Anything For You

Never Giving Up

Chapter One

It was a late Saturday night, Dirk decided to go take a good midnight walk. He just needed some space. To get rid of some stress that was on his back.

That's all he needed. Nothing more.

What he didn't know what these guys. You could call them the 'bad guys' of the town that Dirk absolutely despised. It just so happens this one little night, Dirk had overheard them.

"Yeah. Yeah. That Jake English. What are we going to do about him?" Some guy had said at nearly a whisper, and told to the group of four guys.

"Yeah, and his stupid boyfriend deserves it to," Another person in the gang added, chuckling mischievously.

Dirk was just around the corner. What? How did they even find out about that? He walked out of his spot, wanting to talk some sense into these people.

"Hey," Dirk stopped the people, "Who do you think you're talking about?"

"Faggots like Ja-" He stopped when getting a better look at Dirk, "Wait.. You're the faggot's boyfriend!!" The guy pointed to him, and all the others turned to Dirk, "You know what we do to gays like you?" The leader had taken a step towards Dirk, and Dirk's fist were balled up in a fist, ready to fight.

"No, But I know what happens to the people when they talk about my boyfriend like that," Dirk actually wasn't planning on fighting. He just wanted to scare them. He had made a promise a long time ago, and he wasn't panning on breaking it. Not that day.

"Oh? Really now. Why don't we test that?" An evil grin was plastered upon his face.

"Why don't why we-" Dirk stopped when a fist met his gut. For a second, Dirk couldn't breathe well. The air was knocked out of him. He looked up at him, after getting his breath back, "Bad mistake," He threw his fist to the guy's nose. A deafening crack echoed in the night air.

"You mother-" he started, but was interrupted by another punch thrown by Dirk. They both stood in front of him, "Wow, no one has ever been able to stand up to me like the way you do. Or this much at that." The stranger chuckled evilly. "Boys~" Right then is when Dirk realized he was screwed. His arms were grabbed, and held behind him. He was stuck. "Hold him," The people who were holding Dirk's arms grip got tighter and tighter. The grip was actually starting to get painful. The leader, in which was not holding Dirk, took the free chance to take his turn at the beating of Dirk, "You're going to get hurt baby boy." A punch was swung, and met Dirk's right eye. He kicked his knees, causing them to give out. Dirk tried his best to stay up but had tumbled down. The people had held him up though. A punch was next to Dirk's stomach, this time the people let him fall to his knees. He was held down, making sure he stayed on his knees. All of them continuously kicked him repeatedly. After a few more painful kicks, the pushed him on his stomach, a groan escaped Dirk's lips. He heard the slash of a pocket knife. His eyes widened, and he forced himself up, despising the sharp pain that went through his body. Which he had regretted right away, the guy had slashed at Dirk with the knife, lucky enough this person apparently didn't know how to stab. Cuts were added to his body. Everything. His face, his arms, everything was now a bloody mess. Dirk yelled in agony, the pain shot through his body. The cuts were deeper than ever. Dirk was kicked back on his stomach, where a sharp pain went through his back as the knife cutted him diagonally. The guy knelt down afterwards, and lifted Dirk's head up by yanking on his hair. He stuck the knife to his throat. "Say goodbye, Gay ass." The guy was started to put pressure on Dirk's throat when the sound of police sirens rang in his ears.

"Oh shit," One of the gang members mumbled underneath his breath.

"C'mon y'all! Let's get out of here!" The leader called out, dropping Dirk's hair and they ran away, ditching him.

Dirk groaned, slowly getting up on his feet, before the police could see him. He ran as quickly as he could. (Which now with his beaten up body, wasn't too fast.) He ran all the way home. Dirk was bleeding terribly. His whole body was all bruised up, and it was aching. His back was majorly throbbing.

Although the pain Dirk had was excruciating, that wasn't what was going through Dirk's mind. It was the fact of how he was going to hide all of this from Jake.