Look how quickly I'm updating! I'm actually proud of myself (pats self on the back)

To The Fans:

silenceinlight, thank you so much for your sweet review! I'm so happy that you like what I've got so far, and don't worry there's gonna be a lot more problems from Damien to come...

uandme72, I hope you like this chapter too!

Pen Liddin, never fear! Chapter four is here!

Embry, I liked writing the 'high' parts, so its good that you enjoyed them too!

SparksDiamond, Now you can see how much more trouble I've helped Jack get into

Thanks you guys for such the great reviews, they're awfully nice to get!

Warning: There is a little of the whole, 'being taken advantage of here', but it isn't anything too bad.

Enjoy!:

Bobby Mercer frowned as he looked to the clock in his dash again. 11:43, the numbers glared at him and he clenched his jaw in apprehension. Jack was supposed to be home a couple of hours ago and hadn't graced them with his presence as of yet.

The eldest Mercer son should have known that Jack was lying when he said that Ma knew who the hell this Zack kid was. The woman had practically had a fit when she found out Bobby had let Jack go off with some strange kid when he was grounded for doing the same thing a week ago.

How the hell was he supposed to know? Hadn't Ma just last night, tried to explain that Jack needed to be handed delicately rather than hog-tying the kid and throwing him in the car?

It didn't really matter what Evelyn was planning on doing with the runt when he got home because Bobby was going to get there first and when he did find Jack, they would be having a little talk of sorts.

Bobby groaned when he remembered that you could be warm and snuggling with Alexis Hunt if his little brother hadn't decided that staying gone was a good idea. One could only imagine what the hell the kid was doing. It was after all, no secret that all the Mercer boys have had a past with marijuana, but Jack's recent attitude was almost confirming the usage of new drugs that had effects on emotions and all that crap.

It was then that Bobby decided he'd kick Zack's ass right along with Jack's… then he'd find out who had even given him a way to get these drugs and kick their asses too.

Bobby scowled and kept his eyes trained on the sidewalks as well as other cars. "Where the hell are you fairy?"

Jack groaned as he was swept back into consciousness. His eyes slowly opened and the room before him swam then moved fiercely like tilt-a-whirl. He couldn't help to frown when he realized he was laying on something soft… it was a bed that was definitely too soft to be his own.

"Where am I?" he muttered lowly. He tried sitting up but found the task difficult when he realized a warm body was pressed up against his. The young Mercer twisted his body to get a better look at who the hell had the nerve to cuddle with a Mercer no less.

"Damien?" he whispered in shock. "Get off of me!" he cried out waking the dozing boy.

"Five more minutes…" the older boy slurred almost incoherently and pulled Jack even tighter against his chest.

Jack gasped as the air was practically squished from his lungs. His confusion lifted, memories came flooding back, and finally reality set in. "Ahh! Let me up!"

Jack's latest outburst seemed to rouse Damien from his slightly drugged up actions. The younger boy fought to keep his arms around Jack. "Whoa, calm down kid!" Damien yelled out and quickly put a hand over Jack's mouth to cut off his calls for help.

Damien put his mouth right up to Jack's and he laughed softly. "Oh come on, you look so surprised to wake up to me right next to you. I for one could get used to this…"

The youngest Mercer froze at that moment, he tried to think back when he'd last been conscious. He remembered snorting… dancing… the drugs effects had worn off and Damien had given something else… everything else after that was a blank.

"I'll take my hand away if you promise not to scream and wake the whole damn building up. Alright?"

Jack nodded shakily and took in a deep breath when the hand lifted from his face. "What did you give me?"

Damien chuckled and shook his head. "Nothing I haven't done before myself Jacky-boy. It felt good didn't it…?"

"I don't remember anything," Jack admitted.

Damien lifted an eyebrow while hiding an almost delighted expression and shrugged while still keeping an arm locked tightly around the boy. "When you build up a better tolerance for it, you'll be able to remember more."

This time Jack shook his head. "I'm never trying that shit again! What the hell was it anyway?"

Damien pouted.

Jack pulled away from Damien and rolled off of the bed and onto his feet. "What were we… what did you…?"

The older boy smiled, showing his yellowish teeth. "I knew you were a fairy," Damien confirmed.

"Wha… no I'm not," Jack shouted. His head began to pound and he lifted his hands to rub at his temples. "I don't feel so good," he moaned.

"Come here," Damien cooed.

Jack wrinkled his nose in disgust and walked around the bed, planning on walking out the door and running like hell to his safe haven: home. Home! Jack abruptly stopped and looked around the room for a clock. On the dirtied dresser there was a digital one. 1:27. "Oh god," he moaned and picked his pace up again.

"Whoa, not so fast Jacky-boy," Damien growled and grabbed Jack's wrist, yanking back over to the bed. As soon as Damien had Jack pinned defenselessly on the bed he climbed atop of him and leered down at him. "You're being no fun."

Jack clenched his teeth and held back the whimper that wanted to be released from his mouth at the biting pain in his wrists. "Got off of me you sick bastard."

Damien scowled but ultimately ignored the comment as he arched himself forward and nuzzled Jack's neck. He sank his canines into the boy's soft neck. The older boy snorted when Jack bucked beneath him at the painful intrusion.

"Never had a hickey before Jack?" Damien asked once he pulled his teeth from the incisions he'd made. When Jack kept bucking and gave no answer, Damien just leaned down again and began lapping at the dots of blood that had pushed through the damaged skin. The older boy began sucking harshly on the skin and reveled in the painful moan emanating from Jack.

"Please get off," Jack begged softly.

Damien just laughed into his ear and continued with his treatment.

Jack was getting desperate and tried desperately to think of plans to get out of his situation. He fought off memories of his past and tried to keep his mind clear. Suddenly an idea sparked in his mind and he made the move.

"AH!" Damien squealed and tumbled off of Jack when the younger boy's knee made contact ruthlessly with his groin.

Jack quickly jumped up from the bed and threw open the door. He rushed into the hallway and in seconds was standing in the living room. Zack was lying, clearly passed out on the couch and cuddling Jack's red backpack and jacket. Without a moments hesitation he ripped the items from his friend's hands and was running like a scared animal from the apartment.

But before he was out the door he heard the most painful words he thought he'd ever have to hear.

"You'll be back Jack! I promise you that!"

"I couldn't find him anywhere Ma," Bobby told his mother with his face cast downwards. He didn't think he could bear the pained look he knew was his mother's expression at the moment. "He said you'd met this Zack kid… I had no idea."

Bobby heard his mother take a deep breath. "It's not your fault hun," she whispered and put a hand on his shoulder. "He'll come home."

Bobby nodded. "And when he does I'm going to kick his ass."

"Not if I get my hands on him first," Angel Mercer spoke from the kitchen opening.

"Neither of you will," Evelyn warned. "He's got to have a good reason why he's so late…"

Bobby snorted and clenched his jaw. "He better have been fuckin' mugged. Otherwise there's no other legitimate reason for him to be this late. He was supposed to be home at nine-thirty."

Evelyn nodded in agreement to the last part.

"Maybe he's with a girl," Angel offered doubtfully.

"Yeah right, the fairy is probably with another guy if anything," Bobby joked.

Evelyn slapped her son on the shoulder disapprovingly. "Don't talk like that Bobby."

No sooner had she stopped speaking when Jack came bolting into the living room wildly. He didn't stop but made a beeline for the stairs so he could hide in his room.

"Jack!" Bobby yelled in surprise. That surprise quickly turned to anger. "Where the hell do you think your going?" He caught Jack by his girlish mug and pulled him back, eliciting a yelp from the boy.

"Where have you been?" Evelyn sputtered as she took the boy into a fierce hug. "We've been worried sick!"

Jack's eyes trained on the floor and remained silent.

"Ma asked you a question brat," Angel barked from his spot in the kitchen doorway.

"Well...?" Bobby asked clearly seething. "You were supposed to be home hours ago! Not to mention you lied to me about that Zack kid."

Jack looked up for a moment, looking as if he was about to speak.

"Tell me," Evelyn coaxed.

"I… I lost track of time," Jack stuttered.

Bobby snorted disbelievingly. "For four and a half hours Jack? Bullshit."

"I did!" Jack defended pitifully.

Evelyn noticed the ugly bruise forming on Jack's neck and turned his chin to get a better look at it. Her son flinched away, but had alerted both of his brothers to incriminating evidence. It was too late to cover it up. "What's that Jack?" Evelyn asked worriedly.

Bobby and Angel walked to Jack. The eldest held Jack's chin and tilted his head. "A hickey?"

Angel burst out laughing. "You were late because you and some chick were getting it on? God I hope you marked her better than she marked you baby bro."

Jack scowled and covered the mark with his hand.

"Is that why you're late Jack?" Evelyn asked.

Jack decided that it was the best way for the discussion to be dropped and nodded anxiously.

"Was it a her Jack? Or were you and Zack getting it on," Bobby burst out laughing.

Pain mirrored on Jack's face at the memory of almost being raped. He'd been violated, and he could only imagine what Damien had been doing to him when he was flying high from the drugs the older boy had pumped into his bloodstream. "Go to hell Bobby!"
Bobby realized he'd gone to far when Jack ran up the stairs and seconds later heard a door slamming shut. He turned to his mother who was glaring at him. "Um… oops?" he shrugged and slapped Angel when he began laughing.

"Grow up Bobby," Evelyn ordered before heading up the stairs to check on her youngest son.

"Great going dumb ass," Angel chuckled and headed up to his own room.

Bobby rolled his eyes. He knew now that tomorrow was going to suck ass for the entire Mercer family.

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