Shattered Friendship

The room was bright, and beautiful. But is wasn't his. In the far center of the room was a king size bed covered in a light maroon crofter, and red shag carpeting which felt soft to the touch. Roy would have loved the feel of it more if he wasn't chained to the wall.

Roy pulled at the chains and tried to stand up, but due to the chain being so close to the ground he couldn't.

"I see you’re awake..." a voice cooed.

Roy knew that voice and relief and well as anger washed over him, looking over to the man who just walked in Roy spoke.

"Maes, why am I chained to this damn wall for?" he demanded more then asked pulling at the chains again.

Hughes just laughed.

"This isn't funny Hughes! Release me now!" Roy snapped at his friend. "And a logical reason why my best friend would chain me up in the first place."

Suddenly Hughes eyes went cold and stared daggers into Roy.

"Friend?" Maes began. "I thought we were best friends Roy...very close best friends...but you drew that line that shattered our friendship." He eyes grew with something Roy didn't even think his friend could have...hate. Hate in those normally, soft green-yellow eyes. "You know it’s funny...I never did believe you could do anything of the sort...guess I didn't know you as well as I thought."

"What the hell are you talking about?" Roy barked.

"Don't play stupid with me Mustang." Hughes glared, "My wife told me everything..."

Roy froze at that. "W..what?"

Hughes' glare never left Roy's as he spoke. "You raped her...you came to my house and raped her!" Hughes yelled. Roy had never seen his friend so pissed.

Roy's heart partially stopped, a cold chill ran down his spine as a flash of that horrored night rushed back. "Hughes...I..." he began to shake as he realize he had overly destroyed the one best and maybe only friendship he had ever had. "I was drunk and I didn't know what I was doing...I didn't know-I blacked out! I'm so sorry. I'm sorry..." Roy began to cry, he didn't mean to hurt her, he didn't even mean to touch her, he was wasted that night; he had a hard and bad day at work and over did his shots of drinks, he blacked out but when he came to he found himself naked lying in his apartment but thought nothing of it. The next day at work he overheard some men talking about how Hughes wasn't going to be at work due to his wife being in the hospital; and found out later that same day it was because she was raped, Roy was planning on visiting the two to give support but when he was about to Hughes had knocked him out and dragged him here.

"Maes I'm so, so sorry....I'll do anything to make it up to her...I'll do anything to make it up to you." Roy pleaded tears still heavy running down his face. He never meant to hurt anyone...especially not his best friend.

Hughes walked over to the only bed in the room and pulled a long fold up table out from under it.

"Oh, you will, don't worry about that." he chuckled.

Hughes moved the table away from the bad and a few feet in front of Roy making sure the man could see what he did.

Roy watched his friend as he opened a drawer and piled all its contents on top of it. Then he picked up a syringe and filled it with a clear substance. The next thing he grabbed was a type of metal clap looking thing. It looked like something meant to pry something open and keep it open.

Roy began to shake when Hughes walked over to him with them both in hand.

"Please Maes I'm sorry...you have no idea how sorry I am...." he sobbed. "I know you can never forgive me...but at least let me go..." Roy tugged at the chains in a begging manner.

Hughes bent down and cupped his friends face. "We can do this one of two ways." He began. "We can do this the easy way...or the hard way." he made hard eye contact as he spoke.

"Please Maes...just hear me out...you have to know I would never hurt her on propose...I blacked out Hughes. I have no memory of raping your wife...when I woke up I was back home-" Hughes pushed Roy’s jaw up casing the colonel to shut his mouth, it wasn't a hard movement, but it was hard enough to scare the major enough to make his mouth close.

"Shut up." Hughes growled. "We both know how you get when you are drunk...but instead of letting me be there to make sure you didn't do something 'stupid' you went alone....and my wife's the one who paid for it....I don't care about your excuses."

Roy closed his eyes unable to look at his friends once soft now hatful eyes, tears streaming down his face.

"Now be the good boy I know you are, and open your mouth...." Hughes spoke bringing the metal pryer to his mouth.

Roy looked at it and then the syringe, "Please Maes...." he pleaded shakily.

Again Hughes glared and pulled Roy’s mouth open a little. "Open your damn mouth Roy Mustang." the way Hughes used his full name Made Roy shutter and comply.

In one swift movement, Hughes slipped the object into his friends mouth.


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ya, I'm going to leave this chapter here...review please, or it will not be continued....no point making a full story out of something if no one likes it.