Do You Want To Know A Secret?

Alex sat there staring at the door until morning, cursing himself for being so stupid. There were dark bags under his eyes from the lack of sleep.

Mike had decided to take a walk when some stranger asked him if he needed a ride. Mike said no and thanked the man but the man wanted more, the man wanted Mike. The man got out of the car, Mike tried to run but the man was faster. Mike screamed for help; screamed for Alex, as the man got ready to take what he wanted.

Alex walked over to Daffy's room to check for Mike. But he wasn't there. Alex got in his car and began driving around, he knew there was a very small chance that Mike would be out here but it was worth a shot.

The man was almost done, by now he had beat Mike, and made Mike give up on trying to resist. There was no one out at this time of night, Mike was alone and vulnerable. Even though Mike new it wouldn't help he still whimpered for Alex to come save him.

Alex turned down an empty street and something caught his eye. It looked like a man was being jumped... scratch that, raped. Normally Alex would've left this go, it was none of his buisness right? But he knew that cry for help... Mike. Not even pausing to stop the engine and pull over, he swung open the door and rolled out onto the street. He ran over and without hesitation swung his fist and made contact with the strangers jaw.
"He's carrying my fucking child asshole!" He screamed, pushing the man off of Mike.

Mike blinked dumbly, almost sure he was dreaming. There was no way Alex had come for him, not after the way they had been fighting. Mike didn't move, if that wasn't Alex then he was not safe, maybe if he played dead whoever that was wouldn't hurt him. Mike closed his eyes, there probably wasn't anyone there to begin with, it was just his imagination giving him false hope.

Alex finished beating the shit out of the stranger. He had him lying on the ground. He spat in his face. The man scrambled to his feet.
"Yeah! Go 'head and run! Asshole!"
He then knelt down beside Mike who was also on the ground, seemingly unconscious.
"Mikey, please tell me you're joking." Alex panicked, afraid of just how bad the man had hurt him.

Mike didn't know what to think, he wanted his mind to stop playing tricks on him. Mike trembled, afraid of what that stranger was going to do with him since he was done..... Mike just tried to picture Alex, Alex and his smiling face. Mike felt safe with Alex....."A-Alex." Mike whimpered quietly.

"Right here. I'm right here Mike." Alex whispered, stroking Mike's back. He wanted to squeeze him, hold him tight, kiss him but he didn't think he was up for that right now.

Mike opened his eyes, staring into the face of his savior. Mike didn't feel like moving, that man had beat him, violated him harshly. Mike shuddered at the thought of what he must look like, he knew he was bruised and batter and was bleeding, that man had torn and ripped him, he was sure of it. Mike slowly brought one hand up to grasp at Alex's shirt. "Y-You came for m-me." Tears welled up in Mike's eyes at the thought of Alex saving him, loving him enough to come out and look for him.

"'Course I did." Alex wrapped his arms gently around Mike, kissing his forehead. He frowned at Mike, he looked horrible, so... weak.

Mike buried his face in Alex's chest. "I-im so sorry! I-I couldn't stop him...." Mike whimpered. "I-I feel like I've cheated on you because th-that man touched me in places o-only you should!" Mike wailed. "I-im so sorry, Alex." Mike sobbed, not having the strength to do anything else. "I-I am a whore..." Im s-so sorry." Mike whimpered.

"Mikey, it's alright you're not a whore." Alex cooed, holding Mike in his lap. He couldn't deny he was pissed. He was jealous. He was hurt. It was killing him, thinking of what that man had done, but he knew Mike hadn't asked for it. He knew Mike was trying to get away.

"B-But he touched m-me Alex." Mike whimpered. "He t-took what was y-yours." Mike sobbed. "H-he rapped me a-and I wasn't strong enough to st-stop him!" Mike wailed. No one would ever know what this did to Mike. That man had taken what belonged to Alex. Mike promised himself that Alex was the only person he would be intimate with and that stranger had just violated him....made him dirty...and stole from Alex. Mike cried brokenly.

"Mike it's okay." Alex said, hugging Mike tightly. "I'm not gonna lie to you. I'm upset. I don't want to think about what he did. But I'm not mad at you. I don't want to think of this ever again, ok? Let's just worry about you, me, and..." Alex reached down and placed a hand on Mike's stomach. "Alex Jr." He smiled.

Mike nodded but he was still plagued by the thoughts of what that man did and the feeling of that strangers hands on his body. "B-But what if he hurt the b-baby Alex....he hit me hard....kicked me in my stomach...." Mike buried his head in the crook of Alex's neck. "Wh-what if I lost it."

"No." Alex whispered, staring at Mike's bloody, bruised stomach. He'd actually been looking forward to becoming a father. "You don't think you lost it do you?" Alex panicked, eyes widening as he looked down at Mike.

"I-I don't know but m-my stomach r-really h-hurts Alex." Mike whimpered, afraid he had lost Alex's baby. Mike's fingers ghosted over his stomach.

Alex's hands tightened into fists at the thought of losing his first hope of a child.
"Let's get you to a doctor."
He helped Mike up, dressed him and led him to the car.

Mike sat in silence, afraid of loosing the child but even more afraid of what Alex would do if he lost the child. Would he blame Mike and throw him out. Mike was scared to loose Alex.

Alex chewed nervously as they arrived at the nearest hospital. He immediately got Mike a room, yelling at anyone who got in his way. He cursed under his breath at Mike's limp. He wasn't angry with his lover, he just needed to know if his child was going to be safe.
"Screw it." He muttered, grabbing a wheel chair and setting Mike in it. Then he raced down the hall to the room they'd given him.

Mike was scared, Alex was really upset. If Mike lost this baby....he didn't know how his lover would take it. Mike just hopped Alex would be okay if that's what it came down to. Mike was almost positive the baby was gone, his stomach was killing him, as far as Mike was concerned he had a miscarriage. But Mike refused to say anything until he was professionally checked out. It hurt to walk but he didn't have to walk for long, Alex got him a wheel chair, which still hurt because Mike had to sit down but still, Mike wouldn't say anything to further upset his lover.

Alex lifted Mike up into his arms with ease when they got to the room and laid him down on the bed. His foot thumped the ground rapidly, almost vibrating, like it always did when he was nervous. He leaned down and kissed Mike softly as they waited for the doctor.

Mike reached for Alex's hand, not sure if he would even be okay if he lost his baby. Mike prayed but in his heart, he knew it was to late.

The doctor asked Alex to please leave the room while Mike was being checked out. He replied with a simple "No fuckin' way."
Apparently, the doctor wasn't asking, he was telling.
Alex grumbled as he was escorted out by two large security guards. He waited impatiently right outside the door.