Just A Number..

"No Quincy you're not. That proved it right there. You've changed babe. You didn't do that to me..." Zac pulled Quincy's hands away from his face.

Quincy's eyes were welling up with tears, his dark drown eyes black with self hatred.

Zac's baby blue eyes widened.
"Oh, honey don't cry..." He said softly, caressing Quincy's cheek.

Quincy sniffled and pressed his face into Zac's small chest.
"I-I love you....I-I would never h-hurt you....."

Zac wrapped his arms around Quincy's neck.
"I know babe, I know..." He kissed the top of his head.

Quincy wped his eyes, he was not going to cry. He shook his head and just held Zac as Kindle finally slipped into the room.
"Dude they got Joey and some blone guy in a room on the next floor."
"Great."
"How will be get there?"
"Vents."
Quincy pointed to the large vent in the wall. He locked the door and took Zac's hand. He got down on all fours and climbed into the vent on his belly. He pulled Zac on top of him before telling Kindel they would be back.

Zac scurried past Quincy. He needed to find his mother. He was tinier so it was easier for him to get around in the vents. He peeked in through every vent, shuddering at some of the things he saw until finally he saw his mother.

Quincy cursed, quickly following him, cursing as he saw Kevin. He wrapped a hand over Zac's mouth.
"Don't make a sound." He hissed as he looked at the beaten and battered body of Kevin Riley. The man was tied to the bed post with a belt. He had several vibrators carelessly shoved into his tight hole, which was visibly bleeding. There was a man, sitting beside him asnd laughing as Kevin sobbed, scrating at the belt but only scratching and cutting his own neck. His face was pale, his lips blue as the belt was choking him.
"R-Rick...." He whispered hoarsly, the name snarrled and took the beer bottle in his hand, hitting Kevin in the temple with it.

Zac whimpered and looked up at Quincy then back through the vent.

"Zac, go back, im coming." He gently nudged Zac back from where they came.

Zac looked at him like he was insane.
"No." He hissed lightly. "If you aren't going in there I am. He can have me, just not my momma."

Quincy put a hand over his mouth, and with that same arm he carried Zac back to his hotel room, shutting the vent.
"Zac I told you. You do what I say or I swear to God I will leave you here with Kindle and ill deal with your momma. If you would have made a move he would have fucking found us out, he would have you, me and your momma. You do what I say or else its hopeless.."

"Quincy my mother is about to be fucking raped if he hasn't been already. Now you let me the fuck go or you go stop him yourself. Damnit, if he fucking rapes my mom so help me god I will strangle his fucking ass." Zac was struggling to get back to the vent.

Quincy held him.
"No....We will have to go to the slave trade....There is nothing we can do, we cant get in that room. He will hurt your momma worse if we do. Just stay with me. Imma take care of it."
He looked at Kindle.
"Lookout?"
"Lookout!" He climbed through the vent.

"Then fucking hurry!" Zac exclaimed, rocking back and forth anxiously.

"Zac, we cant get him until slave trade, by then Joey will have done as he pleased. But we will get him back before it gets worse."

"Fuck NO!" Zac screamed. He figured it didn't matter. Everyone else was fucking screaming around here. "No. No. No. NO." He didn't know what to do. "I'm going down there." No matter what he had to do he was going to make sure that man's dick came nowhere near Kevin's ass. That would kill his father and he wouldn't let that happen.

Quincy held him, made shure he couldnt move.
"Zac....He might not rape Kevin....The vibrators were doing that for him."

"Quincy let me the fuck go..." Zac stared at the vent, shaking. "I don't care he's still hurting him!"

"Zac, your young. Sometimes you have got to let go and let it happen so you can help. If you go in there now we wont ever get him back. If you wait A swear We wll have in back soon."

"But it will be too fucking late!" Zac exclaimed. "Wh-what if we go and barter or whatever? He can have me if he gives you momma? I'm a virgin I'm tighter than him anyway. You take momma home and then come get me at the slave trade thingy." Zac was dead serious.

"No Zac. Kevin is perfect, he is more grown. He is small he is vulnerable and very easy to manipulate. I love Kevin but Im not giving you to that man. End of story."

"Then I will do it myself. Quincy it will hurt me more if I let him hurt my mother. Please. I'm begging."

"No. Zac I refuse and im so sorry but you can't. Your momma will be okay, I will make sure of that. But right now, you are under my watch you do what I say.

"Stop worrying about me! I can take pain better than he can. I have less people who would care if I get hurt. You and momma are pretty much it. Everyone needs momma around... no one will care if he takes me. Just please." Zac's eyes were teary as he looked into Quincy's eyes.