Bipolar (Scott x Vincent)

Part Six

Scotts P.O.V
I sprint back into the room with everyone.
"Everyone shut up!" I demand.
"Woah what's up?" Fritz asks.
"I said shut up!!" I scream and run to my computer.
GMSSC
I keep repeating it in my head so I wouldn't forget.
I quickly type into the computer:
'Meaning of GMSSC'
'The GMSSC' is the only thing that came up. I click on the link but it was password protected.
"Fritz get your ass over here!!" I yell. He comes running over.
"You're good at hacking stuff right?!" I ask anxiously.
"Yeah yeah what's wrong?" He asks out of breath for some reason.
"Just get into this website." I demand.
He looks over it. "You need to be an administrator."
"So what?!" I slam my hands down on to the desk. "Get into the website! You can do it lets go!"
"Okay listen!" Fritz yells at me. "You need to explain to me why and what the actual fuck is going on!"
"Th-These...These letters...." I point to the top of the page. "We're on the back of the truck that just took Vincent away."
"Woah woah woah slow down...what?!" Fritz panics. He's terrible in bad situations.
"Just calm down and get into the freaking website!" I snap.
"No.." He breathes heavily. "We need to call the police."
"No!! Fritz!! The guy said that he worked for a classified company and I'm scared okay?! I deserve to know what kind of sick company they're taking my boyfriend to! Now please I'm begging you!! Get into the website!" I almost start to cry.
"Okay...Okay calm down buddy." Fritz bites his lip, starting to do some weird coding stuff.
"Got it." He said after a while. I practically jump out of my chair.
"No close your eyes I'll read it to you...I don't want you to panic." Fritz says calmingly. I sigh and close my eyes.
"Blah blah blah gmssc yeah yeah...." Fritz pauses and it makes me nervous...
"Scott you're not gonna like this..." He starts breathing heavily. "Oh shit oh shit oh shit how could this happen?!"
"What does it stand for?!" I look up as he shuts the computer off.
"Nothing...All you need to know is that we need to get him back." Fritz spoke quietly.
I try to calm myself down but I couldn't...I grab fritz by the front of his shirt and slam him into the wall with all my strength.
"Tell. Me. What. It...Stands for!!" I scream.
"The gay sex slave corporation!!" Fritz finally screams back. "They capture people between the ages of fourteen and twenty four and then auction them off to a bunch of other guys and then the highest bidder gets them and gets to do what ever the fuck they want to them...and they usually end up killing them in the end!"
I slowly let go of fritz...turning around so I wasn't facing him...And for the first time in a while...I started to cry.