Epilogue...

"It's just like you wanted right, Princess~" He touched the young boy's cheek with a feather-like touch. "Nobody is going to take you away from me," The smirk never left his lips as he looked at the frightened boy in front of him.

"I don't want this..." His eyes let out a few drops of tears and he visibly flinched as the older dried it away with his thump.

"I'm not going to hurt you, I could never hurt an angel like you," the man's voice was low and deep, sending shivers down the boy's spine.

"All I want to do is play with you, my dear Elijah~"

"NO!" The boy quickly sat up, panting wild and heavily as he held his hand over his chest. "It’s fine already! goddamnit, Elijah. Just leave me alone already," His eyes began to tear up at the awful thoughts that flooded into his head. "It’s fine, he’s fine, it’s okay, we’re okay..." his voice became lower as they were muffled when he curled up into a ball again.

Now again tonight, all that was heard in the small apartment was the quiet and muddled sound of crying and whimpering.

•~•

"I heard we're going to get a transfer soon~," the dark-brown haired boy said as he sat down at the table.

"Poor guy, having to go to the same school as you." The slightly older male teased, earning a slap on the shoulder.

"Guy or girl?" The golden-haired boy asked as he continued to copy the homework he had forgotten.

"Oooh~ I hope girl." The flirt of the group said with a smirk.

The informer of the new fact shrugged "I only heard that there was coming someone new into our class."

A new one joined them at the table "Are you talking about the transfer? I heard it was a guy." He smiles, as he shoved the food into his mouth.

"I hope he won't have the same arrogance as the last one, thinking he was better than me." The oldest said with a huff. "When is he coming?"

"Tomorrow"

•~•

"I don't want to go!"

The male paced around his room.

That disgusting man of a boss was just a big pervert in disguise when he's at work, but behind the scenes, all he would do was grope Elijah’s ass and smirk at him. Sicko!

He looked at his phone again and unlocked it just to see if he was lucky enough to have read it wrong.

'Mira can unfortunately not come to work today so I would like it if you could come in her stead."

He sighed, today was the day the boss and Mira would work alone at the shop and by the creepy looks that old man was giving him lately, he had the feeling that he wouldn't stop at just groping him this time. He had tried before the same fucking trick.

He would get to work and then when it was about midnight -closeting time- he would try to lick and grope him.

The thought of it made Elijah want to puck.

He sighed, "I don't have any other choice, he pays me after all." He but his lip "if I don't get paid soon, I'm going to die of starvation."

He got dressed into the work uniform and walked out the door.

•~•

As he made his way to work, he felt an unpleasant feeling of uneasiness, Something's wrong. He made his way inside the shop, empty. No customers and weirder, no boss. He walked a few steps inside. "Boss! I'm here!" He called out.

He was now halfway across the room, walking towards the office, thinking that maybe the boss was in there instead. He instantly flinched when he heard a clicking sound behind him, turning around he saw his boss, smirking, hair messy, dirty shirt with what Elijah assumed was alcohol stains.

"Come here little Elijah." He slowly walked closer to the said boy. "Did you think I didn't get your little hint at the shop today, looking at me sexily while licking your lips and then trying to make me jealous with laughing with another coworker."

Elijah backed away from the other, he instantly began to feel threatened. His breathing becoming uneasy and short. He had no idea what the old man was talking about or even why he had taken such a liking to the younger, he wasn't attractive or pretty in any way but somehow this guy won't leave him alone.

"You deserve punishment for making me like this, I'm going to make you scream out my name with those pulp lips" He was getting dangerously close to the freighted boy.

My legs won't move...! He looked at the doors, his escape was right there but he was too scared to move. Somebody! Help me!

*Ding*

the bell above the door rang and like guardian angels, six boys appeared in the doorway looking around.

Elijah ‘s POV

I quickly turned my gaze toward my boss again and saw the glare he was giving the group. I act as soon as I saw his eyes go from me to them and ran my ass off, towards the door. Bumping into one of them on the way. I wanted to turn around and apologize but when I saw the boss running toward me, my thoughts went to the only one I thought would save me.

Run! Elijah, run!