Chapter warnings: Swearing, Abuse, Mentions of Rape, Self-inflicted injury.

Writer's notes: Yeah, 'ere's the next chap for ya'll...

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Shannon's Point Of View:

When I came to, I looked up and around to see I was lying on the floor of a Locker room...Not my locker room. I rubbed my head, Ow, It still hurt.

"where am I?" I asked myself, looking around but, too weak to get up.

"Hey, Your up?" I heard a voice from behind me, I turned around and saw Rey Mysterio coming over to me with an ice pack.

"What...What happened?" I asked.

Mysterio sighed. "Me and Dave were walking down the hall...we found Jimmy beating the hell out of you, you were bleeding really bad...So I took you back here and got you cleaned." He said.

I whimpered a little, remembering what happened before I passed out. "Ohhhh..." Was the most I could do.

He gave a pitiful sigh and sat down beside me. "What's wrong? Why'd he do that?" He asked.

I closed my eyes, trying to keep the tears from falling. "Its a long, long story." I said.

"Does he do this allot?" Rey asked me.

I nodded.

Rey looked confused. "But, he's so nice to you..."

"On Camera, he is..." I whispered.

"So he beats on you?" Rey asked.

I nodded. My eyes glued to the floor. I heard him sigh.

"You know that's abuse?" Mysterio asked.

"No way!" I spat sarcastically before putting my face in my hands and crying. Its weird how I can be sarcastic when I'm the most depressed I've been in my life.

I felt Rey put his arm around me. I pushed him away and stood up, wiping away my tears.

"I need to go..." I muttered as I walked out the door and went to my locker room.

Once I got inside, I went into the shower and blasted the water on as hot as it went, and let it pour down on my wounds and cuts and bruises. Turning my skin pink from the burning hot water that pounded down on my sore body. I went out just to take a switch knife I had and went back in the shower...

And I started cutting myself.

I cut my wrists and my whole lower arm up, like I do my legs allot. Thank God they didn't see them. Its just, when I cut myself, I find its easier to deal with the pain, or at least it keeps my mind off of it for now.

I cut up my skin until I bled then I ended up passing out...niiiice. Great job, Shannon, pass out from blood loss in the shower, wow yer real smart.

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Rey's Point Of View:

I just was hoping that Shannon would be alright, I was worried, if Wang Yang was in fact being abusive to this kid...I was just worried about what Yang could do to Moore if Yang was really, really mad?

"Maybe I should make sure he's alright..." I thought aloud.

I went walking around, looking for Shannon's locker room...And I found it. I was about to knock before I heard some yelling. I listened in.

"...I ASKED YOU WERE THE FUCK YOU WERE?!" I heard a voice say, I'm pretty sure that was Jimmy Wang Yang.

"I'm sorry...You know Batista and Mysterio got you off me-" I heard a more shaky voice, I guessed was Shannon Moore. But, It sounded like he got cut off by a loud smack.

I reached for the knob, Locked.

"You listen and you listen good, Reject, You don't talk. And if you tell anyone what I'm about to do to you, I'll make this look like Child's Play? Got it? Now Com'ere" I heard Yang say, before a crash, and Shannon's cry.

I yanked at the knob. Another crash.

"DAMNIT! MOORE QUIT FIGHTIN' ME!!" I heard a loud crash, then crying, which I was sure was Shannon. "You know its just gonna get worse for you if you fight me! Haven't you learned that!?!"

"I'm sorry, I'm so sorry, Please, Jimmy, Please...Stop..." It was pitiful the sound of The blonde boy's cries. I heard a slap.

"You worthless, little nothing! your so weak!" Yang screamed, More crashing.

I yanked and yanked at the knob, nothing was working, damnit, I wanted to get in and make sure he was alright. Even though I could hardly believe me ears, I had NEVER heard Yang talk like that, Even if I hadn't talked to him much, I couldn't believe what he was saying and doing.

The crashing stopped.

"Someone's at the door. Get over here." I heard Jimmy say, "Wipe the tears off your face and get the fucking door, you weak little nothing."

"ANYONE THERE!?" I asked, yelling.

The door opened to show Shannon Moore standing before me, trying to stop crying. "yeah, Whatdya need?" He asked.

"Are you alright?" I asked.

He paused. "Yeah." he lied. He nodded and looked at me, like he wasn't sure of himself ether.

I looked at him, I could see he had bruises forming on his face. "You sure?" I asked.

He looked to the floor and shook his head.

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Shannon's Point Of View:

He eyed me. I looked back at Jimmy who was hiding on the other side of the door, he looked like he was gonna kill me. Great, I'm just the smartest person alive, aren't I?

"I can't talk." I said, closing the door.

Jimmy waited until he heard Rey's footsteps fade away. Then attacked me.

"YOU LITTLE FUCKER! I WARNED YOU!" He screamed, slamming me into the wall. I slid down it and curled into myself, letting him beat on me, the blows hurt more now, I guess he was right...He was gonna make it worse if I said anything...damnit...

He yanked me up by my hair and threw me into the locker, the chain-like locker bruising and cutting up my back. I screamed, and started crying again.

I felt a lash across my back. I screamed. Another lash. I was pretty sure it was his belt, I screamed again. He lashed me again. and Again, and again. I cried to myself.

Jimmy laughed and hit me again. "Your so so so weak." He laughed, another lash, I cried again. He lashed me again. By now my back was all marked up...

"Great now I'mma need to wear shirts now!" I thought to myself.

Another lash. He bent down to my eye level with an evil smirk on his face.

"You had enough yet?" He asked, God, he could be so cruel.

"Please, Jimmy...Please...Stop...I'll do anything." I begged.

He just laughed and lashed me again. So I laid there, face down, my face in a mix of blood, sweat and tears. He lashed me around 4 or 5 more times, then stripped off my clothes, then beat on the back of my head and my back and shoulders...then I blacked out.

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Rey's Point Of View:

The next morning, I woke up in my hotel room. I thought I'd go see Shannon Moore, since we're in the same Hotel, I wanted to make sure he was alright. I went and looked for Shannon's hotel room Number. And Found it and went over to his room.

I knocked but, no one answered, I listened in to see if I could hear anything, but, I didn't. It was silent. I knocked again.

"Anyone there?" I called. That was when I heard something...someone crying.

I sighed and turned the knob, it was unlocked. So I walked in, Not knowing what I'll find. I followed the soft crying to the bedroom. I looked at the door. Worried of what's on the other side, but, I turned the knob and walked in, and gasped.

Sure enough, there Shannon sat on the floor, Beating bloody, it was one of the most brutal and heartbreaking thing I've seen in my life. He was sitting against the wall, crying into his bloody hands, blood running all over him, his black and blonde hair died crimson, he had all these bruises and cuts and gashes over him, he was just crying, non-stop, I don't even know if he heard me come in.

I walked over to him slowly and wrapped my arms around him. He looked up at me, with those innocent, green eyes, holding so much pain and tears...it hurt to even look at him. He grabbed onto me and just started sobbing into my shirt.

I just held him and stroked his hair, he just cried horribly.

"You okay?" I asked.

he cried and shook his head. "I'm so stupid!" He cried into my shoulder.

"Your not stupid, Why would you say that?" I asked, rubbing his back and getting blood all over my hands.

He just cried and cried. It was horrible seeing this poor boy, beaten to a bloody pulp, crying like he was a little kid who fell and scratched his knee and ran inside to find that his Mommy and Daddy weren't there and he was all alone and scared and crying. It was horrible.

"Its alright...Did Jimmy do this to you?" I asked.

He sobbed and whispered into my ear. "...Yes..."

"Its alright, I'm here." I said softly.

I pulled him away after a couple minutes and looked at him.

"are you okay?" I asked. That was when something caught my eye. His arm had all these deep gashes on his lower arm and his wrists. I took his arms and looked at the cuts. "What happened?" I asked.

"I..." He looked down at the cuts on his arm, Please, don't tell me he did it to himself.

"You didn't...Do this to yourself?" I asked.

He nodded and cried into his hands again, I held him in my arms for a little. Then let go and helped him up. "Come on, lets get you cleaned up." I said as I helped him to the bathroom, I could feel his blood from his back run down on my hand and arm.

I helped him to the shower and started washing the blood off him.

"I shouldn't have told anyone." He whispered.

"I'm sorry?" I asked.

"If I didn't tell you he wouldn't have beaten me this bad." Shannon cried.

"Was this the worst he beat you?" I asked.

He cried and nodded. "It was torture."

"I'm so sorry." I told him. rubbing the blood off his marked up back. "Your back looks horrible, what did he beat you with? A belt?" I asked, looking at the long, bloody slash marks.

he nodded slowly.

"I'm so sorry." I told him. cleaning the wounds off his back.

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TBC...

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