The Ones For Him

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Xavier's POV: same day we left off of his POV...

My head was tugged back by my hair, someone else stuffing their disgusting member into my mouth. They groaned above me and I glared darkly at him, biting down as hard as I could to hear him cry out.

"Ahh!"

I spit the disgusting thing on the floor, smirking sarcastically at the sergeant. "Oh, it seems like there's been an accident."

He scowled at me and the guy behind me pulled out of me, tugging my pants up as he yanked me up by my hair and pushed me down on a chair.

I watched the other guy cover himself as Reece was suddenly pushed forward from the crowd. He glanced at me, then told the guy to follow him to the back of the warehouse.

"What a shame, Xavier. You're just hurting your own lovers and you don't even care anymore, wow..."

"If I was given my medication from the very beginning, maybe I would care. Actually, why don't you just kill me now and let them free, hm? You can torture me all you want, I don't care. You can brainwash me or whatever you want so I can be your special soldier. I'll do whatever you want." I moved my head to the side and raised my brows, "Do you need me to prove that I'll do whatever you ask, or what?"

"Do it."

"Do what?" I jutted my chin at the sergeant and glanced at Quincy and the twins, who were still trembling and crying. "Do I need to kill someone?"

"Yes," the sergeant crossed his arms, "Kill someone with the cuffs on you, then I'll think about it."

"Alright."

I swiftly grabbed the guy that had raped me from my right, and pulled him down. I wrapped the chain from the cuffs around his neck, then tugged as hard as I could, pulling his body against me as he struggled to break free. I clenched my jaw and pulled harder, hearing a quiet crack before his body slumped against me.

I scoffed and pushed him off me, looking up at the sergeant. "What, now? Are you going to tell me to kill two more while they're coming at me at the same time?"

The man shook his head and gestured for two men to grab me. "Take him down to his cell."

I was pulled up and I took one more glance at my lovers, looking away as I was pushed to walk forward. The two men took me to my cell and unlocked the cuffs. They closed the door behind me and I sighed, laying down on the bed.

I winced and hit my head against the wall, groaning quietly as I got up and went to the small, metal sink in the corner. I pulled my pants off and grabbed the small hand towel, soaking it and water as I grabbed the soap.

I washed my backside and cried as I did so, pulling my hand up to see a bit of blood on my fingers. I bit my lip and finished washing up the best I could, but no matter how much I cleaned, I still felt dirty.

Pulling my pants and boxers back up, I laid down on the bed, turning away from the wall as I hugged myself and whined to no one, but myself. I really was all alone down here.

I didn't have anyone right now except for my mind which was cluttered with bad thoughts. I just wanted this all to end already. I prayed that they would hopefully kill me by tomorrow, or maybe I'd make them kill me somehow. I didn't care if I went painless or not, I just wanted this to be done and over with.