Broken

This chapter has been prompted by LittleMissBovver, GleeGeneration23, Xander and a guest and their joint request was Robbie may be a homophobic little bully at the best of times, but even he has his limits. When he finds out about Finn raping John-Paul he is disgusted and tells his friend that, inadvertently angering Finn. But how far will he go to get his revenge on Robbie and who will walk away the winner?

Please note, male rape is a big part of this story and if you feel like you may be triggered don't read!

"Robbie! Robbie wait up!" As the teen heard his name being called from further down the school corridor he increased his pace. It had been just two days since he had been beaten up John-Paul, two days since he had found out what a monster Finn truly was.

Ever since Finn had revealed what he had done to their teacher, Robbie had kept his distance. It had been easy when he was at home, he didn't have to answer the door and Finn wasn't stupid enough to push it, but now he was at school, in the same building as the younger boy, well he was fair game.

It was only lunch, but already Finn had tried to catch up with him a dozen or so times, though Robbie had managed to slip away each and every time.

He couldn't be anywhere near Finn, not now when he knew what the young scouse lad was truly like. The thought of what he had done to John-Paul was enough to make him feel sick to the very core, and when he had the chance, Robbie was going straight to the police.

He had chickened out before, but his mind had been made up when he saw John-Paul's empty classroom. The young English teacher should have been in there, doing what he loved most, but no, he was far away from the school, probably scared witless of the thought of a long prison stretch, something that would definitely happen if Robbie didn't do anything.

This was all his fault, and the young teen knew he had to do whatever he could to fix the mess he had caused.

So lost in his thoughts, Robbie didn't notice when Finn came around the corner, didn't even register the boy till Finn was right in front of him, not allowing any room for Robbie to move away.

"What do you want?" Robbie snarled, deciding going on the offensive was the best way to go with this sort of situation.

"Just seeing how you are mate. I mean, I've hardly seen you all day, it's like you're avoiding me or something," Finn said, his voice eerily soft, causing the hairs on the back of Robbie's neck to raise.

"Stay away from me," Robbie snapped, he wasn't in the mood to be subjected to even more of the school boy's mind games. He didn't need that monster getting into his head again, to persuade him to stay away from the police, once had been more than enough.

"Now why would I do that? We're mates remember?"

"You're nothing to me, nothing but a monster," as he spoke, Robbie tried to push past Finn, though said boy was having none of it. In his bid to get away, Robbie had unwittingly drawn a decent amount of attention to him and Finn, the surrounding students all watching the dispute from where they were stood.

"Don't say such horrid things Rob, they're not nice you know?"

"Yeah well I'm not exactly trying to be nice, someone like you doesn't deserve that," Robbie faintly noticed as the crowd around began to exchange confused glances at his words, able to hear a lot more clearly now that he was too angry to remain quiet. "You're a freak Finn, a disgusting, pathetic little maggot, and you deserve to rot in hell."

His words seemed to have some sort of effect on the younger teen, as after that, Robbie managed to easily push Finn away from him, ignoring the laughter and conspiracy whispers in his bid to get away and to calm down. He had been trying to keep his head down, just one day without any drama was all he had needed, to get his thoughts straight and to make sure he had his statement for the police all planned out.

He didn't need any extra trouble, because after today, it was all his life would consist of.

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"What was Robbie even going on about?" Billy asked Finn as the two teens made their way to their next lesson. "He sounded dead angry about something you'd done."

"No idea mate. You know what he's like, got a screw loose him," Finn said breezily, trying to not show just how shaken up Robbie's words had left him, when in fact they were still echoing through his mind.

"Well he seemed pretty serious."

"Probably just his idea of a sick joke, you know Robbie likes to stir the pot," Finn said before Billy could continue to talk about what had occurred earlier, the last thing he needed was to be reminded of why Robbie was acting the way he was. The knowledge of what he had done hit him every time he entered McQueen's classroom, the image of him lying vulnerable and completely at his mercy on the floor forever engrained into his memory.

"Some joke, the whole school's talking about it you know?" Billy said, sighing as the two boys got stuck behind a group of loitering year seven's. "Him going off on you like that was pretty random, everyone's wondering if he's lost his marbles."

"Wouldn't surprise me," Finn snorted, ignoring the indignant cries from the young group of girls as he pushed through them. "The whole family can be a bit nutty at times. I should know, they're sort of my family now that Sinead's shacked up with Freddie."

"Even so mate, it's you that everyone is really talking about."

"What? Why?" Finn asked, a sick feeling instantly hitting the pit of his stomach.

"Yeah, well people are thinking there must be a reason why Robbie said all those things. Lets put it this way, not a lot of girls will be coming your way next Saturday at Mark's, not after what Robbie said."

"You mean they believe what he's been saying?"

"I don't think there's anything to believe per say, but you know what it's like in this place. We're all bastards and people are completely happy ruining another person's social life. Just let it blow over mate and they'll have all got bored within the week."

"Yeah you're right Billy," Finn sighed as he made his way into the history classroom. And although he looked every part the attentive student, his mind couldn't be further away, because he was furious at Robbie. Not only had he completely turned on Finn after learning what he had done to McQueen (something Robbie had practically okayed beforehand!), he was now turning the whole school against him too.

Well he wasn't going to get away with it, Finn was going to get his revenge, he'd make sure of that. Robbie Roscoe's life was going to be ruined.

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Maybe going to the police station straight after school would have been the best thing, Robbie couldn't help but think as he wrapped his thin hoody around his form even tighter, hoping to keep some of the warmth in.

But Ziggy had coerced him into doing a shift in the garage first, said if he ever wanted to get any money for that car he and Jason were going to buy, he had to do a bit of work for it beforehand.

He should have argued, Robbie knew that, but if he did then his brothers would have asked why, and the teen didn't feel comfortable spilling all the details just yet, didn't want to do anything before the police had been told about Finn's true self.

So he had bit his tongue and gone to work, not leaving the garage till it was dark. After that he really should have gone home, left going down to the police till another day, when it was still light outside and not past six, but Robbie couldn't leave it. He had to make this confession now, before he bottled it and lost his confidence.

To save time though, Robbie had decided on going the short way to the offices, cutting through a handful of back alleys on his trip there. He couldn't have been more than five minutes away when his path was blocked by a very familiar figure.

"Fancy seeing you here mate," Finn said softly, his presence causing Robbie to stop in his tracks. "Real coincidence this isn't it?"

"What are you doing here Finn?" Robbie asked, hoping that the younger teen wouldn't know exactly why Robbie was where he was, that didn't know what he was planning on doing.

"I have a bone to pick with you. Ever since your little outburst earlier today there's been a few rumours going around school. Some people think you're mad, which I mean, is quite close to the truth isn't it? But others, well they're wondering if there's any truth to what you said."

"Not my fault if people are realising just how twisted you are," Robbie spat, glad that the occurrence earlier today was doing something to open his peers eyes.

"See there you go! Pointing the finger again, why can't you just admit that this was all your own doing? It'd be a lot easier for everyone involved."

"Because I never told you to rape John-Paul!" Robbie spat, his words pushing Finn over the edge. He ran to Robbie, pushing him over, though the older boy managed to kick out and catch Finn's legs, causing him to go falling over too. In seconds the two schoolboys were fighting on the floor, trying to get the upper hand and definitely not fighting clean.

Finn quickly managed to gain the advantage, punching Robbie in the stomach and winding him, making it easy for him to slam brunette boy's head onto the floor, leaving him completely dazed and doubled over in pain.

He had won this fight, and Finn stood to leave, satisfied that he was the more powerful of the two former friends, though before he got even five steps away from the still doubled over Robbie, his coughing caught his attention.

"You think this is going to stop me from telling people about what a monster you are? You're even more stupid than I thought O'Connor. You can't win this, so why are you even trying?" Finn's blood began to boil at Robbie's words. He had won, had shown he was the more powerful, and yet still Robbie couldn't stay quiet. It reminded him of a former English teacher who never knew when to shut up, and in that moment Finn knew what he had to do.

This situation paralled the last in so many ways, and as Finn turned to see the older boy still lying on the floor, still seeing stars after the latest hit on his head, the teen had to wonder if that was fate's cruel way of saying everything was how it was meant to be.

He didn't really care, though he could still appreciate the poetic justice of both situations, all parallels fled from Finn's mind as he popped the button on his trousers, the look of fear working its way through the confusion in Robbie's eyes, reminding him completely of John-Paul.

He felt bad about having to treat his best friend like this, didn't want to hurt him like he was about to, but Robbie needed to be shown he was no longer top dog. Finn wasn't a scared little kid anymore, he wasn't going to listen to Robbie, and he needed to prove that.

"I think we all know who's the winner now don't we Roscoe?" Finn whispered in Robbie's ear when he had pulled out and was pulling his trousers up. "But please, feel free to go to the police still. They won't care, not when they hear how sick in the head you are, in fact they'll agree that what I did being the best thing.

"That I was only doing the right thing, giving you a taste of your own medicine. I know it's hard to hear, but the truth hurts. I hope you're not going to do anything else stupid like you did at school, because I think we all know what I'll do then. See you mate, oh and clean yourself up, you look a mess."

With that Finn turned away, whistling a jaunty tune under his breath as the similar hit of adrenalin and control washed over him. It had happened with John-Paul too, it was a sign of control, and Finn knew now he had his power back. And he wasn't going to let it go ever again, because if someone tried to stop or humiliate him, well he had the perfect way to stop them.

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Robbie didn't bother with the shower when he got home. Just put the plug in the bathtub hole with shaky hands and turned both taps as far as they could go, the noise of them hitting the porcelain bowl underneath enough to drown out his shaky breathing. As the tub filled up, he pulled off his jeans and underwear, ripped away his shirt and chucking all the items of clothing to the other side of the bathroom.

Before the mirror started to steam up due to the hot water, Robbie caught sight of his reflection, trying not to wretch at the sight in front of him. He looked completely wrecked, his eyes bloodshot and face as white as a sheet.

But that wasn't what was worse, his body was already coming out with bruises, from both the fight with Finn and then what happened... after. His hips were already a rainbow of colours, and as he traced his finger alongside the injuries, Robbie couldn't help but wince at the pain. But it wasn't just those bruises that was causing him pain, it was every inch of him, everything just hurt.

But he couldn't think about what happened, he just couldn't. So instead, Robbie crawled into the now full bathtub, trying not to cry out as the practically boiling water scorched his skin, turning everything lobster red.

He was surprised he wasn't bleeding out right then and there, Finn hadn't exactly been kind enough to prepare himself, to make the penetration a little easier. But Robbie had to check, and then double check to see if he actually was bleeding, because it felt like it, like the flesh was ripped open and the muscle torn into shreds.

And that was when it hit him, as he sat in the steaming water, adjusting to the temperature and staring listlessly at the ripples of water that came from his form moving around. He had been raped, Finn, the one person who he had seen as friend, a confidante almost, had raped him.

Robbie shoved a fist into his mouth to stifle the sob, tears spilling onto his cheeks and into the water. It was silent in the room, bar when Robbie had to breath in, large gasping breathes of air that only disappeared seconds later, when he hurriedly exhaled, desperate to calm his heart.

He eventually managed to slow his breathing, but the water was lukewarm at very best by then, and the rest of his family have long since gone to bed, no doubt wondering why he was spending so much time in the bathroom. But Robbie didn't care, couldn't focus on appearing normal, not at that precise moment of time, the events of what happened just hours before still circulating his mind at an alarming pace.

As he took another breath, lifting himself out of the bath, and drying himself as gently as possible, Robbie vowed that no-one could ever find out what happened between him and Finn. This night was it, his only time to breakdown about it, because after that, he had to put back on his mask of cool indifference.

He had to, he couldn't let anyone see just how weak he was, he just couldn't.

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"Are you okay Rob?" Jason asked his twin with a frown as they made their way to English a couple of days later.

"Yeah, why wouldn't I be?" Robbie replied snappily, brushing his hair out of his eyes as he spoke. He hadn't been really putting as much effort into his appearance recently, not even bothering to gel his hair, preferring to let falling shaggily into his eyes, it was just easier that way. After all, what even was the point?

It hadn't been an easy couple of days though, he had tried his hardest to act normal, like nothing was bothering him, but both days had been an uphill struggle and Robbie couldn't picture it getting any easier.

"You've just been acting a bit weird is all," Jason shrugged, trying to sound casual and uncaring but failing spectacularly. Robbie knew he should probably be touched, grateful even that people could see something was wrong with him and want to help, but all it did was annoy him even more.

Why couldn't people just mind their own business? Why do they had to constantly invade your privacy and know every minute detail of one's life?

Robbie didn't want to talk, least of all to Jason. So sure he was a little quiet at the moment, a little bit jumpy, but he was dealing with everything fine. He needed to get his head straight, needed to work it all out in his head, but after that he would be completely fine.

But the whole process would be made a lot easier if he didn't have someone asking if he was okay every other minute.

"I'm fine okay?" Robbie snapped, before speeding up his pace. He knew Jason wouldn't drop it, meaning he only really had one option. He had to get out of there and quickly, so ignoring his brother's cries to stop and talk to him, Robbie kept walking, snarling as someone shoulder-checked him, causing him to hit the wall next to him.

"Watch it!" The other teen yelled, throwing a glare in Robbie's direction before going back to his conversation. But that wasn't the end of it, Robbie had seen red, his emotions all pent up and overspilling till he no longer had control of what he was doing.

"You watch it," he cried, grabbing the younger boy's arm and twisting it so the two boys were facing each other. Before the blonde could do anything, Robbie had punched him square in the jaw, causing him to go flying.

The connection was enough, gave him a way to let it all out, and ignoring the cries for him to stop, Robbie came after the boy again, he wasn't going to let this go. He was going to do this properly, he was going to win this fight, show the world he was strong.

Show him he was strong and in control.

He only got a few more punches in before he was physically restrained by some of the staff, but he struggled relentlessly against them, half-heartedly picking up on the blood that was trailing down his own face, when the other lad had fought back and hit him in the nose, causing a messy bleed.

And as he struggled to leave, desperate to get out of the too tight grips, away from the hundreds of eyes that were now following him as he was lead to the office, Robbie only picked up on Finn's amused smirk from the other side of the corridor. Eyes cold as he watched Robbie being lead to Patrick's office, leaving then teen feeling even weaker than beforehand.

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"Suspended for two days, for fighting no less, really Robbie?" Sandy snapped as she bustled around the kitchen, trying to keep busy to prevent herself from strangling her son. "I thought we'd moved past getting into fights ages ago."

"He shoved me," Robbie only replied, playing with the sleeve of his hoody as he spoke. "It was just an automatic reaction."

"Well it shouldn't be, and you know that! And you know I'm not going to believe that for even a second, though I'm still at a loss as to why you started bloodbath in the school corridor," Sandy only glared at Robbie when he tried to protest, showing she wasn't done with her rant, and that he was to listen to every word in silence till she had.

"Just be lucky that Mr Blake didn't expel you, a less lenient teacher wouldn't even hesitate and you know that. I mean, what's gotten into you Rob? You've always been a bit of a troublemaker, but to actually beat someone up so mercilessly, well that's not like you at all."

"Well maybe you don't know me as well as you think," Robbie found himself snapping, jumping to his feet and rushing to the front door, ignoring Sandy's cries for him to stop and talk to him. He had to get out, had to get away and sort his head out before he did something he'd really regret.

He didn't know how long it took, wasn't really aware of his surroundings, but then he realised his name was being called and he was dead bang in the centre of the village.

For half a second he froze, memories of that night hitting him, wondering if he was back to finish the job, but then he shook himself out of it, because that wasn't Finn's scouse twang, wasn't anywhere close in fact.

When he turned to face the person chasing him, Robbie couldn't help but be surprised to see Phoebe. She had never really seen eye to eye with, and whilst he had tried many a time tried to indulge in a conversation with her, she had never been an overly active participant. So this, well this was new, and if it had happened just a week ago, Robbie would have been doing cartwheels all around the village. Now? Well not so much.

"Are you okay?" Phoebe asked once she'd caught up to Robbie, throwing him a confused look. "I heard about what happened today and well I-"

"I'm fine all right. Why does everyone feel the need to ask me that? I'm fine, I mean why wouldn't I be? Why are you even asking me it's not like you care."

"Because I know!" Phoebe exclaimed, looking guilty as she spoke. "I know what Finn did you to the other night. I was there and I saw what happened. I've been trying to think of what to say to you for ages now, but I didn't know how to approach you. I mean I know more than most what something like that does to a person."

"No.. no, I don't know what you're talking about," Robbie protested, shaking his head as if that would undo the words that had just left Phoebe's mouth, because she couldn't know. She just couldn't, that wasn't possible, it just wasn't. "You've got it wrong, I mean I don't know what you saw, but it wasn't that."

"Robbie please," Phoebe said softly, taking a small step closer to him, though slowly as to not spook to him, like he was some sort of wild animal or something.

"No!" Robbie screamed, wiping away the tears that had sprung free, his bottom lip trembling furiously. "No, no this can't be happening, please say this isn't happening."

"I'm sorry," Phoebe said, looking even more guilty for causing Robbie such pain, having lived through the same thing herself. "I can't express how much I wish this hadn't happened to you, but it has and I'm going to be here for you okay?"

Robbie only nodded in response, scared that if he tried to give a verbal answer he'd only fully break down. Phoebe took another step then, and another, trying to keep her body language as neutral as possible to show she didn't want to hurt Robbie. When he didn't move, she slowly wrapped her arms around his form, feeling him stiffen slightly, before he finally let go, relaxing into her hold as sobs began wracking through his body.

It broke her heart to see, because this was Robbie Roscoe, class clown and general dick, reduced to a sobbing mess because of what someone, Finn, had done to him.

When it looked like Robbie was starting to calm down, Phoebe led him to a nearby bench, looking him square on, heart breaking once more at the sight in front of her.

"I know it's difficult to even think about this, but you have to go to the police Robbie, they need to know what sort of monster Finn is, he needs to be stopped before he does this again."

"They'll never believe me," Robbie said, a watery smile gracing his lips for the briefest of seconds, though it was far from genuine. "I mean, I do have a bit of a track record with lying to the police."

"But I'll be there to back you up. I'm a witness Robbie, it'll be enough for them to at least start an investigation. He may have already done this to another person, but even if he hasn't, Finn has the capabilities to do this again."

"He already has," Robbie muttered, grimacing as he remembered just how much despair John-Paul had been in. The once mild mannered, but quietly confident man had changed so much since Finn's attack on him, hell he was looking at a prison stretch with the attack on Robbie, and said teen had to wonder if he was changing as much as John-Paul was. If he was losing control too.

"What? Who? Do I know them?" Phoebe asked, eyes wide with shock as she realised that Finn wasn't someone who had just lost control and had done something unspeakable, no he had done this more than once. Meaning that the attack on Robbie was at least conscious, that he had made the decision to ruin Robbie in the worst way possible. And that made Finn ten times more dangerous that Phoebe had thought him to be.

"I don't think I can say. I only know because Finn was gloating about it, but the person, well I don't think he's told anyone. I can't... I can't tell people what Finn did to him, I know more than anyone what it'd do to me if people found out what had happened."

"Well maybe you can talk to him? Finn has raped two people now, and I can't imagine that stopping. We have to stop him, if you both go to the police, then that's more than enough evidence surely."

"Please tell me this isn't what I think it is," a familiar voice rang out, and both Phoebe and Robbie span around to face the new arrival, coming face to face with a horrified Freddie.

"Fred," Robbie breathed, sharing a desperate look with Phoebe, as he tried to think of a way, some sort of way to get out of his current predicament, because his family couldn't know what happened to him. They just couldn't, it was the first thing he had promised himself afterwards, what with Joe leaving, the Roscoe's had been through enough recently. Robbie really didn't want to add onto Sandy's pain anymore than he had to.

"Just tell me if what I heard about Finn was true or not," Freddie said, though it was clear he already knew that what he'd overheard was the truth, he just needed for that to be confirmed.

Robbie was silent for a moment, he still ached from Finn's attack on him, it still haunted every waking moment, and he could barely even say Finn's name without wanting to be sick. But he had to be strong too, Freddie already knew the truth, what was the harm in confirming it?

So slowly he nodded, wincing as Freddie cursed, promising to kill Finn O'Connor where he stood. "I don't think that's helping," Phoebe said dryly, shooting Freddie a look to try and get him to calm down. "Violence is going to make this whole thing worse. You need to go to the police if you want this whole thing to be sorted out properly."

"And if I don't?"

"You can't seriously be considering about letting that scum walk free?" Freddie asked, horrified as he saw just how much damage Finn had inflicted on his brother. "You have to report him Rob, it's the best thing to do."

"I'll think about it kay?" Robbie said eventually, biting his bottom lip as he spoke, a nervous habit he'd long since had from an early age. "I just.. I need some time to myself first, to get my head straight."

"Are you sure?" Phoebe asked, squeezing Robbie's hand to show she was there for him and that he had her full support.

"Yeah, I'll be fine, I promise. It's just, well today's been crazy. I just..."

"We get it," Freddie breathed, he didn't like the idea of leaving Robbie alone in his current state, but he understood it was for the best. "But I'll be at home if you need me."

"Yeah cheers," Robbie said, giving the pair a weak smile before getting off the bench and moving in the direction, so that he was leaving the village square, and going to a more private area.

He walked in silence for around twenty minutes before he spotted him. He was entering the local church, long since emptied due to the late hour, and Robbie made no haste in following the other male.

Robbie paused when he saw him sitting at one of the pews, deep in thought or maybe even prayer, though the teen quickly made his way over, slipping into the pew so the two men were sat next to each other, neither speaking up.

"What do you want Robbie?" John-Paul asked eventually, his tone tired. The last week had been the worst he'd ever experienced, and the young teacher had found himself going to hell and back. He had gone to the church for some peace and quiet away from his busy household, it was the only private place he had, and the last thing he wanted to do was share that with one of his torturers.

"I know all right. I know what Finn did to you," Robbie spat out the words, hoping that John-Paul wouldn't shut him out. He needed support, from someone who got it and understood why he was so jittery.

"I don't know what you're talking about," was his only reply, though Robbie knew his former English teacher was on the same page as him if his stiff posture and the way he was staring steelily ahead was any indication.

"Don't bullshit, he told me exactly what he did, and when.. when I threatened to call the police on him, well he did the same to me. Finn raped me." The words broke as Robbie finally spoke them aloud, accepting what had been done to him, though there was also a faint feel of relief that he had finally got it all out in the open too.

"He what?" John-Paul gasped, shocked to the core at what he had just been told. He knew Finn was a monster, but he hadn't thought for a second that the schoolboy would turn on his friend in such a sadistic manner.

"Yeah, it was a few days back, in this back alley... it doesn't matter. But ever since then... I've just felt so dirty! I must have taken a dozen showers, but it's never enough, I still feel his hands all over me, touching me, even when I tried to stop him," by this point Robbie was crying, letting go of all the emotions that he'd kept pent up since Finn's attack on him.

John-Paul was silent for a moment, though after a few moments he tore his eyes away from the huge organ that was set up in front of them, staring at the broken schoolboy in front of him.

"I'm so sorry Robbie, I wouldn't wish this sort of pain on anyone, and I'm sorry you have to live with it. I wish I could tell you it's going to get better, I really wish I could, but I'm sorry, I'm still waiting for that point to reach me."

"That's not why I'm here. I'm not here for comfort or for kind words, I can get that from anyone," Robbie admitted, wiping the few remaining tears away. "I'm here because we need to stop Finn. After everything he's done, who's to say he's going to stop here?

"Finn has ruined our lives, but I'm not going to let him do that anymore. Freddie and Phoebe know what he did to me, but I didn't tell them about you, don't worry. I'm going to the police though, and that's why I came here to find you. I want to give you the chance to come too, but don't worry, I'll get it if you don't want to."

The next few seconds as Robbie waited for the older man's response was probably the longest few seconds of his life, as he wondered whether he'd be entering that police station alone or with someone who could help and make this whole process a lot easier.

"I'll do it," John-Paul eventually said, shooting Robbie a small smile. "What Finn did has been haunting me for months now and I've had enough. I want to move past this and be stronger because of it, but I can't do whilst he's still out there, in the same village. I need to get him away."

So as one both Robbie and John-Paul made their way to Dee Valley Police Station, fully ready on putting their past behind them, determined to not let the attack on them ruin their lives, because what Finn had done to them had left them broken, scared and angry at the world, but he hadn't ended their lives.

No the two men were fighters, and they were going to fight Finn, make sure he got everything that he had coming to him, because there's only two things that you can do when something this tragic happens to you.

You can remain down, trying to keep all attention away from you and stay broken, or you can fight back, show your attacker that you're not beat because of what they did. And that was what Robbie and John-Paul were going to do, because they were survivors, and they were going to walk away from all this with their heads held high.

So I hope you enjoyed, despite the dark nature of this story. It's probably the darkest of the oneshots so far, so I hope I did it justice.

Next Chapter - There's a reason why Robbie and Jason never talk about their Dad, he's an evil and twisted man who last time they checked was rotting away in a prison cell because of assault. But now he's a free man once more and determined to get revenge on the family who got him imprisoned- Becky