"You have to stop this Phil. I'm begging you, put an end to it, please. I don't wanna watch anymore as he slowly kills you."

Julio continues on with his insecent lecture of why Raven is a monster and why I am so stupid as I sit at his feet, letting him comb gently through my tattered black and blonde hair. He combs it away from my face, and I watch in the mirror as he looks away horrified at the bruises across my face and neck, he also give the collar there a hateful look that he shows everytime Raven's name is mentioned when he is not in the presence of the man himself.

"I can't ever leave him. I....He would never allow it." I can't even tell him, I'm too spineless to tell him the real reason I will not leave my master.

Julio lets go of my hair, smoothing it down around my shoulders, "Just don't go to him tonight. We can pack all of your things now and then just leave." He started to get excited, moving around me to the adjoining door to him room and grabbing his big black case that could easily fit what little stuff I have with what he brings on the road with him. I feel my breathing quicken, my heart pounds against my chest as blood rushes through my veins, banging in my ears. I shake, another panic attack sweeping my wrecked body while I lay limp on the floor, attempting to steady my breathing enough to be able to talk once again.

Julio notices my panic and rushes to my side, pulling me gently into the recovery position and stroking my hair out of my face, "Sshh, it's ok Phil, just breath. Just breath." My eyes close as my breathing slowly returns to normal, well what could be categorised as normal for me.

Julio pulls me back to my feet, sitting me on the bed and quickly returning to looking around for my clothes. "Stop" I beg him, grabbing onto his hand with what very little strength I had left anymore. "I..can't ever..leave...I..."

Julio shushed me, shaking his head, "It's going to be fine, I'll get you away from him, I promise."

I shook my head again, he would never understand why I couldn't leave so I had no other choice but to tell him, "I love him." His face fell into a frown, shaking his head he looked at me like I had just told him a string of obscenities including that the world was about to end. He backed away, taking his bag and walking towards his door, not even looking me in the eyes, just looking me up and down like I was something on the bottom of his shoes, bloodied and bruised and still needing more.

He was going to leave, this brought on another panic but he didn't stay for this one. He walked through the door, shutting it and I heard the lock click just as my vision began to fade. He had never locked that door before, it was always left open incase I needed to escape or just incase I needed him to stop Raven before he did actually kill me. Then I blacked out.


Raven walked through the lit halls of the posh hotel he hated so much, sighing with relife as he entered the very dimly lit room. The first thing to hit his nostrils was the smell of soap and warmth coming from the bathroom right next to the door. 'So Julio decided to play mum again' he thought to him self, fairly satisfied that atleast his pet would be clean for him to play with tonight.

He stopped, looking around the room and not finding Punk anywhere he became slightly agitated, storming over to the adjoinging door he twisted the handle and stopped. 'It's locked. What the fuck? This door is never locked.' For once Raven was baffeled until he heard the shallow breathing in the dead silence of the room. He listened for the source of the noise, walking round to the darkest corner of the room in between the wall and couch.

"Tut tut tut little punk, not hiding from your master are you?" Raven scolded in a meanacingly playful voice, baring his teeth as he pulled the shaking kid out from his spot on the floor, letting him drop weakly at his feet, sitting on the couch and waiting for the ravenette to move closer and rest his head on Raven's knee as he always did. But he didn't move, he barely even twitched, the only notification that Raven had of the kid still being alive was the shallow breaths he took into his small body and his skinny, hollow stomach moving with each weak breath.

Even Raven wasn't heartless enough to understand that the kid was hurt and he knew that it had something to do with the reason why Julio's door was locked.

"What happened?" He demanded, staring holes into Punk.

Phil sobbed, his whole body jolted with the force of it against his beaten body. Slowly he crawled to his master's feet, not even having the strength to raise his head for the resting comfort he longed for each day, that Raven was offering to him by just sitting there, staring. The tears fell from his eyes, stinging the chocolate brown orbs there.

He whispered, "I couldn't...Julio...h...he wanted me...to leave but I couldn't. He...didn't understand...but I tried...I had to explain...I did and he..he hates me but I don't..understand...why...I...I'm sorry." he cried, his thoughts rushing through his tiered mind as he tried to comprehend the events that had lead to this. Raven sat above him, piecing together the few words Phil could manage to explain what was going on. Not hearing the confession from Phil's tattered lips.

Raven felt himself being placed into a position he did not like, but knowing that if he left the kid in the position he was in right now, on his own, he would break completely which was something Raven didn't want to do to him. He lifted the shaking, skinny body into his arms, feeling the bruised ribs aainst his hands as he carried Punk to the bed, laying him down gentler then he'd ever done anything in his life. He pulled the cover over the kid, stroking his freshley washed hair until he fell asleep. Then he went to the next room, opening the door with the key only Julio knew he had.


well this was my attempt at writing the second chapter and I tried my best so please review and tell me if anything should be changed or how I can make it better. I'll try to get the next chapter finished soon but unfortunately college is getting in the way of my writing muses and its all very annoying with the writers block coming and going.