Shattered

Chapter 4

-Ryder POV-

Something about Theo interested me. Maybe it was uniqueness his name, or possibly I just wanted to help him, assuming he needed it after seeing the marks. However, I knew I wanted him to stay. At least until I solve this strange feeling building inside me.

-No POV-

"Let'ts talk, Theo." Ryder said firmly.

Theo nodded his head, acknowledging Ryder.

"I want you to stay here for a while. Since I saved you, I believe you owe me something in return?" Ryder said with a smirk plastered on his face while observing Theo's priceless reaction.

"I can't do that. I'm thankful that you saved me but....I-I have to get back home." Theo replied with his head down.

'I stuttered... dammit.' Theo immediately thought.

Theo was freaking out, clearly more anxious than before, trying to find a way out of this. He knew that if he didn't return home, he would be punished, and severely at that. It hurt and was traumatizing for him. He finally glanced up to see Ryder staring at him.

"Stay." Ryder had ordered it this time. He didn't have time to be nice.

"I-I'm sorry, sir." Theo barely managed to say. "I really don't think I'll be able to stay. After all, I have a family waiting for me back at home." Lying to the much taller male. With an average person that lived a normal life, Ryder wouldn't have believed the whole family crap. But with Theo, it was a different story. Considering not having that luxury, he was forced to fend for himself while growing up.

When Theo needed a way to get out of a more cruel punishment than the last, he lied. For example, when Theo was seen talking with someone on the streets (who was actually from his school), he needed to make up a story about the person by saying that the person was simply asking for directions rather than asking to hang out. His father would return him with a lesser punishment than what it would've been; being more satisfied with Theo's answer.

But in the present time, Ryder wasn't exactly happy with Theo's answer. He couldn't see through Theo's perfect poker face.

"My father, he's sick and I'm the only one there to take care of him." Theo was sure this would work.

"I understand, you may take your leave now." Ryder reluctantly said with a dull expression and decided to let this feeling linger on until they disappeared.

Theo thanked Ryder before grabbing his belongings and rushed out of the enormous mansion. Theo was sprinting as fast as his small body could take him, not noticing that he was being followed by a certain burgundy haired man. Ryder could not get over this feeling that Theo wasn't telling the whole truth and needed to know it. So he followed the dirty-blond all the way to his home.

-Theo's POV-

I rushed towards the front door and opened it gingerly. It was late so Sebastion should be asleep, or so I thought. I tip-toed to the kitchen, believing I was safe for the time being until I felt someone's hands grasp around my thin waist. I struggled to get away but I was too weak and frail, ending up being thrown onto the uncomfortable couch. I kept struggling to push Sebastion off me.

But he wouldn't stop there, the alcohol scented man had already ripped off any trace of my clothes, leaving my nude body floundering on the old cushions. All my scars and bruises visible. Sebastian then flipped onto my knees and bare chest, forcing my legs to pull apart with my knees place on both sides of the couch, flashing my butt into the air. I noticed him hurridly undoing the metal part of his black belt, sliding down of his pants and shifting out of his boxers. And there it was, the very thing that had been violently thrusting inside me for years, was flinging in an upward position before being lightly stroked by the evil man that possessed it.

I began to cry as he put the tip of his penis in the entrance of my already bruised hole. I knew it would hurt (as usual), so I tried to kick him away again and pleaded for him to stop. Instead, he grabbed my ripped shirt and used it to tie my hands and taking my underwear to gag me. I was powerless. I braced myself for the painfulness of him penetrating me, but it never came. The door was being knocked down, revealing a tall silhouette panting heavily like a dog. It was Ryder.

He stormed over towards me and threw Sebastion off, beating the crap out of him. With the rest of the strength I had, I lunged myself toward the closest corner of the alcohol-scented room. I sat there and sobbed even harder, cowering in the corner while hiding my face, to the point where I had no tears left. Ryder then walked over to me when he was finished and draped his warmed jacket over my shoulders.

With a hand on my back and the other behind my knees, he lifted me into the warmth of his bloodstained arms. It was obvious that was extremely upset and would question me later on. He tenderly placed me in the leather seat of his car before going to his own beside me, into  the driver's seat and drove off.

-Ryder's POV-

I gave in and let Theo leave. He sprinted out of the room after grabbing his stuff. I had this eerie feeling that he wasn't being 100% honest with me so I decided to follow him. Theo was pushing past the few people in his way as he started to head into the worst neighborhood you could live in. He finally stopped in front of one of the houses and slowly opened the door. He walked in as though he were robbing a house and didn't want to be caught. He seemed to be alright  so I was about to drive off until I heard a horrific scream. Without thinking I rushed out the car and bolted towards the broken house that was across the street from where I was at. The closer I got the noise became more clear. Once I reached the door, I kicked it open without a second thought. As I broke the fort down through I saw something that made me want to rip someone's throat out.

Theo was on all fours with his ass up in the air. His hands were tied together with a shirt along with a pair of underwear gagged in his mouth. He was completely naked and covered in scars and bruises. I looked up to see the same drunkard who I had previously saved Theo from was about to penatrate his hole. Theo was sobbing and looked like a prey caught in a trap.

I don't know what overcame me but when I finally snapped back to reality, I threw the man off of Theo. I began to strike the drunkie, hit after hit, until I calmed down and the hairless vermin's face was unnoticeable. There was scarlet blood splattered all over my hands, shirt, and jacket. Once I calmed down, I saw Theo sobbing in the corner while hiding his tear stricken face. He was so fragile.

Just thinking about what that pot belly man had just done to him made my blood boil with pure rage. So many questions were flying through my mind that I needed to ask Theo.

'Who is this hairless scum to you?'

'Why do you have so many wounds on you body?'

'Did this drunkie alone do this to you?'

'How have you been living your life up until now?'

Knowing I had to wait until he calmed down, I carefully walked up to him and placed my jacket over Theo's shivering body before picking him up, once again, bridal style. I gently placed him in the passenger's seat of my car and strapped him in before getting in myself. I quickly drove back to my house wanting to figure out the truth.

The car ride was silent. Theo was still sniffling, I was furious but didn't want to yell at him. When we arrived, I got out of the car and went to Theo's side and tenderly lifted him up. I opened the door with my body before carrying him up the stairs into my room and placed him on the bed while pulling the covers over him, telling Theo to sleep. I then walked to the couch and grabbed a spare blanket, laying myself onto the black cushions.

I was not excited for tomorrow to come, not at all.