He was sitting, listening, to the two brothers of his fighting in the living room. Dave didn't want this yelling, it was making him even more on edge.
Dirk was walking toward the door with his jacket in one hand and keys in another, Bro grabbed his elbow, he yelled," Dirk! I'm not fucking saying this again! You're not fucking going!"
Dirk snapped and pushed the elder brother of the Strider's away,"Look! I'm not stopping my life because that little shit got himself knocked out, bent over and thrown somewhere to die! That's not my fucking problem!" He yelled high and dangerously.
There was a crash and thumps, Dave panicked and got up from the floor of his room and out his door. Running down the hall, he saw Bro having Dirk pinned into the wall. The picture of the Strider family, that was on a coffee table that is now tipped over, was on the floor, broken and all. Bro punched Dirk once, twice, three times. Dirk found a way to shove him off and kick the older bro off. Though, Bro quickly recovered, it gave Dave enough time to just run between the two and stop it. He grabs Bro by his shirt in distress and begs as Bro keeps charging,"Stop it! Stop the fucking fighting!"He stops but looks behind Dave. He turns around, letting go of his shirt. He sees Dirk huffing and puffing with breath. He walks toward Dave, Dave steps back a couple times, Dirk grabs his shirt. Bro is about to demand him to let him go but a loud pitch scream stops that," Dirk! Put. Him. Down! "
Rose yells at her older bro, she's shaky and off with focus, she stands in the ending of the hallway and points at the ground.
"Rose, stay the fuck outta this!"
"Dirk, don't play with me, you know this isn't his fault don't you dare say ANY OF IT is his!" She yells stepping toward him some and pointing at Dave.
Dirk sits quiet for a couple of moments and grips onto Dave's shirt, this causes Dave to jump and sink into his shoulders.
Something in Dirk's head clicks and he slowly lets go of his shirt, he instead pulls him into a hug, holding him tightly, as a big bro is supposed to do. He whispers," Don't flinch at me. God, Dave I'll never hurt you, I swear to god, I can't do that. I love you lil' bro. I will never fucking ever hurt you." He rest his lips at his temple a couple of times trying to help of some sort. This is the only comfort he's given Dave after the Attack.
Bro sighs and rubs his temples, walking into the living room and sitting on the couch. He knew now more then ever, that that fucking pervert took everything Dave had. His pride, his fearlessness, his faith, his happiness, his life.
Dave hooked his arms around his bros, his eyes watered and his mouth opened, letting him whine out," I'm sorry, I'm so fucking sorry, I didn't mean it. " His knees gave in, Dirk held on helping him stay up. " I'm sorry. ." Dave shoved his face into Dirk.
Roxy was listening from her room at all this, she was sober. She wanted to stay that way so she could remember that Dave needs help and comfort and a mature older sister to look over him somehow. She got up and opened her door and walked over into the hallway and leaned on the wall next to her.
She looked at the Striders.
The mighty Striders.
They were falling apart man.
And she had a front row seat of this horror movie.
-4 weeks earlier-
"Yo Bro, can I use your car?" Dave asked as he passed Bro in the kitchen.
"For?" Bro turned to him.
"John, Jade and Rose want me at this cafe downtown. " He said playing with his tongue ring in nervousness after he spoke.
"Oh, okay, you don't wanna be around your Bro on a Saturday. I get it."
"No, Bro, it's just. You know how they are." He shook his head, rubbing his temples.
"Well, yeah sure why not? Don't crash it, turn on your tracker on your phone." He said pulling out sandwich supplies.
" Really? Why? I'll be with Rose. Isn't that the same as a tracker?"
"Haha, funny. But no. Remember, we live in New York, Dave. Not Texas, people stab, rob, kill, shoot, fight for nothing here." He pointed at him.
Dave groaned," Fineeeeeeeeeee. I'll put it on. " He walked to his room getting his phone and shoving it into his pocket. He stuffed his foot into his red all-stars and grabbed the keys off the counter.
"Be safe, lil' Man."
"Okay Bro, you too. Later."
Bro looked at the door shut, he sighed. Dave was growing. He is the youngest boy in the Strider family. The youngest Girl is Rose. Bro takes off his hat and runs his hands thew his hair. Taking care of all of them, Roxy, Dirk, Dave, Rose. Damn it was a hassle. Roxy is barely passing 11th grade. Dirk is living thew it. Dave is struggling with his math but other then that he's passing 10th. Rose? Um, well, we all know Rose doesn't have any problems with school. The other thing she needs to work on is her slick mouth she inherited from the Strider part of her family.
Bro put his hat back on and smiled.
He was doing okay as a big Bro.
Okay, fuck Google maps. It doesn't work worth shit.
Dave used the GPS on his phone with Google maps and it's not working. Egbert has been calling him like mad for the last 20 minutes. He says it's right next to that one Spanish restaurant and across from The Gap. Dave groaned and sighed. He parked into a Macy's parking lot and started walking the rest of the way. He knew his way around downtown a bit . He got this. He went down a road he knew that past and goes right to the Gap. It was slightly ghetto and creepy, dark and hey okay, quiet. He pulled out his phone feeling a bit off, he pushes his tongue ring back a forth as he walks. Dave clicked on the app Bro made so he could track Dave, Rose, Dirk and Roxy. Being the oldest, this is needed. Especially for Roxy, lord only knows how long it takes to find Roxy when shes drunk. He opens it and puts in the code and stops walking.
He doesn't feel right, he's been feeling this way for a few weeks. Like someones following Dave. He looks around and then goes on walking faster. He hears little taps for a moment. He thinks it's just his mind playing tricks. He then hears them getting closer though. He turns and his thinking was knocked out of him. He drops his phone. He lands on his back, and tries to regain a breath, then the impact comes again. He feels blood flow raising to his head, he tries to speak and talk. The third hit the side of his head. He rolls over holding his face and feels his face crunch, he groans loudly. He starts to curl himself into a ball until a foot comes to connect with his back.
"Gah! Fuck!" He arches his back and claws at the concrete. His shades flew off and crash landed somewhere. He was turned over by a foot. Dave looks up at the attacker with one eye. He sees his weapon of choice, a concrete brick.
"Your screams. So. . .Hmmmmmmm~" Dave shivers and sees his hand is inches away from his phone, the app is open. He slowly crawls his hand over to it but he yelps and stops when a foot stomps down on his hand.
"What the fuck do you want man?!" He groans loudly from the floor.
The attacker wears a white mask, he cocks his head. He leans over whispers, " I want a good boy like you, Dave." He then hits him again with hard enough impact to make Dave knock out.
Feet, legs, arms, hands, face and neck. He feels those first, then everything else comes back into focus. Dave notices and feels something not right. He tries to move but something bonds him from moving. Legs, same. He tries to speak but something stops that, he runs his tongue across the thing in his mouth. Cloth. He blinks looking around, it's dark. He kicks his feet to see something. They hit a wall of some sort. Yep. He's in a trunk. Fuck, he knew he was in deep shit. He didn't like being in small spaces that much, his heart raced. He lays there for the next hour. The the car stops. He hears the front door open and close. The trunk opened and dim light shined in.
"Hello, Dave."
Dave looks up at his kidnapper, it seems he took of his mask but Dave doesn't get a good look on his face. The lights too bright, even though it's dim, it was like someone was shining a fucking lamp in his face. Dave groaned, getting stabbed with a headache from the beating earlier. The man gripped Dave's ropes and dragged him out, were he hits concrete floor hard. Dave yelps when his body is just pulled out of the trunk in such a manner. The man dragged him across the room to a medal table. He picks Dave up and throws him down on it. Dave is able to view a smile wider then any jokers or clowns planted on the mans face.
"Oh, Dave. " He looks him over and sighs, " It's been a while. You don't come over anymore. Where have you gone? Is Bro giving you a hard time? " W-What? " Or is it Dirk saying stuff again?" Oh fuck. "Or is Rose telling you you need to work on your studies more?" Oh shit. " Oh wait! I think I know, you have to watch out for Roxy!" Oh FUCK. " But no I doubt it'd your family, you family's a nice family. I'm sure it's not them, hold on. Is it Jade creeping you out? " No! No stop! Stop it! " No, no, Jade knows when to back off of someone she likes. I'm sure John told her to stay away from his boyfriend right?" He knows. He knows everyone. Everyone. He's not safe, their not safe. Nobody is safe. Dave sits there with wide eyes. You could hear how shocked he was in his breathing.
"I know everything about you Dave. I'm your biggest fan. I love you, I want you, Dave. I'm been watching you from a far but when I saw you walking I couldn't stop. I didn't want anybody else taking you away from me. So I took it upon myself to protect you and take you away. " He leaned over him and whispers into his ear. "I want you so much Dave.. " He pulls away quickly and goes into the darkness to the right. Dave breathes hard and panicky. He looks at the ceiling and is trying to think things over. He tries to think of a way to get out. There wasn't one. He looks around the room and the center, which were he was, was the only source of light. the farther parts of this room was darkened and shaded. When the man came back he held a tube and a gallon of water. Dave looked at this confused. The man took a bag out of his pocket and pulled out 4 pills and puts it into the gallon of water. The man then pulls the cloth off Dave's mouth and shoves the tube down Dave's throat before he could think. Dave gagged and choked. The man touched his stomach and rubbed his soft skin as 'comfort'.
"Shh, the more you struggle, the more you'll feel discomfort. " The tube is push down his throat to crawl to the start of his stomach, Dave struggles in his bonds, trying to scream, but they turn into gags and mini throw up moments. The man pours the water down the tube until he doesn't see the pills. He slowly pulls the tube out, letting Dave feel everything as the bothersome tube slid out. He gasped an coughed, breathing hard and feeling the tears in the corners of his eyes start to fall, it's been years since he's cried. This was scaring the shit outta him.
He looks at him as best as he could, though he couldn't see his eyes. He begs pathetically," Please, please let me go. Please let me go, I swear I won't tell anyone, just let me go. "
The man takes a plain sliver ring that looked like it was 3 inches wide or something, that was on the table near the table he was on. Dave eyes it and begs more, "Please! Jesus fucking Christ! I-I'll do anything but please let me go! I-I'll talk to you in real life! I won't tell my boyfriend, I won't tell ANYONE! Please stop!"
He edges his face away from the ring as he tries to put it in, but he could only avoid it for so long. He shoves it into his mouth, taking a thin but tough leather strap that was on the table, tying one side and wrapping it around his head in the back, pulling it around to the other side of the ring tying it and tightening, as so. The air around him turned cold, The man put his fingers to Dave's lips. He pulls his tongue out. Dave looks at him, full of fear.
"I always loved your exoticism Dave. It's triggered me to be attracted to you more. " Well, damn. Dave didn't only have a tongue piercing, nope. He had gauges, 2nd ear piercing, right cartilage, he also had snake bites, but thank god he didn't wear that today. Dave felt him pulling the tongue by the ring, then something wet, slimy, disgusting touched against tongue. Kidnapper was now becoming rapist.
The man sucked on Dave's tongue, playing with his tongue ring and lightly biting him. This pissed off Dave wanting to deck him right in the fucking face. Disrespect was being thrown at John and he didn't even know it, this man knew about John and him going out. So he must of seen them have their little make-out sessions, the playing with the tongue ring is John's thing. Fuck no, who the hell are you to impersonate his boyfriend, bitch? Dave struggled pulling at him hands, wanting to wrap his fingers around his neck and rip him apart piece by fucking piece. Dave tried moving anything he could. It was useless, the man chomped down on his tongue. Dave yelped and tried pulling his weak muscle away. No good. He cried out when the man pulled from his tongue ring. Something in Dave's head just shut down at that moment.
Dave was trying to yell again but his voice wasn't working. His eyes started showing his weak unsteady glaze. His head moved to the side then to the other, getting dizzy. Eyes are rolling into the back of his head, muscles are tightening and his skin was beginning to feel sensitive and soft. A moan crawls and slowly seeps out of him mouth when the moments go by as the mans still pulling at his tongue ring. He rolls his eyes around and moans escape his mouth by mistake. The man lets go and kisses his cheek, to his cheek bone, to his man takes a knife out of his pocket. Ropes on Dave's hand are tangled to the ones bonding his legs. He cuts the connection that the two ropes have and pulls up Dave's hands, a hook dangles down above the table. He hooks his ropes there and pulls the hook down a bit more so Dave's no siting up all the way but he's some sort of up so He can see his face better. Dave on the other hand couldn't focus on anything. Everything was spinning and twisting and turning. The knife slipped under Dave's shirt and cut up, then he cut the sleeves down the middle. Soon, Dave's bare chest showed. It was only 10 minutes later he was stripped of his clothing. The bonds on his legs were cut off but the tied into a different fashion, his shins were tied to his thighs. He felt his blood flow pump slowly, thumping thew his veins.
"Oh god, Dave you look perfect. Like an angel. " He touches his face and smirks. Dave tries to look at his face, failing. The man traces his hands to his hips, he sighs, " I've always waited for this Dave. I've always wanted to touch you. . Feel the skin on you that I never see. I love you, Dave. I hope you know that." Dave sucked in a breath when his hands grabbed his thighs and opens his legs widely. Dave hisses at the cold air wrapping around his personal areas. A dark chuckle falls out of the Strangers mouth.
"Wow, you look amazing. " He smiled and leans to Dave's face. " But I'm know how to make you look better, hold on."
Dave saw the man walk away in a hurry. Dave was struggling to think straight. God, what was happening? Where was his phone? Where was he? Who is he? Dave could only ask questions. He couldn't set any action. There was no way out this time. No way. He was fucked this time. There is no way out.
"Got it!" He came back with a huge hooked needle, a rag and a sliver ball pricing. " I've never done this before but I'm sure it's pretty easy. " Dave looks away not wanting to look, hoping this guy is kidding. Not even 3 minutes later, he feels a discomfort. A stabbing feeling between his legs. He pulls at his arm, forgetting it's tied up. The stab turns into a horrible throb. He groans loudly, then unsteadily looks over, he sees the hook thew the tip of his dick, his blood trickling down his length and between his legs. He cries out when he removes it and replaces it with the sliver balled piercing. Dave groans in pain and pulls at his hands, still bleeding . The man wipes as much blood as he can from him. He smiles and grabs him rubbing his thumb over his tip. Dave groaned louder and straightens his back leaning away. The man squats between his legs, grabbing his length and kissing the tip and sucks his head, licking the remaining blood. Dave pulled at his arms again and shook his head.
He cried out what he could, even though they were stopped and turned into a weird groan filled with saliva. This was, god, he didn't even know. Fuck, Dave never would of thought he'd be in a fucked up shit like this. Everything Bro taught him was to hurt someone and get away and to get someone. He never taught him to get away from rapist and Pedophiles. That is what he fucking taught the girls! I guess Bro was on the 'whats the point of teaching you something that you're not gonna need?' side of the fence. Dave looks around the room and sways on the ropes and whining as he pulls, he looks for a door or something. If he can get out of these ropes, he can get out period. One problem about that plan. He can't feel his legs.