Set Me Free

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Andrew ran, at first he didn’t care where he ran, he just wanted to feel truly free and he did, he ran until his legs burnt and his chest heaved. Andrew sank to the floor, closing his eyes he began to think where should he go? He had to tell Amber he was fine, she will have been worried and he wanted to see Josh. Andrew glanced down at his clothes and paused, dark copper stains covered his shirt. Slowly Andrew raised his hand to touch the dog collar around his neck, his finger brushed against the bite mark on his shoulder-Christian.

Andrew didn’t move, why should he care what had happened to that man? He had kidnapped him, held him prisoner and from everything Andrew could gather belonged to something illegal. A memory flashed across Andrew’s mind – Christian holding him, kissing him, his dark eyes lighting up... Andrew forced himself to stand, running a shaky hand through his hair and shook his head and smiled, he had to find Christian.

Andrew stepped onto the street, moving towards Christian’s home when something captured his attention. A single black car with tinted windows sat across the street from him, a chill ran up his spine picking up speed to a gently jog Andrew kept glancing at the car.

Andrew started to relax as he got to the corner, the car was still stationary, he was just about to turn when the car creep forward out of the space and turned heading towards him. Andrew bolted; he couldn’t go towards Christian’s place! These people might what to hurt him, but where to go? Andrew turned sharply and head to the only place he knew no one would be, darting in front of the car forcing the drive to slam on his breaks Andrew head for him home.

Andrew felt as if was about to die when his apartment came in view, his chest burned, swear make his clothes stick to his body and his legs felt like jelly. Andrew tore down the path grabbing the hider key as he passed; he just managed to yank the door open as he heard the car screech to a stop behind him.

Andrew didn’t even look up as he slammed the door shut, turning all the locks he had and collapsing to the floor. A loud bang from the other side caused Andrew to jump and move back from the door. Fear tightened his chest as he watched the door shake a shudder, closing his eyes he whispered to himself.

‘Please don’t break please!’

Andrew crawled along the floor, not daring to life his head in case he was seen, the banging went silent and Andrew let out the breath he’s been holding. He was free, tears rolled down his cheeks and a hollow laugh escaped his throat. He didn’t know how long he sat their cry and laughing on the floor of his apartment, but the ringing of his phone brought him back to reality. Slowly getting to his feet Andrew picked up the phone and held it to his ear.

‘Andrew.’

The voice on the other end whispered but it was enough to make Andrews leg’s buckle, collapsing to the floor Andrew felt his chest become tight and his ears began to ring again.

‘Christian,’ a half sob broke from his lips, ‘you’re alive! I was so worried.’

Andrew heard Christian snort on the other end of the phone line, ‘You didn’t really think a little thing like a bullet would stop me do you? You know the why you’re talking sounds like you almost care.’

Andrew could almost see the smirk on Christian’s face, even as his own began to burn with embarrassment.

‘Idiot! I don’t care! It’s just if you’re gonna get shot don’t do it near me!’

Christian’s laugh sent tingles down Andrew’s whole body; he couldn’t help but smile himself, until a loud bang at the back of the apartment made him drop the phone.

‘Andrew! Andrew?!’

Grabbing the phone Andrew listened as the banging continued, ‘Christian someone’s trying to get in! What do I do?’

‘Hide, I’ll be right over.’

The line went dead in Andrew’s hand, a cold fear closed around his heart as he moved through the apartment trying to find a place to hide. A crush from the kitchen forced Andrew to dive into the closet; he could hear voices from inside his home. Andrew placed his hands over his mouth and shut his eyes as the voices grew louder.

‘He’s gotta be in here! Tear the room apart, the boss wants to send a message!’

Andrew’s eyes spanned open and he looked around the dark closet, he had to hold them off until Christian could get here, panic set in as he saw that their was nothing he could used as a weapon. A shadow moved to stand in front of the closet; Andrew held his breath and pressed himself into the wall.

‘Come out little boy, we know you’re there.’

Andrew did the only thing he could, bunching the muscle in his legs Andrew shot up and out of the closet, hearing a satisfying crunching sound as the door hit the intruder in the face.

‘Fuck! Grab him!’

Andrew felt hands grab his shirt, yanking him off balance and before he could regain his footing Andrew was thrown to the small bed a man with tattooed tear drops straddled his narrow hips while his large hands enclosed around Andrew’s throat.

Andrew tried to buck the large man off, scratching at his arms to let go, but the other guy grabbed his arms and tied them to the head board. Andrew could feel his body starting to go numb from the lack of oxygen but he couldn’t help but feel some pride noticing that he must have broken the guys’ nose. Suddenly the guy straddling him let go of his neck and go off of him, but any sense of relief was extinguished as he moved down and tied his legs to the foot board.

Andrew tried to cry out but something was stuffed into his mouth causing him to cough and choke, Mr Broken Nose hit him hard in the stomach forcing the air to rush from Andrew’s body.

‘That was for my nose you little fuck.’

Andrew felt tears move into his eyes as Mr Tear Drops, undid his trousers pulled them and his pants down to past his knees, a cruel grin spread across both their faces as the stared at Andrew naked form.

‘Pity we don’t have more time, I’d like to play with this one some more.’

Broken nose reached out and gently ran his finger tips over the head of Andrew penis, Andrew twisted his head away, he didn’t want them to touch him, bile rose in his throat, where was Christian?

Andrew cried out as a hand slid underneath him, forcing his hips off the bed, turning Andrew saw that Tear Drops had pulled out a metal flask and a long metal rod or something. Broken Nose held him in place. Andrew’s eyes widened as the sharp pain tore into his skin and he tried to scream.
Christian was losing all his ability to stay calm, he’d heard the fear and pain in Andrew’s voice and this-this woman was trying to stop him from getting to him!

‘Move I’m leaving!’

‘Mr DeSantos I can’t let you leave, the doctor has just not finished you’re stitches and-‘

It was too much, Christian thought of Andrew hiding shaking in fear begging him to hurry, Christian nodded to his bodyguard who pressed a revolver to the nurse’s head.

‘If you don’t move, I’ll order him to shoot.’

Christian watch the nurses eyes widen and then after a small nod she moved aside, Christian didn’t stop, he didn’t know how long all of that had held him up, he just cared about one thing getting to Andrew. He reached the car, yanking the door open he gave the address and watched as the world moved at lightning speed pass the window.

Christian felt his head spin and he reached up to his shoulder, blood flowed freely from the bullet wound, gritting his teeth together Christian reached forward and load his gun, all that mattered was Andrew.
Andrew felt Broken Nose lower him to the bed, his hip burnt with pain and he felt sick, he wanted to die, tear crawled down his cheeks.

‘Welcome to the family kid.’

Andrew was confused but fear crept over him as Broken Nose lent over him a hand tangled in his hair forcing his head back.

‘Tyler what the fuck are you-‘

‘Chill, I just wanta know what this kids got to get the boss so worked up.’

Andrew felt he mans tongue trace his jugular, while his hand forced its way underneath Andrew’s body cupping one of his cheeks. Andrew tried to scream but the gag stayed put, he tried to twist away from him, when suddenly Tyler was pulled from him.

‘Leave it! Christian will be here any minuet!’

Andrew watched as the men left, tears sliding down his cheeks closing his eyes Andrew did the only thing he could, he waited...
Christian yanked the car door open as soon as Andrew’s apartment came into view; he clicked the magazine into place and readied the gun. The front door stood open an eerie silence filled the apartment as Christian stepped through the door his back pressed to the wall. Christian moved towards the back of the apartment, he noticed that the phone lay on the floor, the cord tangled.

A noise from a back room made Christian freeze, it was faint as if muffled but it had been there, Christian stopped and listened, silence filled the air. A smile played on his face, so someone was still here, he was gonna get to play after all. Christian moved until he was next to the doorway the noise had come from, without hesitation Christian stepped into view guns drawn. He saw the two men’s surprised face, he didn’t care, he squeezed off two shots, the first caught the man closest to the door between the eyes, the second shattered the other mans knee.

Christian kept his gun fixed on the man still alive, blood oozed across the floor, and the man was pale. A noise caused Christian to turn to his left and his heart shattered. Andrew lay bound and gagged to the bed, his clothes hung off his body exposing his bare skin but as Christian scanned his body for injuries his blood boiled. On Andrew’s left hip branded into his skin like some animal was two s’ twisted together surrounded by thorns...Thomas’ mark.

Christian heard his men move into the room behind him, he didn’t even check as he walked towards the bed. ‘Sit him up, search them both.’ Christian stood over Andrew a second before leaning down and removing his gag and bounds, careful not to touch the terrified boy.

‘Christian.’

Andrew sobbed out the older man’s name before wrapping his arms tightly around his neck, not caring about anything else. He heard Christian making shushing noises and strong arms curled around his body, before Christian careful pulled free, he shrugged off his jacket and draped it over Andrew’s shoulders.

‘You’re safe now Andrew.’

Andrew watched as Christian moved to stand back in front of the injured man, as one of his guards handed him a flask. Christian opened it and Andrew’s whole body shuddered, the throbbing pain in his leg seemed to increase.

‘Cold branding? Marking the person that belongs to me. You have a death wish’

Andrew eye’s widened in horror as Christian tipped the flask over the face of Broken Nose, ‘NO! Christian stop!’ Andrew tried to push himself off the bed, but tangled in his clothes and the mess of bedding falling into the blood of other man, a wave of nausea crashed over him. The screams of broken nose tore through his soul; strong arms pulled him to his feet.

Andrew was to tired, scare and confused to argue as he was placed into the waiting car, his mind whirled. Christian had killed one man, in cold blood and the other, Andrew glanced out of the window towards his apartment, the screams echoed in his head, the other...


*****Cold Branding: This is a rare method of branding, its the same as normal branding but extreme cold is used (like liquid nitrogen)

***********TBC:Chapter 7: Belong to Me *********************