John regained his conciousness and blinked a few times to see who was taking him to the hospital. The guy in the back of a car had John laying on his lap and he had dark hair and a lip-piercing. He watched as the guy looked down at him and he smiled a little at John.
"Hey, you're awake," He said. "So how are you feeling?"
John groaned a little. "Bad," he replied. "My body hurts so much... Ah... Who are you anyway?"
"Me?" The man smiled more. "Phil... Phil Brooks..."
"Phil... I-I'm John Cena..." John coughed a little. "H-Hurts so much..."
"Don't worry. We're almost to the hospital. Just hang on, okay?" Phil looked at him with worry in his eyes.
"O-Okay... thank you..." John slowly closed his eyes.
Phil sighed. This poor guy, he thought. I hope he'll be okay...
Elsewhere
Randy looked around the room for the keys to the handcuffs and he saw them on the side. Now he just had to find a way to get them. He moved his body slowly and managed to get the keys on his little toe. He smirked and put the keys in his mouth; turning onto his stomach, it took him a few seconds to get the handcuffs off of him.
He groaned a little, looking at his blood on his cock. That bastard, he thought. I'll made him pay. But I have to get out of this place now.
He got his clothes back on and walked across the room, opening the bedroom door and looked out slowly. He couldn't see anyone and stepped out of the room quietly.
Randy sighed in relief and started to make his way to the stairs. So far so good... he thought to himself. Now to just get downstairs and out of this house...
"Where do you think you are going?"
Randy froze on the top step of the stairs and he gulped.
"Turn around..."
Randy turned around and gasped. "Y-You..." His eyes widened in fear.
Meanwhile
Wade grumbled in annoyance as he walked into Mark Callaway's home and looked at the older man who's eyes were burning into Wade's soul. Mark was frustrated and he wanted to take it out on Wade.
"So what do you want-" Wade couldn't finish his sentence as Mark grabbed him by his neck and slammed him hard against the wall. "Ah! F-Fuck!"
Mark smirked as he saw that Wade was scared; scared of what he might do to him and Mark was in the mood for that.
"M-Mark-" Wade couldn't finish as Mark kissed him roughly on the lips and Wade tried to pull away from him.
Mark did not like that and growled in anger. He threw him onto a table and Wade groaned in pain. Mark chuckled and walked into the kitchen.
Wade tried to get up and his eyes widen in fear as he saw Mark come back in with ropes and a knife.
"N-N-No..." Wade's eyes water and he was starting to shake. "P-Please no..."
Mark chuckled at the younger man. "Oh, yes..." He said, licking his lips.
Now Wade was about to enter a nightmare as well as Randy...