Love isn't bad.

Chapter 17

It was quite an early morning in Liverpool England and Paul was walking on the sidewalks aside from the park that was next by. He breathed in the fresh air and looked at the others. John was at home in bed still asleep so Paul was bored and chose to take a walk. He decided to go the park and walk so he turned to make his way through an alley which was a shortcut to the park. He was whistling as he was walking by. He had wished John had been with him because he was scared walking alone. Paul heard trash cans move. "Hey. Whatcha doing there ?" Some tall 6'2 tall man who had the hugest muscles you'd ever seen came up behind Paul. Paul tried not to look up at him. "I'm just walking to the store." "Oh. Not a fine lad like you should be out here alone. I can help take care of that." "No actually I'm fine." The man got furious. "I don't get rejected." "I'm sorry sir, but I don't insist. I have a boyfriend at home." The man got wide eyes. "Boyfriend? I can help you change your mind." Paul shook his head, gulping. "I'm fine, sir. I'll pass." He started trying to walk away as the man stopped him. Paul was puzzled. "Sorry?" "You heard me. On your knees." Paul once again shook his head. "Please no." The man pushed Paul down onto his knees. He started unbuckling his pants and pushing them down. All of a sudden, his erection emerged. Paul stared at it and got scared. "What are you wanting me to do, sir? I just need to go." Paul tried getting up again but this man had harshly pushed him down again. "Suck." Paul started breathing hard. "Suck it!" The man pushed Paul's head onto his erection and Paul bobbed his head back and forth crying. ~To John~ John had just woken up from his slumber and got dressed noticing Paul wasn't in bed. "Paulie?!" John yelled looking around for Paul and noticed that he was gone. "What the fuck?" John was confused because Paul had always been back by the time that he had woken so this wasn't normal. John shrugged his shoulders and went to brush his teeth. "Now I'm starting to get worried." John said to himself aloud. He thought of places that Paul could've been. And ah ha ! The park. He knew the only place Paul would've went was is to the park because he knew how much Paul desired taking walks around the park. John sat for a quick moment and got up. He grabbed his leather jacket and cigarettes and left. ~back to paul~ the man was trying to force Paul's pants off his legs but Paul wasn't having it. "Please don't do this sir. Please. I beg of you." "You can't refuse this, boy." He stuck out his erection for Paul to see clearly. Paul's tears came rushing down his face as he realized what was about to go down. This man had finally got Paul's pants off his legs and smiled. "There we go. Look at those sexy legs you have there." The man started to caress Paul's legs as Paul was tensing up. The man started kissing Paul's legs up and down them and got to Paul's face. He caressed Paul's checks noticing the tears. "No worries, little one. You will be just fine. Don't you worry about anything. Just relax." Paul didn't want this. "Help!" Paul started to yell and the man put his hand over his mouth quickly. "Don't do this, pretty boy. I'm doing you a favor." ~to John~ John was walking around the park asking if they had seen Paul. No one had replied with a yes which was more and more upsetting the more no's he had received. He keep walking and walking until he heard trash cans move harshly. "What The fuck is that?!?" John said. He walked towards it with a angry face. "What the hell is going on?" He yelled as he seen a man thrusting. "Shouldn't you be having sex somewhere else in private?" Paul heard johns voice. "John!" John had heard Paul. "Paul??" He looked more behind the trash cans to see that the man had been fucking Paul. John went toward the man and punched him. He slammed him on the ground and started punching hard. "What the fuck! You sick pervert!" Paul got his pants on and tried helping John. "John. Let's go. Let's get out of here." John wasn't listening. He kept punching as hard as he could until this man passed out. "Bastard." John kicked the man in his face and took off with Paul. "Paul. Are you okay baby??" He noticed Paul had been crying which made John want to cry so hard. "Baby. I'm so sorry. I got you." Paul cried. "It hurts to walk." "How hard did that sick fuck go!?" "Too hard." John got angry again. "Here." John picked up Paul bridal style and took him home. "Paul. I will take care of you. Don't go anywhere unless I am with you. Do you hear me?" Paul nodded. John kissed Paul. "I love you and I don't want you to get hurt or treated like that ever again and I will do anything now to protect you and never let you go. You will be safe with me, Paul." Paul hugged John. "I love you John." Paul wrapped his arms around johns neck crying. "It hurts. I didn't want this. I only want you." John rubbed Paul's back. "It's okay baby. It's okay. Don't worry. I'm here." Paul was yawning and had dark circles under his eyes which Paul noticed. "You need sleep Paul." John picked up Paul again and took him upstairs and laid him down onto the bed in his room. He kissed Paul and laid next to him caressing his hair softly. "I will always love you."