Don't Fail Me [Boy X Boy]

♡Sixteen♡

Kas P.O.V

I danced with the strange girl for almost half an hour when I remembered Ian was a thing that I liked.

“Hey! Sorry but I have to go!” I yelled over the music was.

“Okay! Call me sometime!” She responded handing me a piece of paper. I wonder if she made it or just had it on hand. Girls are overrated anyway. Definitely not calling her. I tried moving past the teens grinding and rubbing against each other. It was honestly… ehhh disgusting. I swear this is why people get pregnant at 16. I looked around once I reached the bar and I couldn't find Ian. I looked everywhere before I realized the bartender was gone as well. Fuck. Did he get drunk and the bartender seduced him? Fuck fuck fuck! Oh god! Where are they! I searched the whole bar even the bathroom before I ran outside. I heard  something that didn't sound nice almost like muffled screams and I guess something clicked and I ran around behind the bar. I stopped and stared as Ian laid without moving his head to the side looking at me. His eyes open and his cheek swollen and his nose and mouth bleeding. His arms just stretched out to the side with him naked. I hated his face at that point. He looked so pitiful. I was scared but more I was mad. Who did this to my Ian. The guy who saved my life from my father. The guy who welcomed me into his house. The guy I loved. Ian Wednesday the guy I loved to see every day. The guy who I would kill for. I looked at the bartender who was raping my precious Ian. He was violating his precious body. I was furious.

“Hey!” I yelled running to them. The bartender looked up surprised. I knocked him off Ian and was instantly on him. I couldn't control it I was furious. I punched and punched and punched. After seconds it got bloody. People started rushing outside and the owner called the police. Someone put a jacket covering Ian so nothing was showing but I didn't care anymore. The only thing that mattered was me and this guy. I stopped punching and breathed heavily as I stared down at my victim. His nose was bleeding badly and his mouth was also bleeding and some of his teeth missing. He groaned and smiled? I don't know what's wrong with this guy but he must be mental. You could hear the sirens get louder as the cops neared. They soon arrived with ambulances and climbed out if their vehicles. Some of them rushed to Ian and before the cops reached me. The bartender smiled and a sudden pain rushed through my side. I looked down and saw him holding a box cutter to my side. I grabbed his hand and ripped the box cutter from my side and his hand. I raised it above my head and brought it down sharply. He tried to turn away and instead of his heart where I was aiming I stabbed him in his shoulder. I was quickly pulled off of the bartender by the police. The EMT’s quickly ran to the bartender and put him on a stretcher. I was cuffed and asked to please sit in the police car as they started the crowd control. After most the people had left the scene a cop returned and entered the car. As we drove to the station he started asking me useless unnecessary questions.

“So… why'd you do it?” He questioned

“I was protecting my best friend. He was being raped and I got stabbed for it! Now I'm being arrested!” I lashed out angrily

“Calm down I doubt it hit anything you seem fine. Besides there's a medic at the station who will patch you up then you will go into a holding cell until you're ready for questioning.” He responded calmly.

“Why do I have to go into questioning?” I asked harshly

“Because you stabbed a man and it looked like you were going to kill him.” He answered once again way to calmly. He was being so calm it aggravated me.

“I was just mad… I really liked Ian.” I sighed