A/N: Apologies for taking so long to update. I've been pretty distracted lately, mainly with meeting my girlfriend. I've also started a novel, so obviously as I also do a lot of art, my focus has been on multiple things. Plus, I haven't really had the motivation for writing recently. But I finally managed to get it done tonight, go me!

I've raised the rating now to M, just to be on the safe side. I wasn't planning on doing this until later on in the story but it seems as though I have to. This story won't be very long anyway - probably as long as Hostage - so it was going to happen sooner or later anyway.

Hopefully you enjoy the chapter. It isn't very long, I don't think, but I still hope it's a good one.

I'll Save You

Chapter Four - Promise

The man smirked, and the look in his eyes was enough to make Seth shiver. The hand on his shoulder wasn't gripping tightly enough so that Seth wouldn't have been able to get away, but something stopped him from doing so. Roman and Dean, a little further down the aisle and still distracted by each other, were oblivious to what was going on.

"Randy, what's the hold up?" a man - Seth knew him far too well - had walked over besides his friend, and was also smirking when he noticed Seth. "Oh, you found him, did you? Didn't expect him to be out here, especially on his own."

"Are you on your own?" Randy questioned, an eyebrow raised.

"Come on, bring him with us. I'm up for another round with him."

The words made a memory flash in his mind, one which he had been trying to forget, but always managed to creep back.

"You know, Randy, you sure are generous," the man laughed, crouching in front of Seth. His hand held the younger boy's chin, lifting his head up, though Seth couldn't see him due to the blindfold clouding his vision. "It's hard to believe that you're willing to share such a cute one. You were never like this with your girlfriends."

"That's because my girlfriends were never quite as good as this guy," Randy chuckled. The words from both of them hurt Seth - it was like he was an object, just being used for other people's desires. It was hard for him to believe that he had gone from being in a caring relationship to this. Perhaps Randy had never cared as much as he thought.

"Yeah, maybe that's true. This guy's cute enough to make any straight guy question his sexuality."

"You're right there, Paul," said Randy, and the creaking of the chair made Seth realise that he was probably leaning back, his hands resting on the back of his head ready to watch the scene unfold in front of him.

"Well, as much I want to try him out in a way I never got the chance to before..." Paul started, reaching under Seth's handcuffed hands to squeeze his behind before he continued. "I miss that skilled mouth of his. He was much better than my ex ever was."

"Feel free. I'm not letting you do this all the time, you know. It's just a treat for you considering I had no cash to buy you anything."

"This is better than anything you could have bought me."

Seth could hear the sound of a zip, and didn't have much time to think before the hand under his chin moved to grip his two-toned hair, and his head was forced down onto the man's erection. He immediately obeyed - he could do very little about it in the state he was in.

"God baby, just like that," the man groaned, and Randy let out a laugh.

"He's gotten very good at that."

"I can tell. Boy, you've trained this one nicely."

The two men continued to talk, as though Seth couldn't hear any of the words they were saying, until the man pulled Seth's head back up by his hair.

"Alright, that's enough," he said, and Seth could practically hear his smirk. "I bet it's nice to be inside him, huh?"

"It's like nothing else."

"Hey, I want a little chat first," Randy laughed, immediately startling Seth out of his thoughts, though he was glad. The man tilted his head slightly, looking into Seth's eyes. "Why'd you run off, eh? I came home, and you were gone with most of your clothes. I had no idea where you were. It was very... Inconsiderate."

Then he frowned. His spare hand grabbed Seth's wrist, and lifted his arm up slightly.

"This isn't your jacket," he said, inspecting it before he looked back at Seth in the eyes. Randy's own eyes narrowed. "So whose is it? Already got-"

He was interrupted by an unexpected fist slamming into his face. Both hands immediately let go of Seth as he stumbled to his knees. The boy fell backwards, slightly fazed by what had happened, though one of Roman's strong arms caught him.

"It's alright," he murmured. Both of them then watched Dean, who was glaring down at Randy with the darkest expression that Seth had ever seen him wear. Paul then helped Randy get up off the floor, and both of the men stared at Dean standing in front of them. Dean was the same size as Paul, and merely an inch smaller than Randy, so they both seemed somewhat cautious.

"Stay the fuck away from him," Dean spat, his eyes fixed on Randy's. "He doesn't deserve to have you in his life. So both you and your friend here better stay far away from him if you know what's good for you."

"Is that supposed to be a threat?" Randy said, tilting his head slightly. A small amount of blood was dripping from his lip, though he was apparently ignoring it, just like he he was ignoring the couple of people watching them from further down the aisle.

"Yeah, actually, it is. I can do much more than a punch in the face, believe me."

"It's not just him threatening you, either," Roman added, gently pushing Seth behind him as he stepped forward so he was stood by Dean's side. He was a tiny bit smaller than the rest, but that was just in height. His muscular arms made Randy clearly take him seriously. "If you want to get to Seth, you'll have to get through me as well."

"Well, it seems like you've gotten yourself a couple of bodyguards, eh?" Randy said, chuckling. "But you'll come running back to me soon enough. I know you will. Your life is nothing without me in it. It's only a matter of time before you're back at my door, begging for forgiveness. I'll see you when that happens."

Neither Dean or Roman had the chance to retaliate before Randy grabbed his friend's arm and the two of them walked away. Dean immediately turned to Seth after they left and pulled him into a hug.

"Did he hurt you, Seth? Are you alright?" he asked as he pulled away softly.

"No, he didn't. I'm fine," Seth said quietly. Dean easily noticed that he was rather shaken.

"It'll be okay. I'll protect you."

"I'm here for you as well, Seth," Roman said, placing a hand on the boy's shoulder gently. "We won't let anything happen to you."

"Are you alright?" a woman from further down the aisle asked, who was walking towards them. "That man looked dangerous. Should I call the police?"

"No, that's okay," Seth said quickly. For some reason, despite everything that had happened, he never wanted to go to police. He didn't know whether it was out of fear or not. Perhaps it was, but the fear was him getting blamed. Either that, or the police not taking it seriously. Part of him knew that the smartest idea would be to go to the police, but he always pushed the idea out of his mind and stopped himself.

"It'll be fine," Dean said reassuringly. "We've handled it."

"I'm just making sure," the woman smiled, before she titled her head slightly to one side. "Hey, do I know you two from somewhere?"

There was a pause, before Roman grinned.

"Kaitlyn?"

"Oh, I knew I recognised you from somewhere!" she laughed. "It's good to see you again, Roman. So you must be Dean?"

"That's me," Dean said, before he turned to Seth. "This is Kaitlyn, Seth. She went to the same school as Roman and I."

"It's nice to meet you," the woman said. "I can't believe how long it's been! We should definitely meet up together and some point, catch up on everything that's happened."

"Of course," Roman nodded.

"I have to go, I'm supposed to be seeing AJ. But it was nice seeing you again!"

She looked at Seth before she left, however, and when she spoke, her voice was soft.

"You're safe with these two. I've never met two guys anymore loyal than them. Take care."

"Thank you," Seth smiled, and the three of them watched as the brunette walked away. Dean then put an arm around Seth's shoulders, sighing.

"Come on, we'll go and pay for the things and then we'll go home."

It was a painful thing for Dean to see Seth be so much more visibly tense and anxious than he had been before. It was like how he had been when he had first started staying at Dean and Roman's home, before he had started to grow a little more confidence, or at least seemed to feel more comfortable being around them. But being confronted by Randy had completely shaken him. He only ever spoke when Dean and Roman asked him a question, aside from that, he stayed silent. His eyes often stared into space, as though he was constantly thinking about what happened.

Dean didn't know how to comfort Seth at all. He voiced his worries to Roman, who, despite being clearly concerned himself, tried to be reassuring.

"He'll be fine, Dean," he said. "We just need to give him a bit of time to move on from this. It's natural for him to be shaken after what happened. Anyone would be if that happened to them."

"I sure hope so," Dean sighed. Roman smiled sadly.

"Me too. I'm going to have to go for my night shift now. You're alright for me to leave you both, aren't you?"

"Yeah, of course," Dean replied. He had not gone to work himself for the last few days - he had phoned, pretending he had one of the viruses going around, and couldn't stop being sick. He knew he would have to go back soon enough, but he didn't feel like it would be right for him to go back yet.

"It'll be alright, okay?" Roman said, pulling Dean into a hug. "Don't worry."

"Obviously I'm going to worry," Dean chuckled humourlessly. "See you later."

Roman nodded and said a quick and soft goodbye to Seth (who looked startled for a moment before he gave Roman a small smile) before he grabbed his jacket and exited the house. Dean then turned round to Seth, who looked up at him as he was walking over.

"If you need to talk about anything, I'm here," he said. "I know it just seems like what everyone says, but I truly mean it."

"I know that, and I really do appreciate it," Seth replied, pausing for a moment. "But... But I don't think talking about it is going to help me right now. I'm sorry if it sounds rude or anything like that."

"No, it doesn't. I completely understand."

Seth nodded, before he slowly got himself up from the sofa.

"I think I'm going to go to bed, if that's okay. I'm feeling pretty exhausted after what happened and everything."

"Of course it's okay," Dean smiled. He headed up the stairs with Seth, and watched as he opened the door to his room. He stopped when he was in the doorway, and turned to give Dean a small smile before he closed the door after him. Dean remained in the same spot for a few moments before he opened the door to the bathroom and stepped inside.

Meanwhile, Seth heard the sound of a razor coming from the bathroom after he had fell down onto the bed. He felt so exhausted, and yet, he didn't want to sleep. His mind was still going wild after what happened earlier that day. He had started to slowly gain some confidence, even if it was just a small amount, and was beginning to think that maybe, just maybe, it was all going to turn out okay in the end. Perhaps that would be possible. But being confronted by Randy had ruined that. Simply the fact that he couldn't even speak for himself made him feel weak.

Though his mind was screaming for him not to, he reached into his bag for his phone, pressing the button to switch it on. He didn't know why he was doing this, the last thing he wanted was to see if he had been sent any messages, but something prevented him from stopping himself.

He should have stopped himself, however, for the single message he read was the thing which made him believe that there was nothing he could do to get away from everything except from taking his own life.

Dean exited the bathroom about ten minutes later, and was about to make his way over to his bedroom when he noticed that Seth's door was open. He frowned, remembering that Seth had closed it after himself. Dean entered the room, his eyes automatically landing on Seth's phone - which he knew Seth had placed in his bag several days ago - lying on his bed. He picked it up, silently thankful when there was no passcode. Seth hadn't exited the message he had read before he placed his phone down, and after Dean had read it, he knew that Seth must have dropped it immediately after reading the message.

Well, it was surely nice to see you today, Seth. I'm still curious about who that guy is, but he doesn't really matter, does he? We both know that I'm the one person in your life. You're just going to come crawling back to me sooner or later, because there is no other option. It's probably a burden on those two, the ones you're staying with. Have you thought about that? Of course you have. I know you better than anyone.

They're only going to put up with you for so long before you're back out on the streets again. Where will you go then? Obviously back to me. You know it, I know it. So just stop all this shit, Seth. Come back before I start to get angry and it just gets worse for you.

You don't really have any other option.

Dean swore under his breath. The hatred he felt towards Randy had rose to a whole new level. Though when his eyes shifted to his side, his thoughts completely focused on Seth. A blade, which he presumed to be from a razor, was placed on the bed next to him. The blood which was on it was completely fresh.

It was clear that Seth had found another option, though it was certainly one that Dean didn't want to happen.

He rushed out of the room and down the stairs. Barely shutting the door after him, he ran out of the house, panicking when he wasn't sure if Seth would have gone left or right. Praying that his guesses were correct, he turned right. There was a bridge that way, above a road below, and if Seth was about to do the very thing that Dean wanted to prevent, he was heading in the right direction.

A wave of relief washed over him when he saw Seth near the edge. Dean hadn't even noticed the rain until he saw how soaked Seth's hair was.

"Seth!" Dean shouted, running over to him. He stopped when Seth raised a hand, wincing when he saw several cuts littered on the wrist, blood still dripping out.

"Don't," Seth said in a voice that Dean could barely hear. "Don't come any closer."

"Seth, don't do this. This isn't the way."

"What else can I do? Randy was right, eventually I'm going to be back out on my own again and just going to go back to him. But I can't... I can't go back."

"We're not going to kick you out!" Dean exclaimed. "We're here for you, Seth. We're not going to leave you on your own."

"My family did," Seth said quietly. "My friends did too. Everyone does, sooner or later. It's always just a matter of time."

"It's not like that with me, I promise you."

"It's like a never-ending nightmare. I'm only sixteen, and I've already had enough. I just want it all to stop. This is the only way."

"No, it isn't. Look at me, Seth. Please."

There was several moments of silence before Seth slowly turned round to face Dean.

"There is another way, and that is to stay with me. You don't have to go back to Randy, and you don't have to die for it to stop. I know how hard everything has been for you and you didn't deserve any of it. But it will get better, Seth. Just let me help you."

"I don't... I don't think you can."

"How do you know that unless you let me?"

Seth didn't reply to those words, but he also didn't move when Dean took a step closer. Then he fell to the ground on his knees, breaking out into tears as he covered his face with shaking hands. Dean quickly crouched down in front of him and pulled him into his arms.

"It's okay, it's okay," he murmured, one hand gently rubbing Seth's back. "I'm going to help you get through this. I'm going to save you, I promise."

A/N: Thank you to those who have reviewed or sent me a message regarding this story and/or my writing. I always adore hearing people's thoughts and I am honestly so grateful!

I hope you enjoyed this chapter. I will try and get the next one updated sooner. Until Next time!