The Nerd and The Jock (Toffee x Rasticore)

Chapter 9

Toffee POV

One week of pure bliss. One week of Heaven. That's how it felt like at school. As for Rasticore, his reputation wasn't ruined because it turned out that half of the team was either gay or bisexual, so he fit right in with the others perfectly. As for me, I was able to socialize with the other student perfectly. Star and I were doing well as friends, and Rasticore came to like her company. Mrs. Rose is slowly getting better and somehow, her vision is slowly returning and she was getting better everyday. 

As I was getting out of school, I had a strange feeling inside my stomach, as if I was feeling nervous. Some one was watching me. And I didn't like it. Rasticore's car was at the mechanic so I had to walk my way home. As I was walking, the butterfly's ceased. I sighed and relaxed as I continued to walk home until I realize...there's a car hiding back at the end of the street. It was black and small, but this one was fast. I couldn't tell who was in the car, but I didn't want to. To be the idiot I am, I began running like a madman. The car then began following me, already near me by a few meters. I panted as I ran into a store. I looked back and continued walking. Five boys got out of the car, looking around, searching for me. And these weren't just any type. These were one of River's boys. Shit. I told him not to call the police. I told him not to bring this up. I began running once more, looking for an exit. There was one far, but I was able to get there just in time. I opened the door and sighed. But, I gasped before being hit in the head hard with a stick. It wasn't enough to get me unconscious, but blood was trickling from my head. The pain made me lose focus as the men toppled over me. I growled and snapped in response, biting into flesh. A yelp came and another hit in my head. "Move boys I got it." A rag was covering my face. It's fumes were as I suspected. I began losing my concious slowly but continued fighting back. My legs and arms were beginning to feel numb, my head was throbbing, as if there was a drum banging in my head repeaditly. My eyes slowly closed as I lost the sight of the world and everything turned black.

My body ache as I woke up after what seemed hours of sleeping. Only new thing was that I was only in my undergarments, chained. "Where am I?" The scene around me was a log cabin, probably far from any social interaction. A chuckle came from the back. I turned around and instantly regretted it. My snout was bleeding, blood dripping onto the ground. "Well, well, well, the snitch has finally woken from his slumber." He kicked me once more, hitting my stomach hard. I flew back and groaned the pain unbearable. He grabbed my hair and yanked my head high. "W-what do you want?" He chuckled. "Nothing much, just for you to rot in this Hell we made for you. River isn't done with you yet." He shook my head rapidly, still pulling from my hair. "And your going to stay here for the rest of your God damn life snitch." He gripped my neck tightly and pulled me up, causing me to choke. "You will live in nothing but pain until we're finished with you." "T-then what will you do?" e chuckled. "Isn't it obvious?" He took out a gun from his back pocket. "We'll kill you. No need for you to live after that now." I gulped, near to tears. "Oh? Crying?" He threw me back to the ground. I coughed as he pulled out a whip. "Now, be a good animal you are and stay still." He threw the small rope down. I gasped and groaned in response of his hitting. I screamed as he continued. The blood spread around me as I slowly fell to the ground, tired and weak of my punishment. "Weakling. Look at you snitch, just a sad being." He spit on me before he left, leaving me broken and hopeless. Where's Rasticore? Did they get him too? 'Where's Rasticore?!" I screamed. No response. I crawled to the wall. seeing a rock, I began hitting the logs, creating an echoing noise to fill the cabin. He returned. Kicking me he screamed. "Stop!" I groaned and glared a tim. "Where's Rasticore?" He gave me a smug smile. "You really think he loved you?" He laughed. "He's forgotten you already." I shook my head. "No! It's not true! Where is he?!" He took out the whip again. "Don't anger me. Shut up." He shook the whip, trying to make me afraid. I tried to stand up, trembling. "I don't care if you whip me, or taze me. But you stay away from him." He smirked and walked away, leaving me standing. He came back with a collar and a remote. He kicked my stomach again and threw me to the ground. He put on the collar and took out his whip. "I'm going to enjoy this very much."

Rasticore POV

"What do you mean he didn't come? Did he go with Star somewhere?" My dad shook his head. "he would've called me." It was getting dark, and I was beginning to freak out. Where did he go? Then, his voice echoed through my head. He's going to kill me. "Dad?" He looked at me worried. "I need to see River immediately." My dad nodded in agreement and took me to his car. We drove quickly to the police station. They allow dos to see River. We now sat across from each other, him in cuffs. "Well, what do you want?" I growled. "Toffee. Where is he?" He threw his hands up, showing his innocence. "Don't go asking me. I haven't talked to my boys for a wile now." "And why would you need to talk to them? Where would they possibly take Toffee?" He thought for a while until he gasped. "The cabin." "Cabin?" "We have all our weapons there." "Are you trying to tell me they'd try to kill him?!" "Yes, they would!" Tears formed in my eyes. "No. They wouldn't." He shrugged. "Well I hate to tell you this, but they aren't high schoolers." "What?" He shook his head. "They are full grown adults that work with me." I shook my head. "No. No. We're dealing with something big now, aren't we?" River nodded and sighed. "I'll help out." "No way in Hell are you leaving here." " And  I know. I did these horrible things to Toffee, and I have to pay somehow. I know where they're located. And what if they see you? They'd kill you on the spot. I'm their boss. I can control them. I know I'll have to come back for the trial and I'll be sent to prison and spend my life behind bars but...it's the only way to save him." I groaned. Should I trust him? But, Toffee could be anywhere now. And only God knows if he's alive. "Fine. How long will it take to get there?" "About two to three days, depending on what car you have." I growled. "Fine. I'm talking to the police and taking you out. We're leaving tomorrow." He nodded and waited for me as I head straight to the officers.

I'm going to find Toffee, and when I do, I'm going to make sure those men burn in Hell.