Tear In My Heart- SeaChaos

Chapter 12

Adam sped through the streets, his driving erratic as he took turns and twist quickly. He was desperate to get to his Chilly Willy before he was too mentally scared.

After what seemed like forever, but was actually only 20 minutes, Adam screeched onto a deserted road. He slowed the car down, not wanting to draw too much attention in case this is where Max took Chilled. He wanted to at least have the element of surprise on his side.

When he finally pulled up to the building, he could just tell that Max was here. There was a car parked slightly in the trees, so you wouldn't catch it right away if you weren't looking. But Adam's eyes were like a hawks, so he glanced upon it quickly before moving on.

Adam stopped and turned off the engine, scrambling out and opening the back door. He took a small pistol and a knife out of the back seat. Shutting the car doors behind him quietly, Adam put the knife in his boot but held onto the gun as he stealthily walked towards the back of the old building.

A gleam of a window caught the corner of his eye, so he peaked in. What he saw made his blood run cold, then start to boil right after.

His poor Anthony was sobbing, as blood ran down his legs at what seemed like a rapid pace. Anthony was placed far away from the window, so Adam had to squint to see exactly what was inside. He saw the bruises and black eye, and took notice of an item sticking out of Chilled.

"That's it." Adam growled, taking the knife out of his boot, starting to pry open the window. He couldn't wait any longer. He needed to help Anthony, and he needed to help him NOW.

Chilled's sobs cut off abruptly when he heard a scratching at the window. His head whipped up, and what he saw made him cry out again. Either he was imagining things, or Adam was standing outside, trying to break in.

Adam had a look of concentration on his face. "Come on, stupid thing." He muttered, before he heard a successful 'pop' sound. He pushed against the window, the screen plopping onto the ground of the basement floor. The sound echoed, and Adam flinched, hoping Max didn't hear it.

Adam didn't waste anytime though as he dropped through the window, running over to Chilled.

"Oh my god Anthony. I'm so sorry I didn't get here sooner. I'll get you out." Adam whispered quickly, reaching behind Anthony and slowly pulling out the toy, cringing as Anthony let out a whine.

Anthony whimpered as the toy was removed, but felt relief at not having his senses assaulted. The cock ring was removed next, and the Italian felt that he could finally breath. He still felt horrible, and his ass hurt like a bitch.

Chilled then realized that Adam was ACTUALLY here, and started to freak out.

"Adam, you need to go! Like, now!" He said desperately, looking back and forth between Adam and the door to make sure Max hasn't returned yet.

"I'm NOT leaving without you, Anthony." Adam said sternly, using the knife to start to cut away to ropes around Anthony's ankles.

"I'm serious Adam. Go! Before Max gets-" The Italian was cut off as the door opened, said man walking into the room whistling.

"Before Max gets what?... Oh. I see." Max said with a hint of anger in his voice, his eyes darkening at seeing Adam.

"Don't you dare lay a hand on him." Adam threatened, waving his knife in the air.

"And what are you gunna do about it? Kill me? In front of poor Chilled? You know that would crush him more than anything I could ever do to him."

Adam's fists clenched at his side, knowing the Mexican was right.... To an extent.

"Doesn't mean I can't tie you up, and get Anthony out of here, and come back for your ass."

Max smiled sweetly. "Oh really now?"

"Yes, really."

The Italian glanced behind Adam, and saw somebody stalking up behind him with a shovel in their hand.

"Adam!" He called out desperately, hoping he wasn't too late with his warning.

Adam turned around at the sudden call, but Chilled WAS too late. He felt a heavy sensation in his head as he hit the ground, his vision swimming.

"No. No! NO!" Anthony sobbed, thrashing in his chair as he kicked his now free feet. "No no no! YOU FUCKING BASTARD, NO. ADAM! ADAM!"

Adam let a tear roll down his cheek as he knew that he failed the Italian, and himself. He felt unconsciousness grab a hold of him, and his eyes fluttered closed.

"Hey hey hey. You need to calm down a little, Anthony." Max tsked before turning his attention to the man with the shovel. "Thanks Tyler. You can bring me a chair and some ties for him."

'Tyler' nodded, disappearing.

Chilled just sobbed, shaking his head from side to side, the chair shaking with all of his spastic movement. He lost all hope at this point, crying loudly as he stared at Adam passed out on the ground.

Tyler returned with the requested items in no time, helping Max lift Adam into the chair and tie him down.

Max dusted his hands off, smirking as he turned toward Chilled when he was done with Adam.

"This will be twice as fun now! Enjoy your time, boys. I'll be back~." Max giggled again, skipping out the door.

"Fuck, Adam. I'm so sorry. You shouldn't have even tried." Anthony whispered, tears flowing down his face quickly.