Coffee Shop [C]

Chapter eleven

I didn't change anything.  I just forgot to put a chapter title.

"Where are you going?" Angelo asked as Ryan put his jacket on.

"I just need to go and pick up some things." Ryan said. "I'll be ten minutes I promise." Angelo nodded. "I'm slipping the sign okay? Don't let anyone in."

"I know Ryan. Don't talk to anyone and don't let anyone inside until you come back." Angelo giggled. Ryan nodded, hurrying out the shop. Angelo let out a sigh, walking to lock the door. He gasped as the door was thrown open. "I'm sorry, the shop is closed for lunch." Angelo stated, biting his lip.

"You shouldn't bite your lip." Angelo froze, staring at the man. He recognized the voice. "You can either come with me willingly or I'll beat the shit out of you and then take you."

"Wouldn't th-that be counterproductive?" Angelo asked, attempting to stall till Ryan got back. "I mean you'd be hurting me and shit and I might not be doing what y-you want if you h-hurt me."

"Oh but baby. I know you like pain."

"You're Ronnie." Angelo whimpered.

"Mhm." Ronnie said, pulling a gun from his pants. "You know who I am. I'm so happy." Angelo bit his lip, stepping back from the man. "Stop moving!" Ronnie screamed, glaring at Angelo. "You were mine first but then you have to go and cheat me with that stupid man! You call him daddy when you should be calling me that."

"Please don't hurt me." Angelo whimpered.

"I won't hurt you. Not yet." Ronnie sighed. "Just come now." Angelo slowly walked towards him, whimpering as the man grabbed his arm. "Good boy." Ronnie sighed. He yanked him out the shop to a beaten up van. "Get in the back." Angelo slowly did as told, looking down at the sidewalk. His eyes widened at the sight of Ryan walking back.

"Ryan!" Angelo called as he attempted to run to him. He let out a sharp gasp, his eyes wide as pain shot up his leg. He fell to his knees, letting out a small whimper.

"You shouldn't have ran." Ronnie growled as he dragged Angelo into the van. Angelo whimpered as his face hit the dirty, carpeted van floor.

~~

"What do you mean Ronnie got him?!" Chris yelled, slamming his fist down on the table. "Why the hell did you leave him alone?!"

"I have other clients Chris! I was supposed to be watching this kid Ricky also! I was just gone for ten minutes! It's a three minute walk there. Check on the kid. Three minute walk back. Simple." Ryan sighed, running a hand through his hair.

"Where the hell could he have taken him?"

"I don't know. I called the police." Ryan sighed. "Told them everything and gave them your phone number. I went and checked on his mother before coming here. She's okay, hasn't had any visitors today."

"Good." Chris sighed. "Call Devin, I know he's not in town but he can find the places Radke owns and would possibly take Angelo. We have to find him before he rapes him."

"He's a virgin right?" Ryan asked. Chris slowly nodded, closing his eyes. "Shit." Ryan walked out the room, calling Devin.

~~

"I brought you some food." Ronnie spoke as he sat a plate of eggs on the nightstand. Angelo simply glared at him, tugging on his handcuffed hands.

"I can't eat, and I'm not really hungry." Angelo grumbled. He moved, curling next to the headboard. "I just want to go home."

"I can't let you go home. If I do then you'll just go and cheat on me again." Ronnie growled. He took a deep breath, slowly letting it out. "How does your leg feel?"

"Like shit." Angelo grumbled. He gasped as Ronnie slapped him.

"Don't cuss. It's not a good thing. Makes you sound stupid." Ronnie stated. He sat next to Angelo, grabbing the plate. He took the fork, stabbing a piece of egg and bringing it to Angelo's lips.

"I told you I'm not hungry. I can eat later." Ronnie sighed, setting the plate on the counter. "I'm tired. Can I sleep?"

"Sure. Let me check on your leg though." Angelo frowned, pulling his legs tighter to his body. "Come on." Ronnie growled, yanking on Angelo's hurt leg. Angelo let out a loud cry of pain, tears falling down his cheeks. "I'm sorry. Sorry sorry sorry." Ronnie bit his lip, letting out of Angelo. "Just let me look at it. I have to see if it's still bleeding then clean it."

"Just only touch there okay?" Ronnie nodded. Angelo let Ronnie roll his pants leg up. He looked away from the wound, more tears falling down his face.

"I have a friend that can take the bullet out later." Angelo's eyes widened. "It'll be okay babe. I'm sorry I had to shoot you." Ronnie sighed. "You shouldn't have tried to run though. I'll be right back." Ronnie left, coming back with a first aid kit. He took out some gauze, wrapping it around Angelo's leg.

"That hurts." Angelo whined. Ronnie shrugged, standing up.

"I'm leaving. I'll be back in the morning. If you get hungry tonight you can eat your food." Ronnie said, pointing at the eggs. Angelo's eyes widened as Ronnie turned the light off. "I know you don't really like the dark but you did try to run earlier. Why would you try to run? You love me." Ronnie left the room, closing the door.

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"He owns three properties. All of which couldn't safely Angelo." Devin spoke. They were currently skyping, making Devin completely annoyed. "Kylie, we talking about that." Devin sighed, looking up at his girlfriend. "I'm working."

"Devin, you shouldn't be talking with us. All we needed was the locations." Chris sighed.

"No no no. I think he might be kept in the woods somewhere. Ronnie isn't from Pennsylvania, and must have moved there to follow Angelo." Devin sighed. He tilted his head back, smirking at his girlfriend. "I did digging on Ronnie, and he was stalking Angelo since he was sixteen. You're boyfriend has amazing myspace pictures by the way."

"Can you not jack off to pictures of Angelo?" Chris groaned. "Kylie we all know what you're doing."

"And she knows that." Devin grunted. "Check the cabins. He has a history of violence, and sexual assault." Devin whispered the last part.

"He's a virgin." Chris whispered.

"If he gets raped..." Devin trailed off, gripping Kylie's wrist. "Kylie, we're going to Scranton." Devin stated. Kylie nodded, stepping out the frame. "We'll find him Chris." Devin said before hanging up the skype call.

"It's my fault. I knew I shouldn't have let him go today. I should have at least gone with him." Chris whimpered. He covered his mouth, closing his eyes. "This is my fault."

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