Pain and Love Comes in Many Forms

Chapter Twenty Nine

"I feel like I just attract this sort of thing," I grumble under my breath, fighting against my now tied wrists. I couldn't see anything, a rag or cloth of sorts was tied around my head.

Okay, okay, let me explain.

Japan's not readily known for gang violence, but that doesn't mean there isn't a ton of it. I'm an easy target for all sorts of violence.

-I'm gay, so homophobic people love the thought of choking the life out of me

-I'm not particularly strong, or I look weaker standing next to Jack.

-i think before I act most of the times (unless jack is involved or I'm just feeling sarcastic) so I don't my defend myself well.

-and I have little care for my life. I value others above my own.

So yeah, I was knocked out grabbing something from some store, and now, here I fucking am.

Can't I go a month without some bullshit?

"Stop struggling. Dumb foreigner." A gruff voice snapped. If I couldn't understand Japanese, I'd probably be terrified at his loud words.

"I'm sorry I'm a foreigner who We doesn't want to be here." I mocked, instantly regretting it, being smacked across the face.

"Shut it! Don't know why the boss bothered with you. You are the most unattractive foreigner I've seen here in the past few years."

"Really? You must be blind." A warmer voice laughed.

"Honestly boss, I don't see it."

"Well, you've got the man with the most sex appeal in America! Everyone wants him. Men and women alike."

I snorted, "sure you have the right guy? I didn't have sex appeal."

"You're Ethan King right, the famed actor and singer."

"Pretty sure you've got the wrong dude."

The guy huffed, "I know you're Ethan King."

"Worth a try. What do you want from me?"

"Hey, you go." I heard the grunt leave, his scuffle out of the area. The other guy... the "boss" the. Seemed to direct his attention to me. "Shame he hit your pretty face." Soft, gentle fingers grabbed my face, feeling like sweet poison on my skin.

"The fuck is wrong with you?"

I felt his hot breath on my face, sensing a shiver of disgust down my spine, his voice calm and cold, "I just want pretty things. You're the next thing for my collection."

"I'm not a thing. Fuck off," I growled, kicking my knee up and hitting him in his family jewls.

"You- fuck!"

I was yanked out of the chair I was shoved in and thrown on a soft surface.

Normally, that would make anyone happy, except in this context.

He was going to rape me!

I tired to get off the bed, but he just picked me up and shoved me against the headboard.

Damn it! Why'd I leave Jack's side?

Damn it!

I felt goosebumps crawl up my arms, my body was shaking in fear, unable to do anything.

"You see your situation now, right?" He chuckled, pulling me to my knees. He yanked my right below his lips, his breath curling over my face, "there's no use in fighting."

"Fuck you."

He snorted, "I can't seem to understand English, so I don't hear no."

I was about to growl out something when he pulled me to him and connected our lips. I felt disgusted in so many ways. His lips were acid and he tasted bitter.

I hate this.

I hate this.

I hate this.

I bit his lip and tried to get him away from me.

"Oh, you put up quite the fight. I like a little challenge." I couldn't do anything as he forcibly removed my jeans. He couldn't do anything about my shirt since my hands were tied. "I'll make you feel good."

He went to move down my boxers and I kneed him in the face. Hard. I heard a thump and a groan, left sitting in the bed alone, shaking, trembling with fear. Damn it, why do I do?

I tried to get the restraints off, but I fell short.

No matter what I did, I was still stuck in darkness, unable to move. I didn't even know where I was.

"Help! Oh god, someone help me!" I screamed out in Japanese.

No one came.

"Please! I'm Begging you! Help me!!!"

Nothing happened.

He was eventually going to wake up, and who knows what that monster would do?

I felt something wet build up on my blindfold, slipping under and dripping down my face.

My salty tears started pouring, and I just wanted to go home.

"Help! Please!" I kept screaming and screaming, wanting someone to save me.

I wish I wasn't so pathetic.

I can't even save myself.

This stuff just keeps happening.

Maybe it's a sign.

A sign that I'm nothing.

My voice became hoarse, hardly able to scream out in-between my sobs. I could only shake and shiver, awaiting my fate.

Though, whatever fate had in store showed up, and there was a thundering thud from somewhere nearby.

"Ethan!" A voice shouted.

"J-jack!" I screamed as loud as I could, "h-help!"

I think he broke down whatever door existed, and he saw me, sitting on the bed, then the unconscious guy on the ground.

"Oh thank god you're alright!" He removed my restraints and took the blindfold off.

I had a hard time focusing. My eyes were aching from the sudden light of the room, and I was dizzy. I grabbed jack and hugged him, shaking terribly.

He calmly stroked my hair as what I assumed were police officers took the man on the ground away. I didn't even get a good look at his face.

I just, I wanted to forget I was even in this situation.

I could've been raped again.

I wanted to puke.

"Hey, Hey, I'm here now, everything's okay. I'm sorry I wasn't able to find you sooner," I could hear the guilt in his voice. If I hadn't knocked the guy out, he would've had his way with me, and Jack wouldn't have been able to rescue me.

I'm just glad he's here.

He felt so warm.

I didn't notice the police ask questions, I just, answered in short brief answers, clinging to Jack.

When the police left, jack helped me get my pants on and helped me clean up, being sure we got back to our hotel without separating once.

He helped me take a bath, get changed for bed, and made dinner.

I appreciated him more than words could describe.

"Do you still want to go to Australia? Or should we just head home?"

"I-I don't know. Ask me again in the morning," I say softly.

He cupped my face, "I'm so fucking glad you're okay."

"I'm glad too. Thank you for coming to rescue me. I don't know what would've happened if that monster woke up."

He smiled at me softly, kissing my forehead. A final reassurance.