Dylan's Pov
I was surprised by Lucas' words when he told me he was buying me a new cellphone. Is that going to become my reward too by doing something with him? or for him? I had enough with my mouth being used for blow jobs. I wanted to throw up when my mind went back to the night I gave Rayson a blow job.
"When did he start whipping you? And where was the scene displayed at?" the policeman asked.
"August, 17. It was in a cottage that he owns."
"Could I see your back? I need know the prove that he did?"
I shot him an angry look, "You don't believe me? on what I just told you? You think I would just make it up?"
"It's there," Lucas replies calmly. How can he be so calm about this? "I seen it."
"No I believe you Dylan cause the hospital reported it but I need pictures of your back and wrists to prove it in court?"
"Your going to take pictures of my back?"
"Yes for prove in court?"
"May I take a break?"
The policeman nods with a smile, "Go right ahead." I got up from the couch and went out the officer's door. I knew coming here was a bad idea. I heard footsteps behind me and I turn to see Lucas coming near me.
"Are you alright?" he asks me, "you ran out of the office pretty quick?"
I look out the window. We were a little ways from the police office, "I don't want him to see my back."
"Wish I could take the pictures for him. It might be easier for you?"
I shake my head, "Thanks but he will still look at the pictures and the court will see it."
"Are you ashamed of your back?"
I look over at him, my eyes holding back anger about the policeman. My face, faces the ground and I nod, "I used to have a nice back and Rayson ruined my back by the whips," I look down at my wrists, "at least my wrists are getting better," they weren't red anymore.
Lucas puts a hand on my shoulder, "Here let me see?" I show him my wrists, "I meant your back?" 'Oh,' I lift my shirt to reveal my back to him. I felt him touch one of the whip marks, "there begining to heal. One of them has already healed. Your back is getting better."
"I still don't want to show him," I put my shirt back down and faced him.
"Dylan would you like to put your uncle in jail? If so then they need prove that he did whip you and abused you. Oh and your knife mark too."
I sat on a bench next to the office door thinking what I should do? I don't want him seeing my back. It's something that I would only show Lucas. Alex saw it by accident damn about that.
Lucas was standing infront of me which made his crotch level with my head. I am not preverted like he is but don't get me wrong I have been thinking about it. I am a neko which means a bottom. Anyway enough about that. I need to know what I want to do. Not get my pictures taken then Rayson won't go to jail without the prove. Get my pictures taken and get him jailed. I look up at Lucas who was looking out the window. He is worried that Rayson will come in the school and take me away. I don't want him to worry like that he doesn't need to be worried like that. I look out the window and made my discison, "Lets do this."
Lucas looks at me, "Do what?"
"The pictures," he seemed to be thinking hard about something.
"Oooh yeah um...well then lets go back in there then?"
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One Damn Cold Night (Boyxboy) is Being Edited and proofread
Teen FictionDylan Arden feels unloved after his mom abandons him to work overseas and makes him live with his uncle in London who sexually abuses him and he feels like he can't get away from him or his evil whip. Losing hope in life he turns to drugs and drinki...