"Where is he?"

She seemed taken back but I didn't care.

I needed Luke,

And I needed him now.

"Fifteen-minute walk away," she said.

"Too far." I replied back.

"You can go with Damien, Kian and Layla so she can give you instructions and the rest of us can follow behind in Sean's car," Aubrey said, her own dominant voice quickly coming out as she gave her suggestion.

We agreed and in minutes we were on the road.

"How did you know where he is?" Damien asked while he drove with Layla in the passenger seat.

"Yeah I'm a little curious." I lied, knowing that curiosity wasn't even close to how I was feeling. "How?"

She looked at us before bringing her gaze back to the road.

"I'll tell you once he's safe," she said.

We stayed quiet until a thought popped into my head.

I pulled out my phone and dialed the number most of us knew by heart.

While the phone rung I quickly asked Layla,

"What's the address to the place we're going to?"

"115 Wingold drive." She said quickly almost as if she knew it by heart. "Why?"

"I-" I cut myself off since they had already answered. 

"9-1-1, What is your emergency?" A pleasant female voice asked.

"Hi, a friend of mine has been taken." I told her. "A man that has harassed him in the past has taken him again but he has two other guys working with him."

I think I saw a flash of something pass on Layla's face but other then that she didn't say another word

"Do you have any idea where he might be?" She asked, obviously getting on alert.

"Yes, I believe he is at 115 Wingold drive."

"Ok, we'll have officer's on the scene in a few minutes," She said.

"Thank you." I said, quickly hanging up once I was done.

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👉👌Luke's POV👌👈

We arrived at a simple house in less than a minute. It had a small stone path that led to a wood porch with a small rocking that had a white knitted blanket. The front door was brown wood with diamond shaped glass cut outs that seemed to add a sense of poise to the home. It had a simple red roof and beige sides.

It was . . . nice.

But it was a shame how deceiving looks could be.

The fact that the house owner's son planned on raping a boy with his two friends in it should explain enough.

Bert parked the car nearby and got out before heading towards the back to help Rick and Garrett get me out. We just got out of the car when I heard my phone ring.

My eyes widened when I heard the familiar song.

Conner

"Get his phone," Rick said 

I struggled in their arms, trying to keep them away from my pocket. But when Rick twisted my arm to stop me from moving, all I could do was let out a muffled scream as Bert took it from my pocket. 

"Who's this?" He asked, rudely if I might add.

"Conner," I faintly heard. "Who are you?"

I struggled in their arms again, trying to get out of their hold.

"You need to keep him quiet." Bert whispered, covering the mouth of the phone so that  Conner couldn't hear him.

I continued to move in their arms but it seemed like I was getting nowhere and I stopped. 

Bert took his hand off the bottom of my phone and was about to reply when I did one abrupt shake, freeing my mouth so I could yell,

"GET OFF ME!" 

They were shocked but Garrett quickly snapped out of it to yell back,

"Shut up!"

He put his hand over my mouth again but his grip wasn't nearly strong enough to keep me from speaking again.

Rick seemed to be squeezing ten times harder than before and I wanted to scream out from the pain but instead I just continued to fight against him while I tried to memorize Garrett's address.

115 Wingold drive.

I stomped on Rick's foot once I had it memorized and tore my mouth out of Garrett's weak grip.

"Conner!" I yelled out. "I'm not far away! I'm only a couple blocks dow-"

"Hang up the FUCKING PHONE!" Rick yelled, pulling me flushed against him so he had full control of me.

Bert hung up looking at Rick, unable to hide the fear in his eyes.

"Garrett," Rick bit out, probably shooting daggers at everything with his eyes. "Take us to a room, I need to get my energy out."

Garrett looked reluctant to oblige and seemed to be hesitating.

"Now!" Rick barked out, causing Garrett to flinch as if he had been hit. But it worked, Garrett quickly scurried past us and up the pathway leading to his front door.

"This is my house," Garrett said, almost as if he was trying to deny how terrible this situation was. "The room is to the right down the hall, third door on the right."

Rick didn't even acknowledge that he heard what he was saying but was quickly heading towards the room.

I guess this is it, I thought solemnly. I guess I wasn't meant to happily get rid of my virginity. I guess I was doomed to this from the very start.

Rick opened the door, threw me to the ground and was about to close it when Garrett stepped in.

"Sorry for bothering you," He started, probably feeling the way Rick stared at him as if he was contemplating homicide. "But I don't want any smell that you might create staying in the room."

That didn't seem to make it any better but Garrett was out the door before he could even do anything to him.

Rick was staring at the now open door and I searched for something, anything, to say to stall him and try to stop him from doing anything before Conner got to me. 

Rick closed the door, locking it before he slowly stalked over to me.

I started to panic and let my eyes dart around the room in search of something that could give me inspiration.

"Y-ah . . . Rick! If you are so obsessed with being with me then why are you dating Layla? There is no reason to be dating her if you like guys." I blurted out. Rick stopped in his steps and seemed to think, causing a heavy sigh of relief to rush out of my body. 

"I have always been into guys, Luke. It was really pure luck that I happened to go to the same school as one of this generations male Dicamotuses. But, the guys that I hang around with are hilarious to talk to, but assholes when it comes to fags like me." I winced at the word that Rick seemed to choose but when Rick smirked at my reaction, I knew that he had said it on purpose. "So I found a girl that was . . . submissive enough with me, would be alright with me canceling dates or not coming up with good excuses for not being around. That girl just happened to be Layla. I get to have a public girlfriend and a nice pussy to fuck when I wanted to, and I could go out to clubs and bars or coffee shops really and find some cute guys to fuck on the weekends when I wasn't playing perfect girlfriend."

I laid there on the floor, my mouth open wide with shock and even more disgust against the person that stood in front of me. I wished that Layla had never met that asshole.

"If you were fucking all of those guys, why do you need me?" I asked him, honestly confused. "I'm sure that they were completely satisfying enough." That last comment seemed to rub Rick the wrong way and he shot a sharp look my way.

"You know, Luke," He started, walking over to me and getting down on his knees in front of where I had now glued myself to the wall. "I had to go through a lot of trouble to find a way to get you alone and instead of just opening your legs like a good Dicamotus, you decided that you were going to be difficult! And then Mr god damn hulk showed up and put me out of commission!"

His face was turning red out of anger and I wanted to curl even further away from him but I had nowhere to go.

"And then I had to get some random Adiutor and my friend to follow you so I could figure out when we could strike and because of that I also had to promise them dick time! I think that the least you could do is let me fuck you when I say to open your goddamn legs and not ask me so many fucking questions!" He continued, grabbing my arm and squeezing. Hard. "But don't worry, you will be mine. After they're done you can come home with me so I can really break you in."

He went for my shirt, quickly unbuttoning it even as I tried to push against his chest when we heard noise from outside.

"Shit," Rick muttered. "Don't tell me Garrett's parents did come home."

It wasn't Garrett's parents.

Someone was banging on the door violently until it swung open and Conner burst in, Garrett right behind him, holding the key.

Rick looked like he was about to say something but all he could get out was,

"G-"

Before he was knocked right on to his ass by Conner's left hook.

I looked away from Rick holding a hand over his jaw in shock to be engulfed in an incredibly soft hug.

I blinked my eyes in shock for a moment before finally breaking down.

It was over,

I was okay.

"Thank you." I sobbed, digging my face into Conner's shoulder. "Thank you."

"I wasn't the one who had one of Rick's friends help her keep an eye on him in case he touched you again." He said, rubbing his hand up and down my back in comfort. "That was all Layla and that Garrett guy."

I looked up to see Layla wearing an unsure look on her face. Acting completely unlike her.

"Yeah," she muttered. "I'm sorry I didn't tell you sooner."

"You had that pussy Garrett following me?" Rick asked incredulously. "What happened to you saying you loved me?"

"What happened was you cheated!" she yelled, stomping over to him. "What happened was you thought trying to rape my best friend was a good idea! Twice might I add! What happened was you showed how fucking selfish and sexist you were and how you seemed to completely ignore your angels just so you could fuck some girl. What happened was I don't fucking love you anymore."

The atmosphere was tense and I knew from where they were standing near the door with a sore looking Bert in their arms, that our friends were obviously stunned by the revelation.

Even more noise came from the living room and we all looked to find three police officers entering the room.

"Someone called about a kidnapping?" One of the female officers asked, looking over the group of teenagers.

My sniffling seemed to stop and as looked at the one handsome male among them

"Attempted rape and kidnapping," Conner corrected. "I'm sorry, I was in a rush."

The officer nodded.

"Who are we arresting?" The other female officer asked, reaching into her pocket and pulling out a set of handcuffs.

Rick leapt up from the ground and made a dash for the door. But he wasn't nearly fast enough to get by the three officers only steps away so he was soon on the ground, a pair of handcuffs being put around his wrists.

A sigh left the first officer's lips as the third officer lifted Rick up from the ground.

"We are arresting you for attempted rape and kidnapping." The male officer drawled, obviously tired and annoyed. "You have the right to remain silent and refuse to answer questions. Anything you say may be used against you in the court of law."

"Actually officer." Aubrey said, pushing a reluctant Bert forward. "He also helped in the attempt."

The officer who was stating Rick's rights raised a brow.

"Is this true?" He asked, turning to me. "Was he involved?"

I looked at Bert, taking in his defeated expression.

This honestly made me sad.

But, I would never want them to be involved in something like this again.

"Yes." I said quietly. "He was involved."

The second officer went over to Bert and handcuffed him as well.

"This isn't fair!" Rick yelled. "He was involved too! Arrest him!"

Everyone's attention was now on Garrett who was -surprisingly- calm.

"No he wasn't." Layla said, walking over to Garrett's side. "He was friends with Rick so I asked him to watch Rick, to make sure he wouldn't do something like he did last time."

"Last time?" Hunter asked. "This happened before Luke?"

I pushed myself deeper into Conner's embrace suddenly even more uncomfortable under everyone's gazes.

"Yeah." I told them. "I just didn't say anything because Conner came before he did anything too bad."

"Too bad?!" Sean was asking now. "What did you do?"

Sean was now being held back by Aubrey and Hunter as he tried to get closer to Rick.

Who had the balls to smirk.

"He has an amazing mouth."

Before I understood what was happening I was left on the floor alone and Conner was standing in front of Rick threateningly. Though he was a little shorter than Rick, at that moment he seemed to be nine feet tall.

"Don't you ever," Conner started. "Speak about Luke that way again."

"Or else what?" Rick asked.

"Or else even jail won't be able to keep you away from me."

He came back to me and helped me up, wrapping his arm around me as he led me out of the house.

As we walked away we distantly heard the officer reciting their rights again but I didn't pay much attention.

"Let's get you home." Conner mumbled pulling me towards a car I didn't recognize.

"Wait!" Aubrey yelled, jogging to catch up with us. "We want to take him home."

Conner opened his mouth to reply but was interrupted by Layla.

"It's fine Aubrey," She said. "We would probably tire him out with all our questions anyway. We can talk to him tomorrow."

Aubrey looked unsure but eventually agreed and we walked to our separate cars.

"Oh hey," A guy said once we opened the back door. "I'm Kian, Conner's friend. I'm sure you've heard lots about me."

The other guy -who I quickly assumed was Damien- pulled on to the road, driving down.

Conner and I both stayed silent and Kian quickly caught on.

"Oh," He said his smile dimming. "You didn't talk about me at all."

"Actually he did talk about his two best friends that moved with him from Mississauga." I quickly said, hoping to fix any damage. "Kian and Damien."

Kian's smile returned in full force.

"Well of course he did." He said. "If he mentioned you to us then he must have mentioned us to you."

A blushed seemed to set in to my cheeks while Conner groaned under his breath.

"You talked about me?" I asked.

"Y-yeah," he muttered.

"Aww!" Kian coed, cutting straight through the moment. "You guys are so cute!"

I turned towards the window to try to hide my growing blush the best I could.

I heard another cackle from the front and soon realized that it was Damien.

Though he was no Conner he was still very stoic and hearing him laugh seemed to break the image I had quickly made about him.

Damien took a hand off of the steering wheel to give props to Kian, then returned to his calm state.

"You guys never let up do you?" Conner asked, giving his friends some annoyed stares.

"Nope." Damien answered with a cheeky smirk.