Author's Note: Here is the next chapter! WARNING: This was kind of hard for me to write because of what happened to Sonny...So it could be difficult to read, too. Just so you know, there is vulgar language and maybe even a little bit of graphic sexual stuff. But here is where you finally find out more about what's going on with Sonny. Please R & R. ENJOY.

Chapter 12

Flashback

Once Will walked out of the bathroom, Sonny was alone with Brian…in an enclosed space. The look Brian was giving Sonny made him more uneasy than usual. He tried walking to the door, but his efforts were unsuccessful seeing as Brian was standing in the way. In the next instant, Sonny was against the wall, a firm hand wrapped around his throat cutting off most of his airway. His hands flew to Brian's grip, trying to claw at the hand choking him, but that just made the grip tighten, so he eased up on the clawing.

"What'd you say to him? Huh, slut? What'd you say to the precious boy that you so obviously have a thing for?" Sonny's eyed widened, still having the hardest time breathing. Was he really that obvious? He didn't think that he was too obvious…He just met the guy today after all. "Did you tell him about me?" Sonny opened his mouth, but closed it when he knew there was no way he'd be able to speak. He shook his head swiftly. The grip on his throat loosened a bit at that and he took the opportunity to take a few quick staggered breaths through his nose. "Do you want to fuck him?" If Sonny could breath or use his throat muscles at all, he would've gulped at the words coming out of Brian's mouth. "Huh? You want to take his ass, don't you?" Sonny's eyes moved over to the door, seeing it open slowly. Brian's hands left his throat suddenly, his own going up to where Brian's hand had been. He was gasping for air when the guy who walked in the bathroom smirked at the pair, obviously having thought that they were doing something sexual. Sonny couldn't believe the things that people thought sometimes; Sonny's heavy breathing wasn't from sex. He hadn't ever really had sex, and he definitely wasn't sure if Brian would be the right person to have it with anyway. He was torn out of his thoughts by a tight grip on his wrist. Brian was pulling him out of the bathroom and back into the restaurant. They were at the table before Sonny could blink, Neil staring up at them in confusing and slight annoyance. Obviously he came to lunch mostly to see Sonny, but Brian had taken up most of Sonny's attention during the last 45 minutes or so. Brian grabbed their coats, threw some money down on the table and tugged on Sonny's hand to lead him out of the restaurant. Sonny looked back at Neil and mouthed an 'I'm sorry', hoping that he could explain later, which meant making something up of course, as to why he left so suddenly with Brian.

They were at Brian's apartment before Sonny could really comprehend what had just happened in the bathroom. Just as they were through the door, Brian's jacket was on the ground, and Sonny was against the wall again. The hand was back on his neck yet in a less aggressive manner. Sonny hissed at the contact, the previous choking having already started bruising on his neck. Brian's hand moved down over his shoulder, down to the edge of Sonny's jacket. Sonny could tell that Brian was being gentler with him now, making him think that he was sort of apologizing for his previous actions. Those thoughts went out the window when Sonny's jacket and shirt were practically ripped from his body. He looked up at Brian, but only saw Brian gazing at his body like he was a piece of meat. Brian pressed his lower half against him and Sonny could feel his arousal against his thigh. He wanted to jump away from the contact, but being pushed against a wall didn't really help that desire. His head was pushed to the side and a kiss was placed on the already-formed handprint-shaped bruise on his neck. His breathing shuddered suddenly, not really knowing what from. Maybe it was because he had never been touched like this before. He had never felt this vulnerable before. Honestly, Sonny didn't like it one bit. He was brought back to reality, a scream ripping through his lungs, when Brian bit into his bare shoulder to the point of nearly drawing blood. Sonny felt a hand at his belt, but he tried wiggling away from the hand. This isn't what he wanted. Brian wouldn't let it go though, the belt falling to the floor just before his pants did. Brian's body pressed against him again, only Sonny's thin boxers covering him. Brian scratched his nails down Sonny's chest and stomach, moving to go under the waistband of Sonny's boxers.

"Stop. Don't do that." Sonny tried to get Brian's hands away from him, but he was unsuccessful. Brian's fiery eyes met his own before his boxers were pulled down. He was grabbed roughly around the waist and pulled toward the bed. Sonny tried to struggle, tried to distance himself from Brian on the way to the bed, but Brian wouldn't let go. Brian covered Sonny's body with his own on top of the bed, pressing into him fully, making Sonny whimper. Sonny knew this wasn't going to end well. This was his worst nightmare coming true. Brian's teeth tugged on his earlobe and his mouth dropped open. Brian's hand came over his mouth suddenly, covering it and the screams that wanted to rip through Sonny's lungs. Sonny's eyes widened at Brian's actions and at the words that started flowing from Brian's mouth.

"You didn't answer me before, Sonny. You want to fuck that Will guy, don't you? You want to take his virgin ass as your own? Am I right?" Sonny tried to struggle, but Brian didn't let up. "He does have a nice ass, as I'm sure you've noticed. Maybe I'll fuck him. Fuck his tight ass so hard he won't be able to sit for a week. Maybe I should fuck him and make you watch it. Watch my cock going in and out of him while you're tied to a chair next to the bed. You wouldn't be able to do anything about it. You'd just have to watch me take him…Just like I'm about to take you." Brian's hands moved to unzip his own pants, pulling his hard cock out, and Sonny wanted to puke when he felt Brian's skin against his own. Brian's dick moved down to where Sonny's entrance was, not wanting this to be happening, but knowing that there wasn't anything he could do about it. His hands were pushed against the bed above his head and he knew that he'd have bruises on his wrists tomorrow, along with the bruise already on his neck. He wriggled his body again, but was thwarted when Brian pushed the head of his dick against him. Sonny's body thrashed and a scream made it's way past his lips. His mouth was covered by Brian's; his wet tongue forcing it's way into his mouth. Brian pulled away suddenly.

"Don't bite, or you'll regret it." Brian's tongue was in his mouth again and he stopped moving altogether, tears blurring his vision. His eyes remained open as his mouth was assaulted and his ass was being ripped open. He internally sobbed, knowing that he'd get it worse if the sobs actually made themselves known. Brian didn't give Sonny any time to adjust. Brian knew that Sonny was a virgin, but he didn't go easy on him; if anything he was rougher on him than ever.

The words that he wished he could scream were being shouted through his mind. 'Stop! This isn't what I want! You're hurting me!'

The words that came back at him confused him. "Sonny!" That wasn't that confusing, but the next words were. "Sonny, wake up. Please, wake up." He tried to listen to the voice, but it wasn't Brian's. Who's voice was that? "Please, wake up! Sonny!"

Sonny woke up suddenly, not realizing at first that he was just having a nightmare of that night with Brian. He tried to scramble away from the hands that were rubbing his back and arms, but he was stopped.

"Don't touch me." Sonny tried moving again, and was allowed to this time. He looked over at the person who was touching him before and saw Will, hands raised in silent surrender. Sonny noticed his scared expression and almost felt guilty for the way he just reacted.

"You were screaming. I thought…you were having a nightmare or something. I just wanted to help you." Will put his hands down, moving to get off the couch they were on. Sonny hadn't even noticed where he was once he had woken up, just had the lingering memory of Brian's hands on him, his anatomy pushing into him roughly.

"Will," Sonny whispered into the night air. Will turned around slowly to face him. Sonny's face was now wet with tears and Will's heart broke at the image. Will sat down on the bed again, but stopped moving toward Sonny when he saw him flinch.

"Sonny." Will sighed, not knowing exactly what to do. He felt the need to comfort Sonny, especially now that he was crying, but he didn't want to push the boundaries. Sonny was curled up against him in the blink of an eye. Will stiffened, trying to not move at all. Sonny's face rubbed against Will's shirt and Will's body relaxed slightly. "I know that Brian hurt you…I won't ever do that. I promise you that." Sonny smiled into Will's shirt at Will's words.

"Brian didn't just hurt me…He took…He took me." Will's face scrunched up in confusion at Sonny's words.

"What do you mea-?" Will's words broke off when Sonny's broken eyes looked up at him, willing him to understand without having to say it again. "No…" Will's choked voice rang out.

"Will…"

"No… No. No!" Will stood up and started pacing picking up small things and throwing them across the room in a frenzy.

"Will…"

"Why the fuck would he do that to you? How could he do that to you? Fuck! I could tell that he was bad news, but…God! No… Not you, Sonny. Not you!" Will stopped when Sonny came to stand in front of him.

"Will. If he hadn't done it to me, he would've found you and done it to you."

To be continued…