Crying Distress (The story of a outrage)

Unexpected

Fil had rented a single hotel room, he only thought to be  three or four days there, while the situation between Deiniol ensued, until the younger boy stated that all was well, that things at home were going to be OK, or when he would like to see to  boy's brown hair, that is so desperate the need to see it and go to home.

On the third day he was about that other than yours, bed reading some messages from his laptop, messages from friends, of the person who most cared about at the moment. Dei, asking as he was, if he was away, if it was still in the city, Fil was honest and replied with the truth, said that he was still in the city and that he needed time to himself, another man asked the address of the place where he was, Fil didn't tell you that, despite how much they insist the boy's brown eyes.

He received a message that he hope never.

"Sorry, my name is Edward, I am the person who has been writing you messages about how beautiful you are, I know I was wrong and made me look like a fool, I feel the inconvenience caused, I am currently going to therapy with the support of my family, returned to take my medication and now see very different things. Actually it was never my intention to be this be annoyed and I have not planned anything against you, you also seem to be a good person that shit was going on with me?. This is my last message, I hope that you have a good and long life. Good bye.

Fil was impressed by this message, did not think that person to write apologies about their behavior, so in this case the best and most educated was to write.

"I am happy that you this best and his family worry you, that now is much better. You have a good life" man fulfilled what he said, the latter had been his last message.

That day after reading that message was very normal, Fil answered some, watching funny videos... I missed your roommate, I missed playing with it, I missed being with him.

"I think that tomorrow I will return home" he thought "tomorrow will be the fourth day, already things should have calmed down"

It was night, Fil wanted to leave his room and having fun in the street, eat something, go to the Mall, of course, that it wasn't the same without Deiniol, but it was better to walk just to remain locked, might go with someone else, but he had no desire to see anyone except...

Fil went to the Mall, he could not help feeling nostalgic, he could not help but remember the  Brown- haired boy  and as they walked looking at clothes and sometimes some strange mannequins, is River to remember things, buy sweets, ate junk food, it distracted a bit, at least came out of that room.

He was returning to that hotel room, on that cold night, walking under the street lights, thinking that lately he had fought with his roommate things unimportant, perhaps if he weren't so stubborn and apologize with the brown-haired boy they could argue less, and ignore all and move forward, soon someone took him by the arm violently and threw him against a dark alleyrounding it up against the wall and asking for a knife against his throat, the cold metal made to stay still to avoid this man to remove it.

A moan could be heard in the alley, the darkness was all that surrounded him, there weren't people by those sides at that time, some cars passed must occasionally, but from where was Fil, no one could look at anything. Man abruptly pushed it against the wall, the assailant used a horrible clown mask, he looked down and he closed his eyes don't look that horrible thing, and promptly was turned face to the wall, only blue-eyed man had been able to assume because so little he saw that his attacker was perhaps of his own statureIt felt like putting a bandage on his own eyes, Fil tried to stop him, but he again felt sharp on his throat pressure, so it was quiet again, then it was thrown on the floor, the smell of Earth, feeling as the cold was traveling through the palms of your bare hands, he was face down, with the left side of his face against the ground the smell of dirt filled his nostrils, before they could assimilate their situation, you could feel a weight on it, that man was upon him, taking her wrists over his head, pressing it, crushing it against the ground. Feeling it even more by the obstacle of the band in his eyes and focus on the sense of touch.

Fil twisted, trying to RID, get up, remove that man on it. But it was taken from the hair and impacted the ground with force. His head was in pain, did not dare to cry or complain again, he try to stop his movements. The next he was thrown on the floor, the smell of Earth, feeling as the cold was traveling through the palms of your bare hands, he was upside down, with the left side of his face to the ground, the smell of dirt filled his nostrils, before they could assimilate their situation, you could feel a weight on it, that man was on thetaking her wrists over her head, pressing it, crushing it against the ground. Feeling it even more by the obstacle of the band in their eyes and focus on the sense of touch

Fil twisted, trying to RID, get up, remove that man on it. But it was taken from the hair and impacted the ground with force. His head was in pain, did not dare to cry or complain again, I try to stop his movements. The next time could be stabbed or crashed into the ground.

"Please, don't hurt me" he said feeling his dry mouth, like a whisper, "take what you want, but let me go"

That person began breathing very close to your neck, Fil alarms lit up, he could not help shaking pathetically to sense something terribly wrong about that guy.

-No, please not - said Fil, interrupting the activity and earning for this reason be subjected hair, whipping his head on the ground again, the masked take this to tie his hands behind his back with the help of the belt of the boy who was afraid.

The small black movie had never experienced so much fear is his life, nothing was comparable to this feeling of uncertainty; know that it were tied together, but his body could not answer him well, either by the panic or the blows he had received. He hated to experience pain, even was frightened when Dei gave him a sharp blow, or wanted to give him a slap while they were playing, I could not avoid complaining sharply like a girl.

Fil had the left side of his face to the ground, he was afraid what did the man who press him with his body, was vulnerable, their hopes began to die, he was at the mercy of that crazy damn man that could do what he would like and no one, absolutely no one could help him at that time.

Panic, panic was what swept his body when he felt those movements that someone makes when the closure is falling that man was moved over him, touching his thigh through his pants, then trying to remove it.

-Please said with the broken voice -... - don't hurt me, let me go. -Taking some air - I will not say anything to anyone, please.

Fil head was pressed against the ground, avoiding that it could move the man you under pants and sharply separated her legs, hurting him and it positions including, Fil was able to hear how the other person might get off pants, also as he played the private area which was very well hidden by his pants, then without any consideration, without lubrication that man began to penetrate it.

Fil was crying, pain that was causing that strange was killing it, violence, it was simply an act of absurd violence, tears steaming band, not had freedom cry for fear that his pain became worse, his body was scrubbing against the filthy soil, his wrists were hurting the belt, he wanted all ended quickly. His mind was a real chaos.

Does not know how long step, but it could realize when his assailant had finished his business, the warm essence invading without permission your body, so much fear and loathing, even attempt to get away, but it simply was a futile attempt, he could hear strong geminated caught in the throat of that being, that at no time he spoke. The blindfolded young body convulsing slightly, feeling that man still on top of it, inside it, then suddenly this person stood up, clothes, settled as he could hear.

His hands were freed from the belt, also the band was withdrawn, Fil shrugged about himself on the floor, trying to get his pants awkwardly, sobbing with his eyes closed. He heard the footsteps that moved away, leaving him sobbing in that alley.

*Chapter dedicated to my followers and anyone to read this story.