The moment of truth is revealed. Thanks for reading this far, hope you enjoy it!

Chapter 3: Revenge (Final)

Dan slowly turned around. Behind him was a man he'd never seen before in his life.

"Um, can I help you with something?" Dan asked, clearly creeped out. Dan hoped and prayed that what he was currently thinking was wrong.

The man chuckled. "Danny you're so funny, it's me, you're secret admirer!"

Dan's eyes widened. He definitely was not happy; but, honestly, he wasn't all that surprised either. He just had really bad luck when it came to love. Dan averted his eyes from the strange, yet fairly handsome man's face. The, 'John Smith' of a person was wearing black slacks and a green emerald, button up shirt. The sleeves were rolled up just above the elbow and the top couple buttons were unfastened exposing some of the man's chest.

"I just remembered that I have something extremely important to attend to. I should probably get going now; don't want to be late. But before I do I want the money to get my car fixed." Dan felt stupid after saying that. He should have just started walking away.

The man wrapped one arm around Dan's waist, the other placed on Dan's shoulder. The man's gray eyes stared at his own. There was almost a lustful look in his eyes; in fact, Dan was pretty sure that he was spot on.

"Now now Danny, I haven't even introduced myself yet. my name is Gilbert, and I'm afraid I can't let you leave yet." An almost menacing tone had been used.

Dan could hardly believe what was happening. He smacked Gilbert's hand away, turning his body to face him.

"I can leave whenever I damn well please! You aren't either one of my parents last time I checked, so buzz off! " Dan growled.

"See, that's exactly what I like about you." Gilbert stated; chuckling as Dan tried to get further away.

Dan was able to break free from Gilbert's grasp after a few minutes of struggling.

"Whoopsie. Danny, be a dear and get back over here." Gilbert laughed as he went after Dan.

Dan practically sprinted towards the entrance to the peak but was tackled to the ground. He wasn't exactly a runner to begin with; but he was also very much out of shape, crippling any chance he might have had at escaping.

"You're not getting away today Danny. I've been dying to have some fun." Gilbert whined.

Dan could only think of one last thing to do as he felt something hard press against his ass. He couldn't get to his phone with Gilbert around and he hoped that Chris hadn't driven too far yet.

"Chris!" Dan screeched louder than he ever had before. Gilbert covered Dan's mouth as he dragged him back towards the cars. Dan had known it was futile to call for Chris, but he just had to try.

Chris was nearing the base of the mountain when he got this feeling that Dan needed something. But it had only been ten minutes since Dan had been dropped off.

He probably just wants a ride, but he can just get one from whoever he's meeting. I hope he'll finally find true love and get married or something so Elise and I can have some alone time for once in our lives.

Dan saw that Chris wasn't coming. It had been at least seven minutes since he'd yelled. He was really all alone this time. No one was there who was going to help him. Everyone in the area currently was either kissing or doing the same thing that Gilbert was about to do to him (except theirs was consensual). Gilbert shoved him into the back seat of the car, climbing in on top of Dan. He pushed Dan down, holding his hands together so that he couldn't use them and skillfully managed to position himself between Dan's legs so Dan couldn't kick him away. Dan was nearly in tears.

"You smell so nice." Gilbert sighed. "I've been longing for this ever since I'd discovered you."

"Why me?" Dan choked out a sob.

Gilbert almost looked surprised by the question. "Because you're you." Gilbert replied quietly. He wiped a tear away as he leaned in and began his terrible, dark deed.

Chris pulled into the driveway of his home. Walking inside, he still had a nagging feeling in the back of his head. He pushed it aside, greeting Elise.

"Hey honey, I'm home!"

"Hi sweetie! I'm in the kitchen." Elise called out. Chris loved it when Elise was in the kitchen.

A delightful scent wafted towards Chris; Elise was cooking. He believed it was chicken with mashed potatoes and gravy...and some carrots as a vegetable to go along with it. Chris walked into the kitchen and had been spot on.

"This looks great!" Chris said, giving Elise a peck on the lips and wrapping his arms around her waist.

"Well, it's ready, so we can eat now if you'd like." Elsie giggled.

"You know I want to." Chris excitedly started piling the food on his plate after Elise had dished up all she was going to eat. They both sat at the table and talked about how their day had been, and how glad they were about Dan getting a girlfriend after so many years of not having anyone special whilst they ate. They knew how much Dan had loved Hortense, so they thought having someone else in the picture would be good for him.

Dan felt utterly humiliated and he was sore all over. Bruises covered a lot of his neck and front from the rough kisses Gilbert had delivered. Why he was sore, he didn't really want to recall that part of it. He shivered at the thought as he made his way down the mountainside by foot. He carried with him the money for the car repairs in his back pocket that Gilbert had slipped into his pants after the incident. It was going to take him all night to reach Chris' house. Gilbert drove up alongside him in his sleek, black mustang convertible.

"Thanks for a wonderful evening Danny. Are you sure you don't want a ride?"

Dan glared at Gilbert. "I'll never get back in that car ever again for as long as I live. What gave you the idea that I'd even consider getting back in that car!" Dan spat.

Dan was too tired to say anything else and continued walking down the road.

"Suit yourself. I look forward to seeing you again. Night Danny!" Gilbert chuckled as he sped off down the road.

Dan felt hopeless. He eventually reached the bus stop after thirty minutes of walking and sat; a defeated look present on his face.

How the heck am I supposed to get back at someone I never want to see again?

Dan pulled his legs to his chest, resting his chin on his knees. This action made him flinch a little due to muscle aches in his legs and buttocks. An uncomfortable, squishy feeling making it even worse. Dan waited like this for about fifteen minutes when the bus finally arrived. Dan climbed the steps slowly, dispensing his change in the machine. The driver, slowly handed him the transfer slip, glancing at Dan's current physical condition with detest. Dan proceeded to make his way to the back of the bus.

It took an hour with all the other stops but the bus eventually brought Dan into town. He was now ten minutes away from Chris' place. While on the bus Dan had thought back on what had just happened. Debating in his mind if it really had. He'd known that all the sounds he'd made were real; and that frightened him. He also knew that the windows of the car steaming up at the intense heat that had formed between the two of them as kisses and much much more had been showered upon him were also very real. The proof being the light tingling he still felt in the areas he'd been violated. Tears began to run down Dan's cheeks, after a moment he wiped the tears away, holding back the flood for when he was able to reach Chris' home.

Chris and Elise had rented a slasher flick to watch together that night. They had gotten an hour into the movie when Dan suddenly burst through the door. Chris screamed like a little girl, as he clung to Elise.

"Dan!" Chris and Elise said in unison. It was dark at first, so they didn't notice Dan's awful condition.

"Hey Dan! So, how was your date?" Chris asked, raising his eyebrows, grinning like a big doofus.

Dan let out all he'd been holding in. He sobbed and cried loudly, uncontrollably; collapsing to his knees. He couldn't stand for one more second. Chris ran over to where his friend sat. Dan took this as an opportunity to tightly cling to Chris, shivering and shaking as sobs wracked his body with pain.

"Wha- ow! Dan, what's your problem!" Chris gasped as Dan's nails dug into his skin.

"Dan! What happened, you look awful!" Chris stated as Dan continued to cry into him. His clothes were in slight disarray; however, his shirt appeared to be torn down the middle revealing multiple hickeys up and down his chest.

"It was a man." Dan choked out between sobs.

"What was that Dan?" Elise asked, turning the movie off.

"The secret admirer was a guy, okay! Where the heck were you Chris! I called for you and you never came!" Dan exclaimed.

"You never showed. Because of you I was..."Dan went silent; but he still trembled in Chris's arms. An occasional sniffle broke the silence.

"How was I supposed to hear you? You could have used your cell phone!" Chris countered.

Dan looked Chris in the eyes, "No. I couldn't. I couldn't have had any hope to reach my phone in that situation."

Chris finally got what happened. "Dan, I- I'm so sorry." Chris hung his head in shame.

"I had a feeling you needed me, but I ignored it because I figured it hadn't been that long since I had dropped you off. This is all my fault! Let me make it up to you somehow." Chris pleaded.

Dan buried his face back into Chris' soft gut. "I wasn't planning on doing anything. You can if you want but I never want to see this Gilbert person ever again."

Their eyes widened. Elise and Chris couldn't believe what they had just heard. Suddenly Chris said something that was unbelievable.

"Was this Gilbert person, tall, salt and pepper hair, fairly handsome?"

"Yeah, but how did you know?"

Chris had a guilty look on his face. "Well, he just so happens to be my current boss."

"What!" Dan screeched as he stood up. Dan's legs buckled causing him to fall back down.

"See, I keep a picture of you, Elise and I on my desk at work. One day he asked about you. He looked fascinated, but I didn't think he'd stalk you and, well you know."

Dan was furious. "You miserable oaf! You traitor! If you don't quit your job or get him fired I will never forgive you!" Dan tried to punch Chris, miserably failing.

"He's right Chris. I may not like Dan very much, but you need to make this up to him." Elise walked into the kitchen offering to make Dan something to eat, which Dan didn't turn down.

That night Dan slept in the bed next to Elise while Chris was on the couch. Dan said it reminded him too much of the backseats of a car, and refused to sleep there. Dan tossed and turned in bed as Elise was trying to go to sleep. She was going to turn and tell him to stop when she noticed he must be having a nightmare. Elise sighed and woke Dan up. He jolted into a sitting position and was shivering slightly.

"Dan, do you need a hug?" Elise asked.

Dan shot Elise a weird look. "No. I just need to feel a little more secure I guess." Dan replied softly.

Elise took Dan's pillow, moving it next to hers. She pat the spot next to her as she lay on her side. Dan blushed a little at the embarrassment of being treated like a child by Elise. He placed himself next to her, facing the opposite direction. Elise placed one hand on Dan's shoulder, assuring him he'd be okay. Dan fell asleep almost instantly and was no longer dreaming. Elise fell asleep soon after.

It was morning and the smell of pancakes wafted from the kitchen. Elise awoke to find the bed empty. When she walked into the kitchen she saw that Dan was cooking pancakes on the stove. Dan turned around and Elise gasped, covering her mouth. Dan was covered in bruises, hickeys, and small cuts that the light shining in from the window only emphasized. His eyes were red and swollen as well from all the blubbering he had done last night.

"Dan you...you look terrible!"

"Yeah well, I feel terrible too. But since you and Chris have been so nice I decided I'd make some pancakes. Plus I was really hungry for some."

"Well that's really nice of you Dan, but are you sure you don't want to go to the hospital or something?" Elise asked. A worried expression on her face.

"I'll be fine, these will heal in no time."

Chris walked into the kitchen. His eyes turned to saucers as he saw Dan cooking, and the fact that Dan looked like crap.

"Um, Dan-"

"Don't start, I already tried." Elise stopped Chris before he could say anything.

"Well then, Dan I didn't know you could make anything other than deviled eggs." Chris stated incredulously.

"Of course I can! I'm just too lazy to cook for myself. Lucky for you two I'm in the mood. You'll never be able to go back to your mediocre pancakes ever again after tasting mine!" Dan stated proudly.

Chris and Elise were peeking over Dan's shoulder. They didn't look like they were poisoned or drugged.

"Sit down at the table, I'll make sure to dish you both up a plateful. Chris you only get one plate, I don't feel up to slaving over a hot stove to make you three plates of pancakes."

They sat at the table and watched Dan cook. He acted like a normal everyday person when he was cooking or sleeping; in fact he almost seemed happy. In a few more minutes Dan had finished making three generous platefuls of golden brown pancakes with syrup, no butter. He then went to the fridge and proceeded in pouring two glasses of milk and one glass of orange juice. After they were all sitting down, the eating began. Chris took one bite. He dropped his fork on the table, staring into space.

"These are the fluffiest, most perfect pancakes I've ever tasted." Chris stated in almost a whisper.

"These really are delicious! Dan how do you do it?"

Dan chuckled quietly. "I know, they really are the best. But it's another one of those secret family recipes. This one was my grandfather's. He loved pancakes more than his own family. I was able to get it out of him before he kicked the bucket."

"Wow. He must have really loved you." Chris said, stuffing another bite into his mouth.

"No, I literally had to get it out of him. He had swallowed it whole before he died. It was a pretty gross process."

Chris and Elise stared at each other for a moment, then shrugging their shoulders in unison began to partake of the pancakes once more.

Halfway into breakfast there was a knock at the door. Dan insisted he would answer it. Once he reached the door upon opening it, he jumped back. Dan fell over and started rapidly scooting back as best he could; he was still pretty sore from last night.

"What are you doing here?" Dan squeaked.

Elise and Chris got up and when they entered the living room a man was standing there.

"You look terrible Danny, here let me kiss all of your sores better." Gilbert stated, as he held his arms open, beckoning Dan to come closer. Dan just sat on the floor looking angry, frightened, and miserable.

"Sir, what are you doing here?" Chris asked. He was not too happy about seeing his boss after what he'd done.

"Oh, hey Chris! Thanks so much for telling me about young Danny here, he's wonderful! You should have heard some of the beautiful sounds he was making last night."

Elise stepped between Gilbert and Dan.

"Excuse me, but Dan made it clear he never wants to see you again. You're lucky he, nor anyone else in this household, hasn't called the cops on you yet!"

Gilbert's smile faded.

"I did nothing wrong. The feeling was made mutual when Dan decided to show up."

"I thought you were going to be a woman! You sir are a deceitful, conniving, not to mention evil, snake!" Dan chimed in, his voice a tad shaky as he choked back more tears that threatened to bust out.

"I know you don't mean that Danny. You seemed to enjoy our little get together. Plus, I never stated my gender in the notes, that was just your assumption." Gilbert countered. A smug look on his face.

While all this was going on Chris had walked over to the phone. He dialed 911 and had gotten ahold of the police.

"Yes, there is a sexual assault victim at my house; the criminal is present as well. Yes thank you."

Chris hung up the phone. The others were still busy arguing. Gilbert had managed to get past Elise and was running around the room with Dan in his arms. Dan looked so small being carried by a man as tall as he was. Gilbert proceeded to dodge Elise and eventually locked himself, along with Dan, in their bedroom. Dan tried to reach for the handle, but couldn't quite get to the bolt before Gilbert carried him over to the bed, plopping him in the center. Elise was banging on the door, trying to bust it open, but it wasn't working out. Her defensive precautions had been turned against her.

"Why aren't you doing anything Chris!"

Chris was at the table finishing up the pancakes.

"I called the cops. They should be here any second now."

At that moment sirens could be heard, and they were quickly getting louder. Elise looked outside to see three police cars parked in the street. Chris went outside filling them in on the current situation. They decided the best course of action was to go through the window at the back.

Dan felt too crummy and tired to fight Gilbert. He just didn't have the energy. Gilbert had positioned himself next to Dan and was now cuddling with him; pulling Dan in close. He ran his fingers through Dan's soft hair in a small circular pattern. Dan kind of enjoyed the feeling of having his head rubbed, but he still didn't like the situation. Dan decided he'd better do something before this escalated into something gruesome. Dan pulled away slow, but strong. He then proceeded to get Gilbert standing. Once this was accomplished Dan lifted his leg back, and with great force kicked Gilbert where it really counted. Dan was almost satisfied. He decided to take some of Elise's makeup and applied, pink lipstick, red blush, and some purple eyeshadow. Now he was satisfied. His revenge had been simple but sweet.

"Take that you stupid pervert."

Just then something else happened that made it even better. The police came out of nowhere and crashed through the window. They handcuffed Gilbert and took him to prison. He didn't plead guilty; however, he did promise to stay away from Dan after all that had happened. He understood when he needed to back off.

"Thanks buddy." Dan quietly said, as Chris approached him.

"No problem." Chris said, as he was fired by Gilbert.

They watched as Gilbert drove off down the road. They could only hope they never saw him again.

THE END

AUTHOR'S NOTE:

So I hope all of you enjoyed my little story. It got a little sketchy at some parts. And if you didn't enjoy my story then say so, but I would appreciate it if, with your insults, you include realistic suggestions. I enjoyed writing this piece of literature and hope you will read more of my stuff in the future. Thank you! ^_^