(Old) Theuton || The Pals Fanfic

15- :)

||TW|| Rape, blOod, sex trafficking 

Elijah's POV

My eyes fluttered open. I expected to be tied up in the basement again, but instead I was in a forest. Although it wasn't a normal forest. The grass was light blue and the trees were reversed. I moved and heard a jingle. I looked at myself. I was in an orange and turquoise jester-like outfit. There were bells at the ends of my sleeves, pants, and shoes. My body felt different, nothing hurt. My hands looked like they were made of wood. Like a doll.

I stood up and leaned on a tree. Where am I? Am I dead? I heard voices in the distance. I walked towards them.

"Where is he?!" Someone yelled.

"Shush! I'm driving!" Another person said. I peered around a tree. A strange blue mist floated about 4 feet off the ground. A vague image of a person rose out of it.

Next to the mist was a boy with light blue winds and black hair. They kept rambling on to the mist.

"What if we can't find him, Denis!?" The winged boy called. Denis? I stepped forward a bit to get a better look at the mist, only to step on a stick. I snapped and the winged boy turned to me.

"Sk-! Sketch? You look a bit..different." The boy raised an eyebrow. He looked familiar.

"Sketch?" I looked around to see if he was talking to someone else.

"Yeah. That's...your name. Did you dye your hair or something?" The boy tilted his head. My hair was still dirty blonde. I shook my head. The boy stared at me for a few seconds until his eyes grew wide.

"Elijah?" He asked. I nodded. The mist moved a bit.

"What are you doing?" The mist spoke up. The voice sounded like Denis.

"Uhm. You might wanna see this," The boy stepped towards me. "What happened to you in the past.... 2 minutes?"

"Uhm. Oh...my dad slammed my head into a counter. The last thing I remember was falling to the ground and passing out. Then I woke up here." The boy looked shocked.

I was about to ask where I was until I felt a sharp pain in my stomach. I hunched over and yelled in pain. The boy's eyes got even wider.

"Elijah! Listen, you need to wake up." The boy explained. I looked up at him confused. I listened to him and felt myself waking up. The pain got worse.

I was tied to the pole, laying on my back. Dad held a bloody knife. His eyes were wide and he had an eerie smile. The cloth was wrapped around my mouth again. I didn't even have the strength to yell. My head bobbed as I drifted in and out of consciousness.

"Do you think I'll make more money from sex trafficking? Or selling your organs?" Dad laughed. He's a psychopath. There was a long cut down my torso. Dad looked at me and sighed.

"I'll go with sex trafficking. Cause you won't die from that." Dad wrapped bandages around my wound. I laid there silent. I could barely take this anymore. Dad leaned down and kissed my forehead.

When he sat up again, he whipped away some blood from his lip. He stood and left. I felt tired again and passed out.

I was back in the upside-down world. The winged boy held out his hand and helped me up. I finally remembered him. Braden. Sub and I were in the same classroom as him when he was shot. I felt like crying.

"I-" Braden started. I quickly hugged him. He hugged me back.

"Braden? Is it really you?" I asked in between sniffles. He nodded and let go of me.

"I'm trying to help you. Your dad is going to bring you out to the car. Don't fight back. He'll bring you to the airport. Denis will be waiting there at gate 5. You have to try to lose your Dad and get there. Got that?" Braden explained. I nodded. He smiled a little and I felt myself waking up. Dad sat next to me again.

"Get up. Now." He demanded. My hands were untied and I had all new clothes. My head was bandaged as well. I wearily sat up. Dad grabbed my arm and yanked me up off the ground. The sudden movement made me light-headed. He pulled me upstairs and out to the car. As Braden said, I didn't fight back.

Dad put me in the car and got in the driver's seat. He started driving. Every now and then he'd put his hand on my leg. It made me shiver. We got to an airport.

Dad got out and pulled me out of the car. I looked around for gate 5. It was down farther. Dad gave me a backpack. He grabbed a suitcase from the trunk. A man came over and Dad gave him the keys. Dad went up to the desk. He kept glancing at me. I needed to wait for the right time to run. 

He pulled me into the airport. We went through a crowd of people. Now's my chance. I yanked my hand away and ran towards the door. Dad grabbed the backpack. I quickly took it off and continued running.

I dodged people and ran out towards the street. I saw Denis, Ethan, and Sub. I ran towards them. I engulfed Ethan in a hug. Sub joined too. Denis looked around for my dad. Dad ran up to the car. He stared at me then at Denis.

"Elijah. Come here. Now." Dad demanded. I shook my head and buried my face in Ethan's chest. Dad clenched his fists and lunged at me, Ethan, and Sub. Denis shoved him to the ground.

"What the hell is wrong with you?!" Denis yelled. Dad stood and went to attack Denis, but Denis punched him in the face instead. A few police officers ran over. One stood in front of Denis to calm him down. Another went over to Dad.

"That man abducted and raped his son! He belongs in prison!" Denis called. Dad scoffed and the police officer turned to me.

"Is this true?" She asked. I nodded.

"He brought me here for sex trafficking," I mumbled. The officer in front of Denis turned to Dad, handcuffed him, and took him away.

"Eric Best. You are charged with abduction, rape, attempted murder, and sex trafficking. You are sentenced to life in prison." The judge called. A smile formed on my face. Dad was taken away by two officers. I hugged Ethan as tears fell from my eyes. It's over. I can be happy now.

Denis's POV

Ethan and Elijah walked into the house smiling.

"I'm guessing it went well," Alex said. Ethan nodded.

"He got life in prison!" Elijah cheered. It's been 2 weeks. Elijah is slowly getting back to normal. I also figured out that he can go to Theuton as well now. I've helped him understand the world more. Things are starting to look up for us.