A/N: This chapter contains unwanted touching and choking...Punk is a kinky little bastard. R&R

Roll the dice, play your cards
Break the rules, that's who you are
Whoever said play it safe, never played the game
So many players, but too many pawns
Too many judges say what's right or wrong
But let them jump into the fire if they want to play
Play

'Cause it's a deadly game
That we play as we live our lives
When we say what is on our minds
Play it now before the game is over

I watched him from a few feet away. It was a dingy alley and he was standing there with a sickening smirk on his face rolling his wrists. I almost chicken out and went back to my hotel room. All I wanted to do was go back to my room and curl up in the bed beside Heath. I just needed to sleep.

"You just gonna stand there all day angel?" he asked as he leaned against the wall with his eyes closed. " You're the one who wanted to meet."

"I'll do it." I said softly as I walked up to him with a frown. " But you have to leave Heath alone also. They can't touch Heath or Evan."

" So if I leave Ginger and pixie alone I get your ass?" Punk asked with a grin. I nodded softly and looked at my feet. " Okay come here then my angel."

Punk leaned forward and grabbed a handful of my shirt, he pulled me tight against his chest. I finally looked up into his eyes. The thing was he didn't look evil until you looked into his eyes. Right now he looked like a normal guy. His hair wasn't slicked back and he wasn't sneering but his eyes were full of bad intentions. He was looking at me like I was a can of pepsi, good enough to eat.

Punk pressed his mouth against mine roughly, I just froze as he claimed my mouth as his. It was all violent tongue and teeth. Punk bit and sucked at my mouth, I heard him chuckling before he bit down hard on my bottle lip.

" Your mine." Punk snarled as I pulled away spitting out a mouthful of blood. I whimpered and touched my lip before he shoved me against the wall.

" Not here." I whimpered as I heard my zipper being pulled down. Punk ignored me though he just started humming as he tugged me jeans down below my ass.

" Your gonna love this angel." He chuckled as he wrapped his tattooed hand around my limp dick. I was regretting this. The only way I could keep from screaming was the fact the now I knew Heath was going to be safe. I squeezed my eyes shut as his hand started to move.

Stop, stop. I don't like this I really don't.

I thought to myself as my body started to react to the hand slowly moving up and down my dick. I couldn't help but let out a small whimper. I just kept telling myself it was Wade and we were in our hotel room.

" Look at me Angel."

I slowly opened my eyes and any chance of imagining Wade went out the window. I looked everywhere but at Punk as he stroked me harder and faster. Any self control I had was gone, I turned into a whimpering mess.

"Please don't stop." I moaned as I arched up off the wall.

"Oh I won't." Punk chuckled as he twisted his hand just the right way. " The best is yet to come. Your little friend loved this part."

I looked at him confused before he reached up and wrapped a hand around my throat. Before I could say anything the hand tightened as the other kept stroking me. My head was swimming, I couldn't breathe but the other hand felt so good.

"Stop." I wheezed as my vision started to blur, I couldn't breathe. " Please."

Punk didn't even acknowledge me, he just squeezed tighter and stroked me faster. I finally realized what he was singing to himself. He was singing that stupid Nexus theme song and all I could think of was Wade.

That's when the tears started, I want to be with Wade. I wanted to feel his arms around my waist, I wanted to hear him say I love or call me Angel again but I had a feeling if he ever found out what I'm doing I would never hear that again.

"Come on Angel." Punk growled as his one hand moved faster. Everything started to go black but as I felt my knees go weak Punk let go of my neck and I came hard. Punk wiped his hands off on my tee shirt and grinned as I collapsed to the ground.

" You are going to love this Justin," He chuckled and he watched me hold my throat and wheeze, I could barely breath.

"Promise me you'll leave them alone." I wheezed as I fought back sobs. Punk just smiled and shrugged before ruffling my hair.

"If you keep being a good boy, I'll leave them alone. Meet me tomorrow night after the show." He said before turning on his heels and walking down the alley.

It felt like hours before I could get up and start walking back to the hotel. The only way I kept from not breaking down was the thought I fixed everything. When I got into the hotel room the lights were off and I could see the lump in the bed that was Heath. I quickly stripped off the cum stained tee-shirt and crawled into the bed with Heath.

"It's me." I murmured softly when I felt Heath stiffen.

" Why did you do it?" Heath asked sleepily as he turned and buried his head in my chest.

" Do what?" I asked as I ran my hand up and down Heath's back. I tried to sound innocent but he knew. He knew what I was doing to protect him.

"He is going to hurt you. He will degrade, beat and torture you but he will make you love it. Please be careful Justin, don't let him break you." Heath murmured against my chest.

" Just go to sleep Heath please." I said softly as I kept rubbing his back. I sighed when I felt him relax and fall back to sleep.

What Heath said stuck with me, he will make you love it. I tried pushing away that thought but I couldn't help but feel a weird tingle when my hand brushed across my battered neck.

I squeezed my eyes shut and tried to calm down and fall asleep. I was going to need it, tomorrow was going to be on long fucking day.