Chapter 5
PAUL’S POV
It’s been three days since I am here and I can’t take it anymore. He’s abusing me and torturing me and I want it to stop, but he didn’t leave me anything I could kill myself with.
Now he wants to fuck me again. It’s the third time today and the seventh since I am here. Yesterday was the worst day of my life. But he’s working hard to make today worse.
His cock is making my asshole bleeding, I can feel it. I feel so disgusted and he’s hurting me bad. He gives a painfully thrust and I scream like a bird. He hits me on the cheek, but before I can realize it, the door opens.
“GET AWAY OF HIM, YOU FUCKIN’ BASTARD!”
He turns around, surprised. In the room there’s a shocked John Lennon. I haven’t ever loved him so much as now. Near him there are the police. John starts to hit him and punch him.
“WHAT DID YOU DO, YOU BASTARD!”
“Stop Mr. Lennon!”
John runs towards me.
“Paul, Paul… oh my God, what did he do?”
He gently strokes my hair. He’s crying. He kisses me on the forehead.
“John… I love you.”
“I love you too, Paulie. I was so worried… I love you.”
The police gently takes me and carries me on a cop. I lay on the back seats with my head in John’s lap. He’s gently stroking my head. I feel very tired. I close my eyes and fall asleep in his arms.