Baby Shut Up

Ricky awoke to the sound of a car door slamming. He dryly swallowed, his mouth tasting like iron. Why was he in a car? He looked around the vehicle before his eyes settled on a large guy with a baseball cap that had just climbed into the driver's seat. The man was talking to himself, and Ricky decided it would probably be for the best if he pretended he was still knocked out cold, at least until he could figure out how to escape.

Looking out the window he spotted Ren and William standing next to each other. They could help him once he escaped this leathery prison. 

Careful not to make a sound, Ricky reached for the black handle and pulled. Instead of opening, the car began to beep, and the baseball cap man quickly turned to look at him.

“REN, WILLIAM HELP MEEE!” Ricky grabbed the metal water bottle that had been sitting in the cup holder, attempting to swing it at the window. 

Ricky was fast, but the baseball cap man was faster. In a flash his hand was over Ricky’s mouth and a needle was stabbing into Ricky’s thigh.

“What the fuck man?” Ricky grumbled, his voice muffled by a large hand. He tried to turn his head to get a better view of the man who had just abducted him, surprised to find that it wouldn’t move, and it wasn’t just because of the large hands holding him in place. Nervously, Ricky attempted to kick his leg, finding that it wouldn’t move either. 

“Wha ded ooo do tah meh?” Ricky’s words were slurred as he attempted to figure out what the man had just injected him with. “Don’t worry about it Ricky, darling, you’ll be fine.” The man flashed his perfect teeth as he turned Ricky’s head to face him.

The man pulled another shot out of his pocket, holding it up for Ricky to see. “This,” he waved the shot in Ricky’s relaxed face, “will make you go to sleep for a little while. Don’t worry, I’ll give it to you soon. I just wanted you to be awake for this.” He slid his large hand behind Ricky’s neck, pulling them so close together that their noses were almost touching.

“Wha awe ooo do-” Ricky’s slurred speech was cut off as baseball cap man pressed his lips against Rickys.

Ricky was very surprised to say the least, but also kind of into it weirdly. Though that didn’t much surprise him, Ricky was into a lot of weird shit, and apparently being kidnapped, drugged, and kissed against his will was also kind of a turn on. Unfortunately, it appeared to be too much of a turn on as he felt a bulge appear in his sweats. He couldn’t move his fucking neck, but he could get a boner, just great. 

The mystery man pulled his tongue out of Ricky’s mouth and smiled at him. “I didn’t know you loved me too,” the man pointed to Ricky’s very prominent bulge in his pants. 

“Ehhh???” Did this man just say he loved him? What the actual fuck?! 

Ricky let out a gurgled laugh. This guy was such a dumbass, falling for someone who didn’t believe in love. If Ricky had been able to clearly talk, he would have given Loverboy a speech on how love is just hormones in your brain that slowly dissipate over time as hatred takes over.

“As much as I’m enjoying this, we need to get going before your friends find out I’m not actually your cousin.” Loverboy pulled the cap off the needle with his teeth, ready to inject Ricky with the purple-ish liquid.

“MmmhMhhh! MmhMhhh! MMHhHhMmHh!” Ignoring Ricky’s unintelligible protests, Loverboy injected the contents of the shot into Ricky’s thigh and gave him a quick peck on the forehead before speeding away from the highschool.

Ricky desperately tried to stay awake, but whatever Loverboy had injected him with was strong, too strong, but he couldn’t allow himself to fall asleep. If he did, who knows what this perv would do to his defenseless body. Sure, it’d be kind of hot, but Ricky figured that was probably just the crazy in him talking. 

Trying to figure out how to keep himself awake, along with annoying his abductor was hard, but Ricky finally settled on Baby, by Justin Bieber.

“Ah knoe ooo lobe mehhh, Ah knoe ooo cawe, dust showt whenehveh an Ah’ll be der!” Ricky broke out in song, and Lover boy looked at him confused. “Why are you still awake? You have a head injury and I drugged you!” Ignoring Loverboy, Ricky continued singing. “Cauth Ah wath wike BAHBY BAHBY BAHBY OHHHHH, WIKE BAHBY BAHBY BAHBY NOOOO!!!” 

“Ricky, please just go to sleep before I give you another dose.” Loverboy produced another shot from the pocket in his black jacket. “BAHBY BAHBY BAHBY OHHHHH!!!” Ricky continued, once more ignoring Loverboy.

“Okay that’s enough of that.” Loverboy injected the contents of the shot into Ricky’s thigh, causing Ricky to immediately slump in his seat, unconscious.