Tyler had refused to sleep for two more days after that. Coach had even let the brunette sit out at practice, seeing how exhausted the boy looked. And now here they were in their first class of Thursday morning. Tyler looking worse as every hour passed.
"Mr. Simms what is the main component in dynamite?" Mr. Quinton asked, as Tyler looked at him blearily.
"Nitroglycerin." Tyler said slowly, seeing his teacher nod.
As soon as he turned, Tyler's head was on the desk. The tell tale bags showing the boy hadn't slept in a while. Tyler sighed as his eyes drifted shut.
He was walking around in the darkness now. He knew he was asleep again, after yelling at himself not to.
He saw Chase in front of him, and sighed tiredly.
"I'm in the middle of class Chase." Tyler said softly.
"I know." Chase said, grinning.
The brunette just stood there before Chase pushed him against the wall, a tiny groan of pain escaping Tyler.
"But don't worry; I just want to have a little chat." Chase said, smirking as his hands ghosted over Tyler's pants.
The brunette tried to push himself into the wall; Chase pushed himself against the younger boy.
"Get away from me Chase." Tyler growled.
"No can do Baby Boy."
"Why can't you leave me alone?" Tyler asked, his voice strained.
"Because you betrayed me Tyler. Remember, you told me that you would never leave me, and you did. This is payback." Chase snapped.
"I was drunk when I said that Chase!" Tyler snapped back, "And you tried to kill two of my best friends, I think that warrants for a break up, psycho!"
Chase punched the boy, enjoying the whimper that escaped his lips.
"Want to say something nice to me Tyler?" Chase asked, before yelping when Tyler stomped on his foot.
"Yeah go to hell." Tyler said, hearing Reid telling him to wake up.
Chase grabbed Tyler before slamming the brunette's head into the wall. Tyler groaned softly before kicking at Chase, who grabbed his leg. The older boy raised a brow before Tyler pushed his leg down sharply, causing Chase to lose the grip on it. Tyler brought the boys head down, wincing at the crunch he heard.
"That fucking hurt, love."
"Don't call me that Chase. I don't love you and you fucking disgust me!" Tyler snarled.
Chase pushed Tyler against the wall again, smirking, "Will I be even more disgusting to you when I fuck you instead of your precious fucking Caleb?"
Tyler's eyes widened, "You couldn't even if you wanted to."
"But I'd be your first."
"It'd be rape."
"Simple spell can change that." Chase said, grinning insanely.
Tyler jerked out of Chase's grip, stumbling away from the boy in shock.
When the brunette heard Caleb's voice, he bit down on his own arm, wincing and then screaming when Chase tried to stab him.
Tyler shot up from his spot on the desk, screaming as he got out of his chair, hitting the wall to the chairs behind them, his eyes opening and seeing the class looking at him in shock. Reid was staring at him with wide eyes, and Tyler jumped when he felt someone grip his shoulder. He looked and saw Caleb, who looked scared.
Tyler's eyes filled with tears as he started to cry, a hand covering his mouth as he tried to talk to him, failing as he fell into Caleb, who grabbed the younger boy. Tyler was mumbling something incoherently, Caleb catching bits and pieces of it, as he stared at Tyler.
"I can't….he wouldn't….I don't want to….why is he doing this to me…I won't…I want to go home now." Tyler said, the tears spilling over, as Caleb held him, both boys slowly falling to the ground.
The black haired boy seeing their teacher crouch next to them, worry in his eyes. Reid and Pogue looking at Tyler in shock. They hadn't even noticed the boy had fallen asleep.
"Mr. Simms, are you alright?" Mr. Quinton asked softly.
Tyler shook his head, as Mr. Quinton looked at the clock.
"Would you like to leave class early?"
Tyler nodded his head, gripping onto Caleb and Reid.
"Mr. Danvers, Mr. Garwin, can you--"
Caleb and Reid nodded as they helped Tyler up, "Mr. Quinton…can Pogue--"
"Of course, Mr. Parry, you may go as well." Mr. Quinton said, as he looked at Tyler in concern.
The brunette never cried over anything, especially in the middle of class. And it was a known thing that Mr. Quinton favored the Sons of Ipswich because they always came to class. Even Reid, who usually skipped every other class, came to Mr. Quinton's class.
Pogue nodded as he gathered his and Caleb's stuff, snatching up Reid and Tyler's things as they left the startled classroom.
Tyler sat down on a table in the courtyard, Caleb sitting behind him.
"What happened Tyler?" Caleb asked, as Tyler shook his head.
"Ty, come on." Pogue said, as Reid stood in front of Tyler.
"Baby Boy, look at me." Reid said, as Tyler looked straight in Reid's eyes, the blonde shuddering at the blank look Tyler was giving him, "What did Chase do?"
Tyler's bottom lip quivered as he shook his head.
"Yes Baby Boy, tell me what happened." Reid said, seeing the careful looks Pogue and Caleb threw him.
Tyler muttered something quietly, as Reid tilted his head.
"Baby Boy, speak up."
"He threatened to rape me….but said it wouldn't be rape….spell that wouldn't make it rape."
Reid's eyes widened as he looked at Caleb, whose eyes had narrowed into dangerous slits. Pogue was glaring at the bench, his eyes burning in fury. Reid was shocked…angry…but more shocked than anything. He knew Chase was fucked in the head…but this was taking things to a whole new level.
"That won't happen Tyler." Caleb said into the boy's ear.
Tyler nodded his head as Caleb shook his.
"No Ty, it won't. I won't let it."
"You can't stop him Caleb…he'll find a way…oh God."
Reid looked at his leader, his eyes showing how he felt about the whole thing. Tyler was breaking in front of them, so slowly, but it was definitely happening.
"Pogue, you and Tyler go to the bathroom, and clear up Ty's face." Reid ordered.
It wasn't a request it was an order. There was a tone in Reid's voice that told Pogue that he didn't need to argue.
The biker nodded, helping Tyler off the table, Caleb letting go of the boy reluctantly. He watched the two go, before Reid forced Caleb to look at him. Gripping the boy's chin, feeling as calm as he ever had before.
"Don't lose your cool or your head Caleb." Reid said, "We need to make sure that that time you and Tyler are waiting for happens soon. Because we can't ensure that Chase won't get Tyler. And because of that, we need to speed that time up. I do not want Tyler's first time with anyone to be rape. Do you hear me?"
Caleb's eyes widened in shock before he nodded.
"You're acting more like leader right now than I am." Caleb admitted.
"That's because it's not my boyfriend whose getting messed around with. But he is my best friend, has been since we were in diapers. And ever since we shit in those diapers together, I've taken care of him. And this is just like those times, except more vital. And I swear to God Caleb, we are going to think of something to make sure Tyler isn't raped, kidnapped, or even touched by that asshole." Reid snapped, "Because if he is, then you and I both know we'll find Chase and make him wish he'd died when you'd killed him last time."
Caleb nodded his head as Reid took a quick breath.
"I ascend in two days, we need to hope beyond all hope that the next two days go by quick and fast. Because we need me to have the powers only my ascension can bring me." Reid said, "Because if not, then I am of no use to Tyler as a protector. But I will have to make Chase cross my dead, decaying body before he can touch Tyler."
Caleb nodded his head again, seeing a more refreshed Tyler walking back with Pogue.
"So do whatever it takes to speed up things Caleb." Reid said, "This is a pact, we protect Ty no matter what. And we'll fill in Pogue later."
Caleb nodded his head once more, him and Reid gripping each others forearms.
Because Chase would have to bring an army to take down three pissed off Sons of Ipswich.