At The Last Moment

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It was Friday evening, two days after Mew had visited Gulf, he was currently in a bar along with Lewis and his friends. They had forced him to come and after few swift kicks in stomach and back, he had relented. He had bad feeling about this but couldn't do anything about it. They had been drinking for a while though Mew made sure not have even a sip. Lewis looked completely wasted and the look in his eyes was scaring Mew.

He made some excuse to leave, "I'll leave now. My brother will be worried."

Lewis said, "Sit down."

"But-"

Lewis shouted, "Don't freaking argue with me."

Reluctantly he sat down again mentally preparing himself for whatever was going to come. He saw Lewis talking to the bartender, who was his friend and they glanced at him while talking about something. This was giving him major disaster vibes. After a while Lewis returned with drinks and gave one to Mew. He was damn sure something was mixed in the drink and he wasn't foolish enough to drink it.

So he pretended to be sick and excused himself to go the washroom. He splashes water on his face and decides to make some excuse and leave immediately and was almost near their table when he heard them talk about him.

"Should we do it? Are you sure?" One of the guy asked.

"It will be fun. He can't even defend himself." Lewis said.

"We can do him in one of the rooms upstairs."

"I'll go first."

"It's not like he's virgin or anything." All of them laughed at that.

Mew quickly ran back to the washroom, shivering from fear. He understood what they meant. No way was he going to let that happen but what should he do. If somehow got out of this tonight, they would do it some other day. He won't be able to escape forever. But he wanted to, he wanted to be free from this. He made a decision right then and there, he just hoped he won't regret it. He took out his phone and called.

"Hello, who is this?"

"G-Gulf."

"Mew?"

"Yes."

"Why did you call?"

"I need your help."

"This again?"

"Please Gulf. I'm scared. Please help me." Mew let out a sob because this was his last hope.

"Mew-"

"I'm sorry I was so cruel to you but please don't leave me here. I need you right now."

"What's going on, Mew?"

"They are going to r-rape me."

"WHERE ARE YOU?"

"Raven Pub."

"Stay right there. I'm coming. Don't cut the call. Keep talking to me."

In less than 15 minutes, Gulf and Pha arrived at the pub and barged inside looking for Mew. He ran traight to the washroom where Mew said he was hiding and felt his blood run cold when he spots 5 boys surrounding him as he keeps crying. There's a bruise forming on his cheek and that send Gulf over the edge.

"GET AWAY FROM HIM."

"Who are you?" Lewis asked.

"Your death." With that said Gulf punched him in face making others gasp in horror.

"Isn't he that rich man?"

"I think so."

"Why are you here, old man?"

"Came back for your boy toy?"

"You can have him after we are done."

"GET LOST." They all scrambled away because Gulf looked scary as hell.

Gulf quickly went over to Mew and picked him in his arms as they came out of the pub. As he made his way to his car he realized Mew had passed out so they decided to take him to the hospital. The trip to the hospital was longest one for Gulf. He felt his heart hammering in his chest. Mew looked so weak and worn out. When they reached the hospital, Mew was taken in for examination and the doctor in charge who happened to be Gulf's father's friend came to see him regarding Mew.

"What happened to him, Gulf?"

"Few kids were about to molest him."

"I think it's more than that."

"What do you mean?"

"He's malnourished. There was lots of bruises on his body and he cuts himself. There are lots of cuts on his thighs. The stress had drained him that's why he fainted. What's going on, Gulf?"

"I don't know but I'll find out. And when I do someone is going to regret it."

Gulf sat there staring at the sleeping form of Mew and felt like crying. How much had his baby suffered? Yet he had turned him away when he had come asking for help. He should have at least tried to find out what was wrong. How could he let him Mew get hurt like this? Why was Mew hurting himself like that? All these questions were driving him crazy. The boy looked so weak lying on the bed that it made his heart ache. What would have happened had he not arrived on time? Had Mew not called him what would have happened? What would have those animals done to him? He didn't even want to think about that possibility.

More than anyone he was angry at himself. This could have been avoided if he had agreed to help Mew last time. When he saw those bruises and scars, he punched the wall so hard, his wrist is still throbbing but the pain is nothing compared to anger he is feeling right now. His Mew must have been in so much pain for God knows how long and he didn't even bother to know.

Those people were going to pay for this, that he would make sure of. He had already asked Pha to get information regarding them by contacting Off since he must know what was going on. He would make sure they regretted messing with his Mew. If there was one thing Gulf did the best, it was protecting the people he loved. No one ever going to hurt Mew again. And those who already did were going to wish they had never crossed paths with him.

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