Depths of the Mind [MalexMale] (ON HOLD)

Chapter [10]: My New Sex Buddy

A/N: Just a warning.. you won't like this. I'm serious. :-( But sadly, it is what it is. I need you to be strong. Viola won't get away with this, 'kay? I'll make sure of it. And apparently, after Wattpad, this chapter is rated R. Yeaaa. Well. Hold your horses.

Also huge thanks for IvyLyons for urging me to sit on my ass and start writing already. As I said before, I am a lazy biatch. 

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(Michael's POV)

''You, tough guy. See that teen? Grab him and take him to his room which is.. Just grab him!'' Sullivan snapped while I pulled out the syringe from my arm and tossed it to the ground. I gave him an enraged look, to which he simply smirked.

That little shit! He just sedated me!

But as I was cussing at Sullivan in my head, the man near him started to make his way closer to us, his look expressionless. I balled my palms in fists. The hell with Sullivan. The hell with everyone. I won't let them take Isaac. Over my dead body.

But why was I starting to feel.. funny all of a sudden?

Oh, right. The sedative.

I gave the man in front of me a look which basically said that if he tried something, I will rip his head off. He didn't even flinch. Why would he? He was working here. He was used with things much worse than me looking at him threateningly. ''No you don't, you fucking-''

But he only gave me a boring look and them pushed me aside. It wasn't even a hard push but I lost my balance. It was like my legs didn't want to listen to me anymore. I found myself falling, noticing the man easily passing me.

Goddammit!

''Here, here I've got you.'' Two warm hands grabbed my arm and steadied me, and I looked to the side and saw Viola. She gave me a warm smile, probably expecting my gratefulness for it, but I couldn't care less.

Cries erupted behind me, and I quickly looked in their direction to see the man's arms wrapped in a death grip around Isaac, probably because he tried to run. Anger rose inside me as I saw Isaac's pained expression, most likely because Isaac was struggling and he was not in the mood to put up with that.

He was hurting him. I felt a sudden urge to kill the bastard.

''Stop struggling.'' The man said with an exasperate sigh, frustration clear on his face, as he dragged Isaac with him. The second he had Isaac near me, his expression changed. He looked at me frantically, begging me to help him, despair sprawled all over his face. I felt a pang in my heart as I looked at those frightened eyes. I said we were returning home after this. I fucking promised!

That thought alone was enough to fell my muscles tense. I tried to snatch my arm because all this time, Viola was still holding it. I tried not to peeve myself because all my gestures were slower, lacking precision. I found it hard to even struggle properly! She noticed I was having a hard time, but instead of letting me go, her grip around my arm only tightened. Frustrated crawled on my face.

''Let go of me! What are you-''

''You'll fall again Mikey. Stay here with me.'' She said softly and I scowled at her. Wait. Mikey? What's with the nickname? I hate it. Someone called me that when I was in highschool. I beat him up. The next thing I know is that I'm hiding in lockers because the prick had an older brother. Yay for me and my manliness.

Why am I thinking about useless stuff?

''Michael!'' Isaac yelled in pure agony, but when I looked in his direction he was gone. I couldn't see him, only the large man's back as he dragged him on the hallway.