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Punk POV

When the door opens to the room I am sitting on the bed, my back against the cold concrete. I watch as he slides into the room, shifting slightly the metal around my ankle pulling reminding me of the injury this man caused. He stands just out of reach, which is probably a good thing as I have a desire to kick his head off his shoulders at the moment. "What's the game this time Raven? Kidnap me? Hold e against my will? You know people do know I am here." He laughs and holds up a key, I'm sure it is the key to the lock on my ankle and I hold out my hand waiting.

"You never seem shocked by my games Punk, I often wonder why nothing I do shocks you. Of course people know you are here, I told everyone I would take care of you, so I'm taking care of you. We both know you wouldn't say off that foot, or rest so I made it so those are your only options. When you are all healed up I'll let you go, maybe." I sigh and roll my eyes at him, he may be an ass, a manipulator, play the worst mind games in the world but this is a new low. I think he'll release me if I demand it but there is a part of me that wants to see how this played out.

"Would ya like anything Punk?" I take a deep breath and shift slightly wincing again at the weight.

"Yes I need a few things Raven, I need clothes, my cell phone, the key, and then a doctor. You really fucked up my ankle old man." He frowns and glances down, his eyes following the curve of my leg until he lands on swollen ankle. HE steps closer leaning down to take my leg in his, the old feelings wash over me. We had been together behind the scenes for months before I got tired of feeling like a yo-yo. I walked away but that doesn't mean I don't miss our secret relationship, because believe me not a soul backstage or in our lives knew. Raven wanted it that way so I played along, it got tiresome though fending off advances from others, convincing people I was happy being single. Hell I am a man who tends to hop from relationships, never without someone in my life for very long so when I was single for such a long time I had to deal with the ribbing and being constantly set up on blind dates. So I walked away a few weeks ago, I told him it was over however Raven apparently doesn't play fair and now I am honestly at the whim of what could possibly be a crazy man.

"I'm sorry" his voice startles me from my thoughts, his fingers working on the chain until it falls away. His hand strokes my flesh gently, and I close my eyes to try and push away the desire I feel. "I didn't mean to hurt you this bad." I shrug it would heal, I'd probably be walking with a limp for a few days.

"Didn't you though?" He glances up at me "mean to hurt me that was your intent from the very start wasn't it. Before you developed feelings for me, way back at the start." He steps back and I miss his fingers on my skin.

"No despite what you think, hurting you has never been part of the plan. Teaching you, training you, were all part of the plan. Never hurting you, but then again you won didn't you, you got the ultimate prize, my pain for you to flaunt to the world. Do you really want to go to the hospital, I'll take you as long as you agree to come back home with me." I look down at my ankle, it's not too bad but getting out of this room, out of this house away from Raven for a few minutes may help me focus, plan, figure this shit out.

"Yes I want to see a doctor Raven, it hurts like a bitch. Can you get me my clothes, my phone, and yes I will come back here with you. What choice do I have, everyone has already headed to the next event." He nods and leaves the room, he returns with my belongings, I wonder why this act of contrition, change of heart perhaps, guilt. I'm not sure what he is playing at, but I wonder if this was a show, to prove he could keep me here against my will if we wanted. I dress as he watches, adding weight to my ankle has shown me that perhaps it really is fucked up. "How'd you manage to get me down here?"

"Your sleep aid, put a couple in your drink." I nod having figured as much, I've stayed here often, hell been in this room a few times voluntarily though it is much different now. The toys, and other sexual objects are missing. I like it better the way it was, before it became a prison.

Raven stays in the waiting room at my request, as soon as I am left alone I pull my cell phone out. I don't hesitate in calling Colt, annoyed when I get his voice mail. "Hey Colt, call me as soon as you get this. I may be in some trouble here, I think I need your help." I hang up and debate on who else to call. Finally I dial Ace's number listening to it ring, unsure of what even to tell anyone.

"Hello" I swallow and close my eyes wondering how much I am going to have to confess.

"Hey Ace, umm I think I may need your help."

"Sure what's up, are you okay. I tried calling last night to see how you were." I struggle for the right words and then finally decide I need to be honest with this man. He has become a brother to me and if I need his help honesty is the best thing I have to offer.

"Can you let me get this out without asking me questions please?" He gives me an affirming noise and so I take it as a g ahead. "Raven and I were in a relationship of sorts, it was pretty messed up and so I ended it a few weeks ago. Last night he slipped some sleeping pills into my drink and then chained me up in his basement. He brought me to the hospital to get checked out that's how I'm calling you. I agreed to go back with him to his house, and I have a feeling he is going to want me back in that basement. I don't know what's going on, but can you please help me out here." There is a long silence and I wait, glancing up when the doctor walks in. "Hold on the doc is here" I place the phone down and allow him to examine me, he informs me x-ray will be up for me as soon as they are available. "Okay I'm back, Ace you still there?"

"Tell me Punk how you always get yourself caught up in this shit? I mean poor taste in relationships is one thing, dating Raven is a whole new level of insanity. I mean I didn't even now guys were on your radar, but Raven motherfucker that is just asking to wake up chained in a basement." I swallow and rub at the back of my neck.

"Look I know it was stupid, and Raven's the first guy I've been with so it was fucking crazy. I don't know what to do, I'm not sure if he has lost his fucking mind, or if this is just another game to him."

"Alright I am on my way, fucking stall at the hospital for as long as you can. Complain of non-existent aliments, make them run a bunch of tests, if you can't keep it going then I'll come rescue your ass at Raven's. I hope you fucking know I'm going to beat the shit out of your ass." I know this and trust me I think maybe I need tat as kicking at this point.

"I don't have insurance Ace, I really don't think I should run up the bill with worthless tests." He actually growls at me, and I sigh knowing I'm going to do exactly what he wants.

"Have them check your head, there must be a reason for your fucking lapse of judgment. Or just tell them you are crazy and get admitted on a psych hold." I ignore that comment and thank him before hanging up.

I get the news that luckily my ankle is just severely sprained and that I'll be fine, so then I mention the dizziness and almost blacking out the night before. This gives me another round of tests, finally they decide I have a concussion but that they have no further concerns. I think of how I can stall, wait longer for Ace he is still more than a few hours away. The nurses comes in and I take a deep breath, pulling the sleeve on my hoodie up, letting her see the cuts, the scars. She eyes my arm and I pretend I have no clue that she is seeing evidence of my cutting, I may be straight edge but I do have an addiction, pain is my drug of choice has been since I can remember. If there is pain then at least I am feeling something, anything, and this is the way I express myself. I keep it hidden from the world by tape, I keep it hidden from friends and family by my hoodies and jackets. Raven has seen this damage and he hates that I hurt myself, hell he told me once to come to him if I needed pain that he would provide it for me in a healthier way.

The next few hours I am meeting with a psychiatrist, a doctor, and a specialist, I admittedly refuse to be admitted though I know that showing this off could result in my forced stay here. I look up when the door opens again to see Ace and Raven standing there almost a united force, and it dawns on me that perhaps I've been plotted against. "Ace?"

He takes a seat beside of my bed and I can already feel the anger selling in me. "It's gotten worse, Raven came to me a few weeks ago told me the truth. Everything about your relationship, the cuts. Not that I haven't been aware the whole time, you can't hide the truth from people you are around almost twenty four seven. Your relationship with raven may have been a secret but I saw the signs the way you two looked at each other, and I honestly hoped that accepting your desires would put an end to this. Yet if anything it's made it worse so when Raven came to me we planned this. I'm sorry you can be pissed but they are admitting you, they are keeping you for a psych hold and hopefully you will work with them." I ignore both of them, too angry to even understand why they would do this.

"I love you, and I hope when you get out of here you consider coming home with me." I glance at Raven trying to force down the urge I have to lash out.

"How did you know I would go down this road that I would show them?" Raven approaches and takes a deep breath.

"Survival instinct, you couldn't know what would happen if you came home with me, self-preservation would get you here and keep you here for as long as possible. When you ran out of options then you would do the only thing you could to guarantee you stayed safe." I cocked my head and glare at him.

"If I didn't do this, didn't request some help then what?"

"I take you home and back to the basement, keep you there until we could convince you to get help."

"That's not love, that's fucking control Raven. I hate you both get the fuck out and stay away from me. Anyone else involved with this? Is Colt, is that why he didn't answer his phone?" Ace shakes his head at me.

"You can be angry alls you want at us, you can even hate us but we did this because we love you and you need help. Colt is at my hotel room, pissed off, and tied to the bed. He knows what is going on but doesn't agree with out methods. He is loyal to you, always will be, and doesn't think you have a problem." I shrug unsure how to respond to him, I may have a problem but this was not the way, is not the way for all of this. The only thing they have accomplished today is to break my trust, and to hurt our relationship. I have a feeling nothing is ever going to be the same for any of us.


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