WARNING: RAPE AND ADULT LANGUAGE, have fun :3

"Bro, it was so weird. He seemed so out of it, but what can you expect, his mom died," I said looking down, thinking about the boy, "now that i'm thinking about it, i didn't see his face.."

"it'd probably nothing, but how's it goin'? We haven't talked in awhile." He fake scolded in mock motherly tone.

"It's only been a week, dude!" I exclaimed rolling my eyes.

"I know, hey I gotta go, but i'll talk to you later."

"Ok, well bye I guess."

He waved goodbye and ended the call. I sighed, "Who is Cry, why can't I get him off my mind?"

I went to my bed and grabbed my laptop and checked facebook. Four messages.

"Let me guess, yep all from Marzia, didn't I block her?"

I left them unread, I know what they're gonna say, 'we should hook up' and stuff like that. She needs to stop, thirsty bitch. I told her I wasn't interested, like 40 times already. I close the tab and check the time.

"Only 9:30, god dammit i am so bored," I groaned flopping down on my pillows, " and, so tired." I yawned, then turned over, thoughts lulling me into sleep.

The store is close for the weekend, and I have nothing to do, so, I decided to go out and get a cup of coffee. I live relatively close to a little cafe, it's privately owned so the owner brings her cat in from time to time.

I turn my music on and walk down the street. As I crossed a little side street, i noted a small group of guys in a circle. I'm curious as to what they're doing, so i walk across the street to them and turned off my music, but keep my earbuds in. As I walk closer to them i hear muffled cries, and shaky breathing. I can see through the spaces between the guys and see that they're holding someone down, they- they are raping this person. I saw the shoes of the person that the assholes is holding down and get an image of Cry.

I cross the street, anger rising in my body. Hate like venom rising to my throat ready to manifest in the form of vile, poison laced words. Fists balled and teeth clinched, ready to strike.

I reach out and pull the the guy holding down Cry and brought my knee to his gut, followed by a punch to his throat. The other attackers caught on, and turned to fight back. Soon I had four guys on me, one holding my arms, and three assaulting me in anyplace they can. Cry is on the ground in a ball crying. I start to kick wildly.

One of the attackers punch me in the groin, causing me to stop my frantic flailing. They throw me on the ground next to Cry, whimpering in pain. I fought the pain and crawled over to Cry, I place a shaking hand on his trembling shoulder.

"NO, P-PLEASE STOP! PLEASE, NO MORE!" he shouted as he curled up tighter, his sobs intensifying. His grip on his sides tightens.

All I hear before passing out, are the sound of fading sobs and sirens coming toward us.

poor cry, mom dies now rape... that sucks. i actually enjoyed writing this chapter. BYE! ~(.-. ~)