Chapter Four Of Broken

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All the thoughts that wondered through Katsuya's head were filled with dread and despair. He knew that he wouldn't get out of this alive. The limit was pushed with his father, to the point where he had snapped and done the worst thing he could have done to his own son. Tears spilled from his eyes as he remembered the events from last night. His own father had raped him, stolen his virginity and that was something he could never get back. Sobs racked through the blonde's body as he yanked at the binds again.

One thought that flowed through Katsuya's mind was how he was going to lay here and die, knowing that he would never see his sister again, and another thought was that his friends didn't care. No one had come looking for him yet; he was going to die alone without words of comfort, people to tell him it would all be okay, and that he was loved.

Katsuya slowly opened his eyes and stared at the ceiling. He jerked at his binds again; the sound of the chains filled the room as the blonde yanked at the chains constantly. The clanking of chains drowned out the sound of the young boy's sobs.

After what felt like hours to the blonde, he finally started to give up at breaking loose of his binds. With one more powerful tug on the chains that bonded him, the blonde hollered out in pain as a snapping noise was heard. Fresh tears filled the boy's eyes as he shifted his head up and looking at his throbbing wrist. The bone could be seen slighting poking out the pale skin. Hissing in pain, he tried to move the hand slightly to the left to make it more comfortable on him. Nothing seemed to work, and soon the pain became too much for him, he shifted in and out of conscious, the sound of the door opening and the yell of a name was all that he heard. That voice was so familiar calling out something; doors opened and closed frantically. He heard the door of the room he was being held in, open, and a startled cry of someone saying puppy.

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