A/N: Chapter twoooo
Benjamin Coffin III was walking down the street to his Range Rover, eager to get back home and go to bed. It had been a rough day from the minute he woke up. His wife, Alison, had chatting loudly on the phone to one of her shopping pals about the wonderful night she had had before. They'd all gone to her father's birthday party and she'd met this stock broker who bought her a drink and they'd had just a gay ol' time. Benny had watched them drinking, laughing, and talking about whatever. He didn't feel jealous, however. He knew that she was sleeping with men behind his back. They're marriage was one of convenience and they both wanted out. Benny couldn't afford that though, her father was his cash flow and he didn't want to go back to the moneyless life he was living before he'd met Alison. So he'd gotten up, did the normal morning routine, not saying a word to his spouse except for a hurried "See you later, hon." as he walked out the door. On the way to work he'd almost gotten into a car accident with a teenager driving a sports car and had almost hit some bum sprawled out next to a parking meter.
The rest of the day went by without much event but it had been a tiring day nonetheless. He was now walking back to his car from a little café where he'd stopped to get a pastry as a makeshift dinner. He was just unlocking the car door when he heard it. A low sobbing groan coming out from the alleyway behind him. He was going to ignore it until he heard a small "help". He turned around slowly to see the familiar face of a Latino boy illuminated by light of the moon. He was lying on his side, arms lying behind his back, and he could see that the boy's pants were around his feet. He looked back into the face of the boy. He'd know those eyes anywhere. Angel. He walked to the boy's side and knelt down. Angel was completely disoriented. He flinched when Benny rolled him over and screamed when he touched his face. "Angel," he said in the best soothing voice he could muster, "its okay. It's me, Benny. Remember me?" He had met Angel through his ex-girlfriend, Mimi. Mimi and Angel were best friends and were constantly together. Comprehension seemed to dawn on Angel as he stared into Benny's face. "B-Benny…" he whispered. Benny nodded. Angel grabbed his dark hand tightly, his eyes widening and then…he passed out. Benny didn't know what to do. He had to get the kid some help. He looked down at the boy who he didn't know all that well. He knew him as Mimi's best friend and his old roommate, Collins', lover. But he couldn't just leave him here. He picked up Angel who was surprisingly light and carried him over to the Range Rover. He held the boy with one hand while opening the back door with the other. Once he had him lying the back seat he carefully pulled Angel's pants up, feeling awkward. He then jumped into the drivers seat and sped off to the Loft where he was sure he'd find Collins or Mark, someone that could help.
A/N: gasp nice!Benny...Okay, I hate to be insecure but...is this even good? Should I even continue? Reviews please :)