I tried to glare at the man I hated so much as he left, but couldn't stop myself from crying uncontrollably. Why were we going out anyway? Was the sick fuck trying to celebrate the fact that he owned me or something? He probably was. It took me a while, but finally managed to sit up, wiping my eyes then myself off with one of the sheets as best I could before slowly putting my clothes back on. I still felt disgusting, even as I put on my incredibly tight pants with a plain gray t-shirt and pulled on my shoes. I winced slightly as I moved around more. Damn my ass hurts.
xXx
Craig was waiting for me when I finally left the room, looking me over in approval. It made me want to throw up. Unfortunately, nothing was in my stomach, so ended up I running back into the bedroom I'd just bee raped in and dry-heaved instead. When I finally finished gagging I took a few shaky breaths ad hesitantly went back out.
"Are you ready?" Craig asked as he slipped an arm around my shoulder when I re-emerged. I felt myself shake and got a strong urge to hit his arm away, but refrained from doing anything since we were surrounded by his bodyguards and nodded instead.
"Yeah, I just forgot something," I lied.
xXx
We ended up getting into a fancy silver car. Craig sat in the back seat with me ad slid as close to me as possible even when I slid away until I couldn't get away any farther and got pressed against my door.
"Why are you so jumpy Kotetsu?" He asked when I tried to get farther away when he reached out and grasped my leg, gradually inching toward my waist until I hit his hand away. His eyes immediately darkened and he forced my hands behind my back.
"Don't move around to much, unless you want them to notice me touching you," he whispered in my ear, indication the driver and the bodyguard in the front seat. "I've bee through worse than having someone watch me get molested," I said jerking violently when he tried to undo my belt.
"Yes, I know," he said kissing my neck. He said it so cheerfully that I doubted that he really did know. "Abuse from your friend, raped, and your beautiful wife dying on you, and even leaving your precious daughter behind..." he said, shaking his head and smirking at me. Those last two comment fully enraged me. I would not let him talk about my wife that way, especially when he was so wrong. She knew the risks of trying to leave and died tryig to keep Kaede safe. I'd never let anyone twist the truth of the matter around.
"Don't you ever talk about my wife again you sick fuck, you don't know anything about her-" I started but got cut off when Craig slapped me just as hard as my friend had when he'd handed me over.
"Don't ever speak to me that way again," Craig snarled as I felt my cheek reddening. After a moment, when I could see straight again, Craig stopped looking angry and tried to hold my hand, but I immediately recoiled.
"Don't touch me," I said, treating him like he had some sort of disease and looking out my window. Craig immediately grabbed my chin and forced me to look at him.
"I'll do whatever I damn well please to you, Kotetsu," he said, looking furious. "You don't quite seem to get the fact that you're mine, so if I want to touch you, I'll do it. If I want to have sex with you I'll do it. Nobody's going to stop me, nobody's going to save you, and nobody's going to care," he said, gripping my hair and making me wince.
"Sir," the driver said, "sorry to interrupt, but we're here." Craig glared at me. "Wait for me to get out and don't do anything stupid," he said before letting me go. I looked away glaring out the window until Craig opened my door and forcefully grabbed my arm, dragging me out of the car, and led me into on of the nicest restaurants I'd ever seen. Too bad that the man I was with was completely ruining the experience for me.
Craig led me over to the semi-populated table near the back and made me sit down next to him before he ordered some food for us. He must have come her for business.
xXx
"Oh no, what are they doing here," I heard Craig say after we'd been waiting for a while. Curious, I started to look up, but he squeezed my wrist, making me wince and look at him instead. "don't even think about looking at them, Kotetsu, or I'll make you regret it later," he promised, so I looked back down, scoffing slightly. "It seems that they like to come here often," said one of Craig's companions, "It's one of the MOST popular places around here that loves to serve these fake heros." I heard Craig curse under his breath and say that Mr. Brooks Jr. and his crew were coming close.
I wanted to look at the men who could infuriate Craig so easily but didn't dare. "Good afternoon, Craig," came a new, cheery, much younger sounding voice. "Barnaby," said Craig, not bother to hide that fact that he obviously hated him. "What brings you to my table acting so civil? We are rivals after all." Did that mean that this Barnaby person is a Hero too? I wondered. "Oh Craig, Craig, Craig," Barnaby started, "when have I ever not been civil?" I looked at Craig, seeing him glare at Barnaby, whom I still don't dare to look at. "Relax Craig," Barnaby said, "I was just wondering if you'd introduce me to the cutie sitting next to you. I promise not to steal him from you if you do."
I saw Craig's glare intensify before he said no and smirk worked its way onto his face. It made him look absolutely creepy. It probably also meant that Barnaby was probably going to give up, what could he do if Craig wouldn't introduce us? I wasn't going to risk looking at him, but I did't want Barnaby to leave without knowing my name either for some reason. "Hey, Craig?" I said, tugging on Craig's sleeve lightly. "What is it Kotetsu?" He asked looking back at me. Good; if Barnaby had been listening, he now knew my name.
"I have to go the the bathroom," I said, looking at him a little pleadingly. Craig frowned at me. "Fine, but you're not going alone," he said. "Trix, go with him." He motioned to one of his body guards, who happened to have black hair to follow me.
xXx
As soon as Trix and I got to the bathroom I slipped inside, locking the door behind me before he could enter as well. "Please, can I be alone for a little while?" I begged through the door when he cursed at me. "I promise I'll behave, I won't even lock the door," I said, unlocking it and peering out at the black-haired man. He seemed to consider it for a minute before glaring and crossing his arms. He leaned against the wall outside in a manner that almost dared me to try anything on his watch. I wasn't going to complain, so long as he left me alone.
I felt relieved to finally be alone but still felt Craig's disgusting touch lingering on my skin, so I hurried over to the sink and cleanse myself with soap ad water. I was extremely thankful that there were paper towels available. Washing myself off where he'd touched me made me feel so much better. I cringed when I heard a knock come from the door. "I'm not done yet, Trix," I said quickly fixing my clothes and throwing away the paper towels. I wanted to take as much time as possible if I could. Much to my disappointment, however, the door opened anyway.
"I'm not Trix, so am I allowed to come in?" Came a familiar voice. Barnaby. I froze unsure of what to do. "I can't believe that Trix allowed you to come in." I said a little apprehensively, looking down. I really didn't want to get into trouble for associating myself with Barnaby. I heard a light laugh come from behind me, knowing he was approaching. I had to try very hard not to look at him in the mirror. "Like I'd need somebody's permission to do something," Barnaby said behind me. His attitude reminded me a lot of Craig. "Don't worry Kotetsu, I took care of Trix," he added after a brief pause. So he had been listening when Craig said my name... "Took care of?" I asked, turning around but still not looking at him fully.
All I could tell from what I saw what that he was probably some what short and fit. I started to walk to the door to see what he was talking about, surprised when he let me pass by. As soon as I opened it though, I wished I hadn't when I saw an unconscious Trix. I slammed the door shut, horrified, and backing up. What was Craig going to do to me when he found out what Barnaby had done?! When he found out that I'd spoke to Barnaby?! I felt myself back into something ad knew it was Barnaby when hands gripped my shoulders. I wasn't sure who to be afraid of; Barnaby or Craig.
"W-what's with you people?" I asked, squeezing my eyes shut and shaking as he turned me around, "hurting each other for no reason!" "Oh, but I had a reason," Barnaby said. "He was in my way. "
"How was he in your way?" I asked opening my eyes again, but looking down. "I wanted to come in here and ask you something," he said. "What is it?" I asked, unmoving. Nobody had ever wanted to talk to me badly enough to knock somebody else out of it before. "Since you're with Craig, you obviously like guys, right? I was wondering if I had a chance with you." Barnaby said with ease. I remained silent, feeling my eyes water at what he'd said; with Craig... like it was really my choice. I trembled when he gently grabbed a hold of my chin and raised it when I remained silent. I still avoided looking at him. "Why don't you look at me Kotetsu, " Barnaby asked gently.
"Are you afraid of me? Do you like older men? Did I offend you?" I remained silent, closing my eyes. "If I look at you will you forget about me?" I asked after another moment of silence. I shouldn't be talking to Barnaby."If you look me in the eye and reject me, I will never bother you again, how's that?" Barnaby asked. He seemed confident that I wouldn't.
As soon as I opened my eyes I knew why. I was looking straight into the most beautiful face I'd ever seen. Barnaby had the most stunning shad of long blonde curly hair, and gorgeous blue eyes that complimented it perfectly. He was absolutely gorgeous; I could see why Craig hadn't wanted me to look at him. But he sill scared me to death. I knew I was staring at him, but I couldn't help it. He was so beautiful. Only part of it was because of his beauty though.
The other part was that I as scared shitless of him. Barnaby himself was staring into my eyes as if peering into my very soul. I was afraid that he could see everything. "I'm sorry, Barnaby,"I said, finally adverting my gaze, "but I can't be with you," because I can't choose who I'm with; all I ever have been and ever will be is somebody's fuck toy. "It'd be better if you forget about me." I knew I was on the verge of tears as I pushed him away from me and went back to the man I hated.