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Just a walk.

It was just supposed to be a quick and quiet walk home but the night had something different planned for little fourteen year old Luke Hemmings.

He was walking his usual route when he took a wrong turn and ended up near some ally he's never seen before.

Fast steps and scared minds was what he felt as he walked past the alley that he'd soon have to past through in order to get home, there wasn't any other way to get home that he could see.

Stepping into the cold darkness of the long straight alley that smelt of garbage, urine, and another unknown smell something didn't feel right, something wasn't right.

'Hey there little boy, long way from home aren't we?' This man asked stepping out of the shadows and scaring Luke.

Luke just ignored the man and continued to walk but that's when another man showed and then another came out until there were four in total, each surrounding Luke until he couldn't walk anymore.

'Why off so quick little boy.' One man with a skull bandana around his neck and some tattoo on his face said and Luke just tried to back away but bumped into another man.

Closing in.

They walked up to him and Luke was scared out of his mind, not knowing what was gonna happen to him, he didn't have anywhere to go.

Walls.

Soon they backed him into the wall and all four men had stood in front of him, taunting, laughing, joking as if it was so funny.

Rips.

Soon clothes were being torn and a small little boy was exposed to the cold, skin shivering, goosebumps forming.

Turns.

Bodies were being pushed up against another in a mass of forced entries and forced pleasure.

Tears.

The tears had started and they poured, they poured during the whole thing but that just made them happier, it made it more exciting for them as if they were accomplishing something.

Waste.

After they had their fix they zipped up and walked away with a smile on their faces and guilt no where to be seen.

Luke lies there motionless, cold, hurt, and sore as he cried silent tears.

Hoping, praying, wishing he was home, or dead.

Soon though he was being picked up and carried, probably another ready for round two or perhaps a different ready for a new. Either way Luke didn't open his eyes but only readied himself but when nothing came he was confused.

'It's okay, you're safe now.' A man said as Luke was being placed down and that's when Luke jolted up and ready to run not ready for more.

'Hey, hey, hey it's okay i'm not gonna hurt you.' The green eyed jet black haired man said as Luke looked him in the eyes still shaken from past events.

'P-please.' Luke muttered the first word of the night.

'It's okay.' The man said as he held Luke trying to sooth him.

He didn't hold him in an inappropriate way or a way he would take advantage of him but, in a loving way, a way that let Luke cry till he physically couldn't anymore and soon fell fast asleep.

When Luke awoke there were new clothes lied out on a small chair and a fresh towels. Getting the hint Luke walked into the bathroom and started the shower setting it to a boiling hot stream and he walked in getting enveloped by the water.

He grabbed a bar of soap and scrubbed.

He scrubbed every inch of his body over and over again making sure not to miss any skin. He scrubbed his hands and arms where they had pinned them by his side and to the wall. He scrubbed his legs where they had forced them apart. He scrubbed his privates, those that were once innocent and untouched now soiled.

Clean.

He had to be clean it was the only thing to do.

He scrubbed so much that he ended up using the whole bar of soap till there was barely anything left.

Getting out if the shower and into the steam filled bathroom he got dressed and headed into the strange and foreign house. He made it to the kitchen where the obviously dyed black head was reading a newspaper and sipping coffee.

'Oh you're awake, and showered.' The man said and Luke didn't say or do anything but sit across from him as the man set a plate of eggs, bacon, toast, and some orange juice in front of him.

'Well eat.' The man laughed and Luke dug in and it was delicious.

'Thank you, who ever you are.' Luke finally said as he finished the plate.

'Michael.' The man said with a small smile as he took the plate away.

'Luke.' He replied.

Although it was a strange and definitely weird situation it was the most safe Luke has felt.

-Hey

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