The Lord of the Library

Chapter Thirty-Eight

PJ opened the door, kinda confused. Palette told him to go to this classroom after school earlier that day at lunch. He said something about  meeting people 'like him' and that he'll get 'help'. PJ didn't think he needed 'help' but just went with it.

"PJ? You're in here?" Blackberry looked up, his violet eyes meeting PJ's own confused pair.

"Um, yes? Pal told me to come here today, so I did." PJ shrugged, looking around. This was the right room, it was the exact room number Palette told him. "What is this..?"

"Oh, yes! He told me you would attend today at lunch!" Black got up and hugged PJ, causing him to lean back slightly, confused. "Don't worry, this is a safe place. Don't worry, you can tell us anything!"

"What? I'm confused..." PJ frowned, pulling away.

"You're being abused? I know it can be hard to talk about it with people, but I know we can get all get better!" Black motioned towards the kids in the room.

"Abused? What do you mean?"

"Sexual, physical, and/or emotional abuse. I'm guessing your lover is the one abusing you." Black stated, looking at the violent hickeys on his neck and the even more messiness of his hair.

"Lover?! No! I don't have a lover!" PJ tried not to cry. He wished he and Fresh were lovers. He didn't love him back, right?

"But Palette told me—"

"He is not my boyfriend!" PJ yelled at him. Black frowned, starting to walk PJ to a couch.

"Just talk to someone here, try to see it..." Blackberry mumbled before leaving to continue to talk to one of the girls.

PJ frowned, just looking around. He saw Cupcake, who was sitting right next to him. He blinked as Cupcake saw him, blinking.

"Oh, hey PJ..." Cup mumbled, waving slightly.

"Heya. Why're you here?" PJ smiled, waving as well.

"Rurik is getting better, he's still pretty abusive, mainly in front of Unfresh, but better... I guess I have to get better, too..." Cup hugged his knees tighter.

"He likes a lot of, well, sex." PJ shrugged.

"What about Fresh? He's the reason you're here right?"

"Yeah, well, Palette probably is scared of him 'abusing' me, but I don't care! I love it!"

"What?! You like what he does? Like, how he is only interested in sex?"

"We're not actually dating, we're just friends with benefits. I am only interested in sex," PJ lied, actually loving Fresh

"Really?!"

"Yeah! I mean, he's sweet during sex. I like knowing if I spread my legs and follow his orders, he'd praise me and give me pleasure!"

"R-Rurik does that, too..."

"Maybe that's why he's mean. If you follow his rules, he'd be nicer!"

"Yeah... maybe..."

"Yeah!" PJ smiled, feeling like he might have helped Cupcake.

Cupcake smiled before getting up to go find Rurik. He was going to be a good boy for his Sir. Paperjam was right! He had to be a good boy for Rurik! For his Sir!

Cupcake gasped, seeing his Sir in the bed. "Sir!~ Do you want sex?~" he called, closing the door. Rurik looked up a him, blushing.

"Baby, what are you doing?" He question as Cupcake climbed onto the bed.