Chapter 11- Store Problems.

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Brice's POV (FINALLY!!)

Seto and I were walking around Coal's for clothes. Seto was looking around in the cape section (a special made up section just for Seto ^u^) and I was in the pants section.

I wandered around, looking for some nice jeans, but I heard shuffling and muffled cries for help. I peeked around the wall that divided the jeans and shirts and my blood almost burnt my skin with anger.

A man, around his late twenty's,was hugging Seto's small frame from behind. He had one arm around Seto's waist and arms and the other over Seto's mouth. Another man, looking the same age as the other one, was rubbing up and down Seto's sides and grinding his crotch against Seto's. He was only 16, he shouldn't go through this!

Seto was struggling to break free and he had fear in his eyes.

The man grinding against Seto started kissing his neck. Seto's eyes widened and tried to call for help, but came out muffled from the other man's hand. The man looked up from Seto's neck and said, "Oh shut up, you dirty little whore. I know you enjoy it."

"Hey! Get your filthy hands off him!" I snapped. Both men looked in my direction. "Or what?" The man that was grinding against Seto sneered. I swiftly walked over to them and swept Seto behind my back, and the man holding him stepped back. Seto cowered behind me and whimpered.

I had that fierce look in my eyes that told them I wasn't joking. The man that was holding Seto growled and punched me in the shoulder. I growled and kicked him in the uprights. He doubled over and held his crotch.

"Go pick on someone your own size." I snapped. Seto was shorter and scrawnier than the tall and muscular men.

They scowled then stomped away.

I turned around and the fierce look in my eyes was replaced with concern. "Baby are you okay?" I asked. He was crying and he looked scared. "Th-those m-m-men we-re g-g-gon-na do b-bad things t-t-o m-m-m-m-me!" He sobbed and wrapped his arms around me and sobbed into my chest. I pet his hair and cooed him. Why do all the bad things happen to Seto? This poor shattered and broken soul has the worst luck. I just want to help him....

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