[CLOSED] you're giving me such a rush.

[nixon dimitri allen]

"No, and if you dare to- Hey, you handsome little twerp. How's the boyfriend? Still bleeding? He's like your sister. He wiggles too much. But he's a really good lay. You two should really stop being sexually active. It goes to your head." He poked Tony's nose as he neared him, pulling the boy's jaw forward to kiss him deeply, forcing his mouth open.

"It makes you a monster, little Tony." He smirked, then made his way down the hall and out the front door.

[zoey ashlyn martyn]

Tony tensed, trying to pull away. He melted against the kiss some, angry tears falling down his cheeks before he stumbled forward, wiping at his lips.

Zoey looked up with defeated eyes when he sat down next to her and fixed her hair, reached over and took her phone gently, dialing Britton's number.

[britton "britt" markus roberts]

"I know you always thought Dylan was cute." Mat said from where he lay.

"I never said Dylan wasn't cute. I just said he was yours. I wouldn't do that." He said, wiping off the ink from the bat he was working on. He had a large sketch of a grim reaper in a pool of blood, his bony hand reaching outwards. His cloak was breaking apart into bats, which were flying away now, his red eyes staring at Britt. When his phone rang, he handed it to Mat, who answered it.

"Britt's a bit busy at the moment. But if you give me a message I'll be sure to write it on his forehead tonight while he sleeps." Mat said cheerily.

[zoey ashlyn martyn]

Zoey curled up, wincing in pain as she wiped angrily at her face, looked towards Tony as he spoke.

"Zoey really needs him.." he murmured, voice hushed and broken. "Tell him Jason just raped her..." His voice wavered and his bit his lip. Zoey reached to brush his tears away despite her own, took the phone from him. He stared into his lap. "Mat... I really need to talk to him.."

[britton "britt" markus roberts]

Matt listened to the boy on the other end, chewing on his lip. But it wasn't until Zoey told him to hand over the phone that he actually said anything. "Someone's touching your girlfriend's girly parts." Mat said, handing Britt the phone. Britt scowled at him, obviously disgusted.

"Mat, that's not fucking funny. Her creepy ex boyfriend keeps attacking her." Britt said, pulling off one of his gloves to take the phone. Mat just rolled his eyes, laying his head back down.

"See if I answer your phone anymore."

"Sorry, Mat's a prick. What's wrong?" He asked, slowly working on the last bat.

[zoey ashlyn martyn]

Zoey began to cry as she heard his voice. She didn't know if it was guilt or humiliation or what. "I-.. Jason was in the house..." She rasped. "He trapped mein my room and-" She cleared her throat. "I couldn't get away, Britt..." Shifting her weight, she whimpered, sore. "Tony's here but I-...I need you..."

[britton "britt" markus roberts]

"It's okay, baby. It's not your fault." He finished the bat he was working on, asking Mat if he could clean up before he wrapped his tattoo. 'I gotta go.' He mouthed, and Mat nodded, sitting up as Britt walked out the front door. "I'm on my way, okay? I'm coming." He said, fishing his keys out of his pocket. He started the truck, and drove to her house.

"I'm here. I'm coming in." He said, hanging up the phone and tossing it to the seat. He grabbed his gun from under his seat, checking to see if it was loaded before he walked into the house. He kept his gun down by his side, ready to fire it at any second. He rounded the corner, tucking it into the waist band of his jeans when he didn't see the boy there. "Hey, baby.." He reached over, gently rubbing Tony's shoulder before he sat down.

[zoey ashlyn martyn]

Zoey hung up as he reached the house, Tony looking over when he came into the room. He scooted over, then got up to go get a drink and get her some water.
Fresh tears just began to fall down her cheeks as she reached for Britton's hand, face pained. "I didn't know he was inside..."

[britton "britt" markus roberts]

"No, baby.. Don't blame yourself. He's just an ass." He said, gently pulling her into his lap. He ran his fingers slowly through her hair, rocking her gently. He kissed her forehead, reaching over to grab her blanket. He pulled it up around her, then started to rock her again, resting his chin on her head.

"He's not in the house anymore. It's okay now. Do you want to go take a hot shower?" He asked. "Or I can just sit here and hold you. It doesn't matter to me."

[zoey ashlyn martyn]

Zoey curled up in his lap, clinging to him tightly, as well as the blanket when he wrapped it around her. Tony brought a water in and handed it to Britton, biting his lip amd wandering back out quietly so they could be alone. "Don't let me go yet.." She whispered, burying her face as she cried.