekily, watching the confused look on his brother’s face. This wasn’t exactly funny, but he was kind of excited to get his own back on Jared, after all the years he had been ignored, treated like the less important brother and pushed to the back of everyone’s minds. Jared was always the favourite Leto; no one could resist those blue eyes, the perfect smile, and his ability to charm everyone. Shannon wanted that, he wanted people to notice him like they noticed Jared. He craved attention; he felt it was his right, since he was the one that helped Jared get everything he had.
“I don’t understand.”
"You'll understand, sooner or later."
Shannon laughed again, and then poked his ribs playfully, causing him to pull pack and whimper a little. He knew that Jared would do whatever he wanted if pain was inflicted upon him, he was easy to take advantage of. Anyone that knew him well enough knew that, and could make him do anything if they used a little coercion. He was also a naïve little bastard.
“Please don’t. It hurts.” He begged, his eyes prickling in the corners from tears.
“If you don’t shut up, I will make you shut up, you whining little whore. I’ll give you something else to bitch about.”
“I’d like to see you try.” Jared smirked; Shannon had the heart not to hurt him any more than he already had.
Or not.
Shannon seized him by the throat and slammed his head repeatedly against the metal railings of the bed frame, making him feel a little dizzy and disorientated. He didn’t really feel the pain; in fact, he ignored it completely, dismissing it. His mind had told him not to register the discomfort he was receiving, and he felt fine. There was nothing Shannon could do to harm him. He felt invincible.
Jared then felt his pants being tugged off quickly and vigorously, nearly being ripped off. He didn’t try to stop him; he just kept completely still, waiting for what would happen next. This was when he started to lose his bravado, and he started to feel a little scared. What was Shannon planning to do to him?
“I will make you feel this in every way possible. I will break you down, mentally, physically… welcome to self-reinvention 101, little brother.”
Jared had been sleeping off the pain Shannon had been inflicting upon him, trying to ignore the agony in his ribs, it felt like a ton bricks had been dropped upon him. He hadn’t been allowed painkillers, or medical attention as Shannon wanted him to stay where he was, so he suffered in silence, where no one knew about what was going on. He had begged for help, pleaded Shannon for forgiveness, but nothing had worked.
“Come on Jared, wake up.” Shannon said softly, nudging Jared and causing him to ache.
Jared woke up quickly; he was never a deep sleeper. His ribs still hurt and he couldn’t breathe without it hurting; he knew he could stop the pain, but he needed Shannon to co-operate too, maybe take him to get some help. He was afraid of what he would do next, as he could have done anything, but he was helpless.
“It hurts, Shannon. Please, I need to see a doctor. I’ll be back in an hour or so, please-”
“Stop your whining, I’m fed up of you complaining all the time.”
“I just need your help.”
Panicking wouldn’t help at all, the injury would take four to six weeks to heal, and it needed to be treated properly. Jared knew that Shannon wouldn’t take him to the hospital, so he gave up hope and curled back into a ball on the bed. The chain on his collar was securely attached to the frame of the bed and he didn’t bother to tug on it, he didn’t want to move or make Shannon angrier than he already was.
“I feel like I’ll start with you today.”
“What do you mean, ‘start with me’?”
“Well, I believe that I’m teaching you a lesson. I’m going to stop your self-obsession, for once and for all. Think of it as… self-reinvention.”
Shannon laughed cheekily, watching the confused look on his brother’s face. This wasn’t exactly funny, but he was kind of excited to get his own back on Jared, after all the years he had been ignored, treated like the less important brother and pushed to the back of everyone’s minds. Jared was always the favourite Leto; no one could resist those blue eyes, the perfect smile, and his ability to charm everyone. Shannon wanted that, he wanted people to notice him like they noticed Jared. He craved attention; he felt it was his right, since he was the one that helped Jared get everything he had.
“I don’t understand.”
"You'll understand, sooner or later."
Shannon laughed again, and then poked his ribs playfully, causing him to pull pack and whimper a little. He knew that Jared would do whatever he wanted if pain was inflicted upon him, he was easy to take advantage of. Anyone that knew him well enough knew that, and could make him do anything if they used a little coercion. He was also a naïve little bastard.
“Please don’t. It hurts.” He begged, his eyes prickling in the corners from tears.
“If you don’t shut up, I will make you shut up, you whining little whore. I’ll give you something else to bitch about.”
“I’d like to see you try.” Jared smirked; Shannon had the heart not to hurt him any more than he already had.
Or not.
Shannon seized him by the throat and slammed his head repeatedly against the metal railings of the bed frame, making him feel a little dizzy and disorientated. He didn’t really feel the pain; in fact, he ignored it completely, dismissing it. His mind had told him not to register the discomfort he was receiving, and he felt fine. There was nothing Shannon could do to harm him. He felt invincible.
Jared then felt his pants being tugged off quickly and vigorously, nearly being ripped off. He didn’t try to stop him; he just kept completely still, waiting for what would happen next. This was when he started to lose his bravado, and he started to feel a little scared. What was Shannon planning to do to him?
“I will make you feel this in every way possible. I will break you down, mentally, physically… welcome to self-reinvention 101, little brother.”
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