Hello everyone!! Here is chapter 30 so I hope you will all feel better :-)

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TRAVIS POV

“Are you actually really retarded, asshole? I mean, what the hell do you plan to do? To try to beat the shit out of us here, in a parking lot?” Great Travis, just add fucking fuel to the already damn bonfire, just provoke even more. Great.

Oh fuck, I was so furious right now and so much freaked out, that I wouldn’t be able to control my words and actions in any way. Jasper. Focus Travis, Jasper is here with you and he had enough shit, I wouldn’t let anyone touch him, I swear it. They had to walk over my dead body.

“You fag are such an arrogant piece of shit.” That bitchy girl with long caramel hair mocked and twisted her hair around a finger that I would very much like to break.

“And you call yourself a girl?” I retorted back sarcastically, standing high and straight, challenging each of them. I was very much freaking out right now, I felt like I couldn’t breathe, but no fucking away I’d show it to them.

“No worries, Travis. We’ll just take you somewhere around here, a nice abandoned gym deposit where no one will hear you or even think of looking for you.” His face was twisted in such a vicious way that made my guts curl in a painful way, feeling the bitter taste in my mouth.

Hell, why the fucking hell another time? Why? I had already enough of all this shit, why couldn’t people let me alone? Why problems had always to stick to me? I could remember now so vividly every hit, slap, kick, word, spit, grimace…everything of that day. And him…him standing there and doing nothing but enjoying it.

“And what makes you think I’ll just gladly fucking follow you, moron?” Go Travis, enrage and provoke him even more.

“We’ll just make you, cause I don’t see how you gonna escape.” That asshole with a peanut for brain and a cashew for dick widened his sickening contortion and when I saw other two guys, one I already saw that day with a bored expression, when Alexi punched him, hell…I fucking knew I was fucked up and pretty badly.

Think Travis and hell, think fucking fast.

Hell, think!!!

Ok, no one was in fucking school right now to see those shitheads dragging us behind school and beat the shit out of us. So fucking think fast of a way to get Jasper out of this.

THINK!!!

Ok, got it. I just damn hoped that would work out, some-fucking-how.

“Let’s get down to business, asshole. I don’t have the entire day.” I challenged.

Jasper gasped and gulped, and gripped my hand stronger. Sorry cutie, I’ll get you out of here in no time, just trust me for a minute and then please, get the hell out of here. I squeezed his hand harder, as to say to trust me, to understand me, to be ready, that nothing will happen to him.

“Travis..” He whispered.

“Shut it, Jas.” I was being rude, I know, but I needed him to shut up and stay calm and not provoke that asshole, I needed to get him out of here.

Jasper took a deep breath and I could tell he was trembling, not just for fear, but also for anger. My adorable cutie was madly enraged, believe me. I squeezed his hand stronger to make him shut up, because he was about to say something. Thank God, he got it.

“Yeah, let’s get back to business, bitch and when I’ll be done with you, you won’t be able to tell a fucking soul what happened.” He viciously sneered and so did the rest of his gang and that bitch.

It was pointless to fight and try to escape here and if I did, I would involve Jasper.

I just followed them to some old storage room, which I had no idea we had in school, it was run down, old and disused; it was in the very back, distant and far from everything. Fuck, that moronic retarded was right: no one would hear me there and no one would even think to look for me there. But if you think I’ll let that brain-issued sick bastard have his way with me that easy, hell, you’re fucking making a damn huge mistake and you know shit about me.

When we got in there, before they could close the door, I felt out of mind, rage and disgust were bumping so hard in my head, in my veins, blood, every cell of my body that I bet I was quivering with fury. I was seeing almost red for how much enraged I was.

I pushed Jasper away with all my force and punched damn fucking hard a guy beside him, making him fall on the floor. Bring it on fuckers, I wasn’t an easy target.

“Run, Jasper.” I snarled.

“What?” His face was painfully shocked.

I turned feeling now my anger and fear filling me completely. I wasn’t myself right now, I was someone else, another Travis and hell, you wouldn’t like it one fucking bit.

“Get the fuck out of here and run.” I snapped. A guy went to grab my arm, but I moved faster, ducking him and kicking the side of his knee, a weak point. He knelt down swearing. I kicked very helluva hard.

“No.” He gasped in a mask of terror.

Another asshole went for Jas, so I shoved him away and growled viciously. I wouldn’t let him get involved with my shits.

“Go, please.” I whispered. Please, go, please Jasper.

He shook his head and then ran away. Thank God.

Two guys went to chase after him, but I stopped them.

“Let him go, there is no one around here. You just have it with me, not with him.” I hissed, feeling a dangerous bitter taste in my mouth.

They closed around me. I was caged. Fucking damn caged and trapped, I had no way where to run. My blood was now pulsing painfully, ringing in my head and ears, almost sending me deaf, almost making my head split and explode. My breathing was out of control, so was now my fear and wrath.

“He can go ask for help.” One of them said. Play it cool Travis, make them annoyed with you and they’ll let him go.

“And where? Moron, there is no fucking one at school and he has not damn car, retarded asshole.” I spat with venom and poison in my voice.

“What the fuck?” He roared and charge against me. I tried to avoid him, but two other pieces of shit got my arms and kept me in place. He punched me so damn hard on my guts that I gasped for air. That hurt like a fucking bitch.

“Let him go, asshole. You just want me and if you let him go and don’t chase him, if you can, you can do whatever you want to me.” As if I would let that happen.

Collins twisted his face in what should have been a triumphant grin, but it just looked a sick scowl. Hell, it was easy to play with that idiotic asshole. Jasper was safe.

“The fag is right, today the hockey team hasn’t practice.” That bitch sneered, too pleased and too full of her mental self. Girl or not, she will be the first to taste my anger, once I was done with these fuckers. She took out a phone and snapped it open, walked to me, running her disgusting fingers and nails across my face and then scratched it.

You, I am so gonna make you pay for this.

“I’ll make sure Alex will never want to touch you again and never want to see your sick face again, fag. He’ll just come back to me.” Could someone be more stupid and dense that this whore? Don’t think so.

I snapped free of those two bastards, twisting my arms like a fish and slipping away from my jacket, which remained in their hands. Morons. I sunk an elbow in one of them’ stern and then turning at the light speed I kicked the other dickhead right on the crotch and that damn put him down. The others got all fired up and Collins snarled to them to get me down and still. The stupid and dumb bitch just stood there and when I moved around, I slapped her with all my force and knocked her on the floor. I couldn’t care less she was a woman in this moment, because she wasn’t anything for me at the moment, just a disgusting coward spoilt piece of shitty junk that whined because broke her toy.

“You…you….you dared to slap me?” She was in shock, guess no one ever gave her what she fucking deserved.

“Next is a punch on your ugly face, bitch.” I promised her.

Three guys jumped on me and I got tucked down on the floor, smashing me with their bulky bodies and gripping my arms, pinning me painfully on the ground. I hit my head pretty hard and I cursed. Hell, that got me quite messed up for a moment, because I felt a wave of pain taking me completely over and made my head spin for a moment.

Fuck. Fuck. Fuck. Fuck.

I was so fucking freaking out now that I began to toss and snarl around like a caged crazed wolf, trying to kick them off me, just wanting to get free and because it was just a replay of what happened last time and that was panicking me very much. And that asshole’s vicious glare made panic even more, because he had a sick light in his face.

They held me down and then punched me on the face to make me stop my struggling and resisting. Hell. That came so fucking out of the blue and so hard that I tasted blood in my mouth.

“Don’t knock him down, idiot. He’s mine.” Hissed Collins.

That guy with the bored face looked at me with a disgusted face and then shook his head. He walked to his friend and placed a hand on his shoulder.

“I’m out of here, John. I don’t wanna get in annoying troubles for a damn fag whore. He doesn’t worth it.” He turned and spat on me. “You are disgusting.”

I growled and struggled more and kicked one guy out of the way, but another got me back and they pulled me up, twisting my arms on my back so strong that I flinched at the pain.

“What the fuck, Xander? Are you shitting your pants?”

“John, you know how I hate troubles, they’re just a useless pain in the ass. I thought you just wanted to scare him or whatever, but it’s getting too much troublesome. See you tomorrow, man.”

“Whatever, we are enough for you, Travis, right?” He seized me completely from head to toe and I felt like puking.

The damn coward, the Xander guy, took off, shot me another look and hesitated for a moment at the door, but then he closed it behind him and he was gone.

“Now, let’s get some fun, ha bitch? I bet you’re really good at screaming, right?”

I struggled harder and my arms twirled more painfully. I groaned and tried to snatch free even more, feeling now horror and fear possessing me at an insane speed and level.

JASPER POV

I stumbled out of the door that then had been slammed close in front of my eyes. I stood there a split of a second in shock. My mind went blank completely and I only breathed deeper and deeper.

No. Travis.

What has he done? Why he shoved me out of there? Why that…that…asshole just had to torment Travis?

Not him.

Not my best friend.

He kicked me out to get me out of there, but I didn’t want to leave him alone, especially because he wasn’t himself anymore, he turned into someone else. His eyes went blank and still with anger; something else was there. It was fear. He was scared, but didn’t want to show it, didn’t want to have it to control him and his actions. I had to stay there with him, I knew too well, what happened before to him. Not again, please, not again. But when he pleaded me, my heart almost stopped there.

I understood I had to go. I had to run and look for help.

But now, I was in shock. Oh boy, no, I had to react.

Oh boy, get it together, Jasper, Travis is in danger, in real big danger. But what to do? What to do? What to do?

Alex.

Oh boy, right, he said he had an extra hockey practice today. Yes, that was right.

Boy, Alex, he’ll get out of his mind.

It all really happened in a fraction of a second, but it looked so long to me. I turned and ran towards the school, with all my force, running for life, for Travis’ life and safety. Oh dear God, please, I beg you, do not let happen anything bad to Travis, please no. Please, please, please. He doesn’t deserve it, he is such a wonderful, protective, caring, sweet and loving guy, he’s my best friend and I had no idea what it would be without him. Please, help him, please.

I ran faster and felt tears in my eyes, rolling down and blurring my vision. I wiped them away and gulped down anything coming up, suppressing my fear and tension and panic. I had to run and get help for Travis.

Dima would be there as well.

Yes, he would be there.

And River and Hayden.

My tears kept rolling down and I couldn’t stop or control them, I realized I began to sob and then cry desperate and horribly worried for Travis.

I ran and cried, oh boy, I couldn’t stop it and why the hockey rink was so far? Why couldn’t I run faster? Boy, Jasper, move your legs faster, c’mon. Why it was so distant? My crying got more desperate and I felt my throat sore for my whimpers, now sounding like shrieking howls. My eyes were burning, but I didn’t care. Travis. Just think of Travis.

I blurred through school’s corridors, to finally slam open the exit door that gave access to our ice stadium. I dashed the corridor to the changing room and then threw open the door, blasting against it with all my body.

I was still crying and sobbing, I was feeling sick, I had a huge and painful lump in my throat.

They were there, changing into their hockey uniforms, and turned to look at me with surprised and annoyed face. I didn’t know most of the faces, but then Dima saw me and in a step he was at me, placing a reassuring hand on my shoulder.

“Jas, are you ok, what happened?” His voice was calm, but worried. Boy, he understood at first.

“Where is Alex?” I cried anxious, grapping his t-shirt with desperation and terror. His eyes flashed with sudden anger.

Alex heard me and turned at me. He was about to take off his jeans, sitting on a bench half-naked, same for Hayden. River was still fully dressed. They froze at me and I saw an alarmed shadow cross their faces. Alex immediately sprinted up and marched to me, and grabbed my arm so hard that I winced at his grip.

“Where is Travis?” He snarled, his face already dark and burning with dangerous rage. I gulped, his eyes were murdering ice, I felt cold. “Where is Travis?” He hissed a second time, twisting my arm harsher.

“Sasha…” Dima murmured, but Alex gripped the arm stronger.

“Collins took him behind the school, it’s…it’s seven of them, please, help him, Alex help him…please..” My sob broke into cries and tears.

He growled and tossed me back, making me bump on Dima. He threw back his shoes and ordered me to take me there. Oh boy, Alex was now really scary, he was sort of scaring me, because I understood he was out of his mind for Travis. Now, nothing or no one would be able to stop him and he wouldn’t care for no one aside Travis. His eyes flashed so fierce and violent, that for a moment I thought he would beat me. Boy, but he was only worried for Travis.

Hayden seized his jumper and him, River and Dima darted out with us. Alex grabbed my arm and ordered me to move my butt faster. He was growling, boy, not even talking.

Dima snatched me from him, because he understood his friend was in some crazy and wild state of mind.

“Move your ass faster. I’m gonna murder that asshole, I’m fucking gonna break his neck.” He roared, running at insane speed. He knew where the place was, so he just left us behind and ran like a wolf, just wearing his jeans and shoes, not caring that outside was freezing cold.

River split from us and went to another direction.

“That bastard is going to pay for that.” Dima hissed beside me. He was as well at a dangerous dark level and his face was contorted with worry and rage, just like Hayden.

Oh boy, I so hope nothing has happened to Travis. Oh boy…please not, please…not to Travis. I began to cry again.

“Pull it together, Jas. We’ll get him, don’t worry.” Dima said.

He calmed me down, but I was still panicking for Travis.

ALEKSANDR POV

I felt bad for not going home with Travis, I really wanted to see him dance and spend time with him. I didn’t know why, but I felt I had to spend time with my love. I felt a bit restless and slumped on the bench, throwing in the bag my t-shirt and sweater. River eyed me curios and then shook his head. Hayden went on talking about some game he saw last night and then talked about Diane. Shit, he was so gone for her.

I sat there and listened to him, trying to get rid of my jeans, but feeling too restless. I got annoyed at myself and then groaned. River shot me another look and then the door banged open.

I saw Dima approaching someone that entered, the other guys looked at that direction, but I didn’t see who got inside.

Then I heard my name and that kid’s desperate and shacking voice.

“Where is Alex?” He cried out of his mind.

One thought just hit me.

Travis.

I stood up and marched towards him, grabbing his arm so strong that I almost twisted it. I couldn’t care less at the moment, right now, I couldn’t give shit about anything and anyone, if someone, anyone, were to try to stop me, I’d send the person right six feet under. No exceptions.

He flinched at my grip and Dima told me to ease down. The fuck with that, I just wanted to know where was Travis, my love, my half, my everything.

Now I wasn’t any longer in myself.

Now I was in my worst ever enraged and ferocious self. My blood boiled up at such level that it was about to melt my veins; my rage grew to insane level and now nothing could and would stop me from murdering anyone who dared to lay a finger on my Travis. I growled and so did my inside beast.

Jasper told me where they took my Travis, a misused deposit for old stuff. Bastards, sick dead-walking bastards. Seven of them. Now I was shaking with fury.

I ran there and left the other behind me, they were too fucking slow. I didn’t see or hear anything beside me, only my boiling and thundering blood, my growing anger, my growling, my worry and desperation and determination to get my love out of there.

Collins was so damn dead.

I told him to not dare to touch my Travis. What the hell he wanted from him? From my Travis?

Why the hell had to be so damn fucking far that damn place?

I heard Hayden calling me and telling me something, but I didn’t hear a single word. I didn’t give shit about that, about him, about anyone. I had to get Travis out of there and then beat the shit out of that dead asshole.

RIVER POV

When Jasper uttered those words, I knew I had to go and find Derek. He had practice today, thank our Lord, he had practice. Jasper just told us where they took him and I knew the place; it was the perfect spot if you wanted to beat someone really bad, because no one ever walked there and no one had business there. And there were no windows. I trembled angry. I would make them pay for this, be sure of my word.

Sasha had almost broken Jasper’s arm so much he went crazy with anger and worry.

I was shaking myself for what that bastard dared to do to Travis and I was sick worried for him and same for Sasha. If anything really bad were to happen to him, Sasha would never forgive himself and would suffer too much. And I didn’t want anything to happen to Travis, I was starting to love him as a friend and he was what Sasha needed.

They completed each other.

My friend was clearly out of his mind right now. I knew that he would listen to nobody and nobody would stop him. I knew he was on his beast mood right now. I never saw him like that and we needed Derek as well, because I didn’t want my friend, my best friend, getting into damn huge troubles.

And believe me, if that asshole dared to touch his Travis, then it would take the four of us or even more to try to stop him.

Travis meant everything for him.

I knew little, well, nothing about Travis’ past, only that he had to change a couple of school before, because he had some troubles and because they didn’t like his being openly gay and proud. But I was sure there was something else deep inside him. I bet Sasha knew everything, judging by his eyes. I still remember Travis look and face that morning in the bathroom and when Sasha told me what happened after that, when they tried to lure him away and beat him. He said he collapsed for exhaustion.

I stepped inside the locker room and then sprinted in the court. They were already warming up and I called out for Derek. When he saw me, his face froze. He got at once that something was out of place. He shouted something at his couch and then ran towards me.

“Dude, what’s up? You look pale..” He asked, studying me for a split of second.

“Travis is in deep shit.”

His eyes widened and then cursed under his breath.

“Fuck, Alex…” He had my same idea. He knew too well Sasha and knew what he could be capable of and now he would be capable of everything.

We ran outside and told him where they took Travis.

“How that happened?” He asked while running.

“No idea, Dee. Jasper just barged inside our changing room and cried for Sasha, saying that Collins got Travis. He then told us where they were.”

“If anything has happened to Travis…” Dee didn’t want to finish the sentence, because he was worried for Travis, whom he liked very much and because he was aware of the consequences.

“Hayden and Dmitri?” He asked

“Ahead of us.”

“God, I hope they haven’t done anything bad to Travis. I really hope so.”

I didn’t say anything, that was my exact thought and worry. We all cared for and liked Travis, very much.

TRAVIS POV

I snarled even more furious and out of mind, kicking an asshole right in his face, while he tried to come over me and push me down. I broke his lip and I enjoyed the view of blood on his face. Fucker. The problem was that I couldn’t move well a wrist, they had twisted it in a fucking bad way and now it was damn hurting.

Fear was biting my neck and twisting in my guts, I felt its voice down in my head, hissing me to give up and just let them have their way with me, to not resist them. No fucking way. Shut the fuck up, bitch.

I put up a helluva fight, but I got fucking beat really bad. The metallic taste of blood in my mouth was intoxicating me, was suffocating my throat.

That asshole of Collins had punched me already a couple of time and tried to tuck me down on the floor.

Once he succeeded in that, with three guys keeping my arms put and pinned down and all looming over me with sick and disturbing faces, having the time of their life beating a single person, calling me names and insulting my Alexi. That got me so mad, that I kicked down every fear and horror and fought like a madman. It was then that they twisted my wrist, to put me still.

I cried loud and that asshole laughed out of his head.

One of my legs was also hurting me, because I got kicked pretty bad.

I studied them, all around me and grimacing like hyenas, visibly excited at the idea of beating me.

“You fag, not anymore so cocky now, ah?”

“You’ll be the next one.” I snapped back.

“Ha, you’ll be the next one, Travis. I want to make you scream so much, that you have no idea.” That asshole of Collins hissed. His eyes were clouded with something that made me shiver in disgust. What the hell was wrong with this dickhead?

“As I told you, bitch, I’m gonna have my fun with you.” He sneered, followed by his others friend in a sick collective mental laugh.  

“I said, if you could, not that I’ll let you.” I growled, pacing around in a defensive stance, trying to guess who would hit me first. My head was hurting me already fucking much.

That stupid and dump bitch was there, enjoy the view and ready with her phone.

What the hell she needed that damn phone for? What the fuck was in her mind?

Oh fuck… no… no… not that.

No.

Fuck no…

My breath went harder and I felt sick, my head spun around like crazy.

Now panic overtook me and that was a mistake, because they got me and my kick went too weak. Hell, I used the wrong leg.

“Now we got you, fag.” One snatched me from the side and tore my shirt completely, which was already quite fucked.

That freaked me even more.

They slammed me on the floor.

“Ah…bastards..let me go, get the fuck off me..I’m go going to beat you all to bloody pulp..” I groaned, now in deep pain, because my head had hit another time the floor too harshly.

“Shut the fuck up.” They twisted again my wrist and I cried out.

Collins walked forward and stopped, hovering over me. Something flashed in his face and hell, that was damn wrong.

“Erin, start your camera and have your fun.” He said to that thing.

“With pleasure.” I so wanted to knock her down, to inflict her so much pain, but I couldn’t, I was fucking pinned down and couldn’t move much.

That asshole undid his belt and I swear I almost threw up.

Fuck…fuck…no. No.

NO.

I wouldn’t let anyone touch me, no fucking one. Only my Alexi could touch me, only him, only my love.

I struggled more, now really about to lose my mind. Fear was about to suffocate me, my blood was blasting in my head painfully and almost making me dumb.

He leaned on me and pulled down the zipper.

Fuck no.

A friend of his stopped him.

“Man, what the fuck are you doing? He’s a guy, a disgusting fag.” If I weren’t in this situation I would kicked his ugly face, but right now he just stopped that sick asshole.

“What do you think am I doing? Going to fuck this bitch. He is just a bitch and I’m sure his screams are really exciting.”

“John man, he’s a guy, what the fuck are you talking about?”

“He’s right.” Said a second one. “One thing is beat this worthless piece of shit, another thing is to touch him and rape him. That’s plenty disgusting and troublesome.”

“Are you two a couple of cunts? He’s just some fag bitch, a man whore. Just think of him as some fucking good fun, nothing more.”

“Man…that’s not…” The one tugging down my arm loosened the grip, I snatched my arm away and threw a kick on that sick brain-issues asshole face, so fucking hard that he spat blood.

“You, damn faggot… you are so going to pay for this…” He sneered.

Hell, as if I would stay there and let him get me. The idea had me lose my mind; I had to get out of here. I would never let someone like him or any other person touch me. No fucking one could touch me. I was only Alexi’s and no one else.

I rolled on my side and tried to get up, but Collins jumped on me and I felt his hands going on my jeans to tear them down. I hit him with my elbow on his jaw and he groaned in pain, I sprinted up, but they pushed me down again, now facing the floor.

“Get him down and still.” He ordered. “If you don’t like it, then just fucking leave, you bunch of pussy.”

“He’s right, buddy. Just think of him as some whore you can fuck for free. Think about your girlfriend.” That dickhead went to laugh like a hyena.

“Oh, this is going to be such a wonderful video…” Chanted that stupid girl with a disgusting and idiotic voice.

Fuck. I kicked around and moved more.

“Get the fuck off me, asshole.” I growled.

They blocked my arms and one pressed my neck down, now my face pressed on the floor. I couldn’t move at all. I felt trembling and felt something coming up my throat, I was about to throw up. Collins moved behind me and I felt him getting closer, going on my jeans, grabbing them.

No.

Hell no.

Not this.

….

The door slammed open and everyone froze.

“You sick bastard, get off Travis.” Someone roared out of his mind with rage.

It was Alexi.

My Alexi was here.

And…

Hell broke down.

ALEKSANDR POV

I kicked the door open and they all froze there for an instant.

My blood froze as well at what I saw and I think I forgot to breathe.

Three guys were pinning my Travis down, one keeping his face on the floor gripping his neck. Other three were around looking down at that and clearly enjoying it. Oh, I’ll enjoy break your necks. My love was without shirt and jacket, which was tossed somewhere around there, had a bad bruise on his back, his hair were a complete mess. I growled in pain, because I felt like my heart would break in thousands of pieces.

And then… Then that sure to dead asshole was bending over Travis, trying to take off his jeans. What the hell did he dare to do to MY love? To MY Travis? I saw black and something clicked in my head.

I was no longer conscious of my actions, because I just wanted to kill that bastard.

He dared to beat and laid his filthy hands on my Travis.

“You sick bastard, get off Travis.”

I jumped on him and clutched his shirt, then threw him against the wall, making sure to slam him with all the force I had in me. And be damn sure, now my force was out of control and normal, pumped at maximum by my murdering rage. He fell down. Then I turned to the guys on my love, now standing up and I didn’t give them any time to even realized what was coming. They were all dead pieces of shit. I mercilessly punched them and broke one nose.

That sound made my inner beast growl in pleasure and enjoyment, just wanting to crush all them down for what they had dared doing to our Travis, our half.

I tossed another piece on junk on the floor and kicked the hell out of him.

Some other twisted cowards then went to get me.

I laughed like an insane lunatic.

Did they really think this would stop me?

Those dimwits were nothing for me, I just crushed them all down and enjoyed hearing them cry out in pain and fell down on the floor. Then I saved for last Collins. I smirked feeling my blood boiling.

I caught his damn shirt and blew his fucking nose. I broke it. And this was one. Now, the rest. I kicked him down and then unleashed my beasty fists on him, trying like a pathetic piece of shit to struggle. No way out of here. I had already warned you. I repeatedly hit his damn face, not caring he had stopped struggling or moving. I was still mad angered.

My friends threw on me to stop me, but I knocked them back.

This wasn’t over.

TRAVIS POV

Collins literally flew away from me and I heard him crush somewhere, with a real bad sound. The guys pinning me down got up and so I could roll back.

Alexi had lost his mind.

He launched himself on the two guys beside me and first punched really hard on his face, with a really creepy sound of something crushing. His nose was gone for sure. The bastard knelt down and grabbed his nose, and cried he was broken and it actually was broken and dripping blood. The other had no time to act, because Alexi snatched his arm and threw him against the wall, smacking his back and head so hard that the guy fell on the floor.

They went against him and I stood up to help him, but someone else entered the room. It was Dima, Hayden and Jasper. Jas ran to me and hugged me tight, crying like crazy.

“Travis…Travis..” He sobbed hard and trembled against me. “Are you ok?”

“I’m ok, thank you cutie.” I hugged him, trying to calm my own trembling.

Dima went on a guy, which punched him first, but with little success. My bear-like friend just smirked and then sunk his punch in the guy’s stomach, making him gasped violently for air. He knelt down and Dima punched him like a madman on the jaw and knocked him down for good. Hayden was at the same point. He had slammed someone on the floor and literally kicked the shit out of him.

Who mostly worried me was Alexi, because he was out of his mind. His eyes were dark with bloodlust and with violent rage. He had already knocked down the two guys, that passed out after getting punched and kicked. Collins moved and went against him with another guy. Alexi first grabbed that guy’s neck and shoved him down on the floor, as if he wanted to bury him deep down, as if he wanted to carve the concrete with his body. Then growled and blew him down hitting his head with his own.

He sprinted up at insane and wild speed, grabbed that asshole’s shirt and smacked his nose. Another crushing creepy sound and another piercing cry of pain.

“You bastard of a Russian..” He hissed.

“You’re dead.” Alexi said with freezing cold voice.

He hit his stomach so hard, that Collins knelt down. Alexi kicked him down on the floor and crouched on him, punching non-stop his face. I went to stop him, Collins had already passed out, but he shoved me away violently. He was completely out of control. Dima caught me and then River and Derek got inside as well. River looked at me with a mask of worry and anger and so did Derek. I think I was a terrible view now and hell, I felt like shit. Every part of my body was no hurting like hell.

A guy tried to sneak out, but River caught him and Derek blow a helluva hard fist on his guts. The guy went down like some sack of shit.

I turned to Alexi, still beating Collins; that dumb bitch started to cry and went to escape, but I tugged her down and slapped her hell hard. I snatched her phone and crushed it, then turning into dust the SIM card. Now bitch, you have nothing against my love.

Hayden and Dima went on Alexi to pull him away, but they just earned an elbow and fist each.

“Derek, River..” Shouted Hayden.

They stopped another guy, closed the door to prevent anyone to escape and then went to Alexi and somehow they pulled him away. But in that moment the door barged open another time and three persons got inside. It was that guy with the bored look, Xander I think his name was, someone that I think was some coach and then that young and rather attractive teacher.

“What on earth is going on here?” He asked shouting, clearly shocked and looking around trying to understand what happened. He saw Alexi on Collins and moved towards them.

I didn’t want Alexi to get in trouble. No, no, no. Fucking no.

“Get the fuck off me, let me go.” He growled, now sounding like a wild and bloodlust fierce beast, his voice almost inhuman.

“Sasha, stop…he is already out.” River said.

“Let me go, he’s still alive.” He roared and hell, knocked River away.

I threw my arms around his neck and he went to shove me away, but I kept there. I wanted him to stop, I couldn’t have him to get in deep trouble, hell no I didn’t want that. He had already saved my ass, everything was fine now.

“Alexi, please…stop…please….” I whispered.

“Travis, get the hell off me, this piece of worthless shit is still breathing…” His voice was a freezing and scaring hissing. It made me shiver.

“Alexi, baby…please stop…I need you.” And then it hit me. I really needed him right now, because I felt I was about to break down and very bad.

He immediately froze on the spot. Alexi took my hands and pulled me closer to him, pressing my chest on his neck, my chin on his short black hair. He grabbed my hands hard and strong. I winced because my wrist was hurting very bad.

I heard him inhale and exhale few times.

“Sorry, baby.” He just murmured, letting go of me for a painful moment to get up and then bury me in his strong and warm hug. I wrapped my arms around his waist; he wasn’t wearing a shirt or anything and his skin, warm, smooth, firm, kicked away my lingering fear and cold.

“Travis love, sorry, I was just so damn worried for you… How do you feel? Tell me you’re ok, please.” He murmured on my hair, brushing them softly, afraid of hurting me, his voice broken with worry and pain. Hell that almost broke me down.

“I’m ok, Alexi. Now that you’re with me, I’m ok.” And it was true.

“What happened here? Mr. Lebedev? Mr. Denisov? Mr. …” The professor went interrupted by that guy, Xander.

“It’s all here, Mr. White.”

I peeked from Alexi’s arms and saw him picking up something from some shelve beside the door. A cell phone.

“You backstabber…you called them?” Hissed one of his friends pinned down by Hayden.

“Xander…you’re such an idiot.” Stupid Erin said.

“Oh shut up Erin, we are all fed up with you. Yes, I knew what that idiot wanted to do and I was sick of him and his behavior, he is just a pain in the ass, a worthless nothing. I let my phone here on purpose, recorded everything and then went to call Mr. White and the coach.” He handed his phone at the teacher. Then he walked towards me. Alexi pushed me away carefully and I felt him tremble, it wasn’t a good sigh, so I tried to pull him back.

Pointless.

“I think you’re Travis, right?” The Xander guy asked. I just looked at him. “I’m sorry for how I called you before, sorry I didn’t do anything better, but I simply..”

“Sorry you say?” Roared Alexi, now shoving me away from him. “You, little shitty dimwits, you disgusting coward, you just have to say sorry?” His voice got louder and angrier.

“Mr. Lebedev, I think it’s much better if we all calm down and go the principal’s office and then.” He looked around, eyeing Collins now passed out on the floor, but breathing normally and then the guy with the broken nose. “Well, better if first we call some first aid.”

“No, I don’t give a damn about them. They went seven against my boyfriend, they beat him, they tried to rape him…I’m not gonna stay here and wait to have a talk in some damn office.”

“Baby, calm down, please. Nothing happened.” I whispered, taking his hand in mine.

“Nothing happened, Travis?” He growled.

“I’m sorry Aleksandr, I couldn’t do anything different.” Xander tried to speak, but Alexi punched his jaw and blew him to the floor.

“Nothing better? You should have stayed with him and help him, not getting out. You damn asshole, do you know what they wanted to do to my Travis? Do you know?”

Teacher White went to calm Alexi, but that was a helluva stupid thing to do.

“Mr. Lebedev, it’s all over, it’s better if...” Alexi grabbed his jacket and growled at his face.

River, Derek and I pulled him back.

“I won’t consider it, nothing happened. I see you are very upset and I understand you very well. Travis, I am sorry, we will make sure they will all receive what they deserve.”

Alexi let go of him and wrapped his arms around me in a possessive and protective way. He walked to my jacket, took it and wrapped it around me, and then scooped me on his arms.

“Alexi, I can walk, I’m not a girl.” I protested.

“Travis, you’re shacking, your leg hurts, I can see it from how you walk. Your wrist is probably twisted.” I looked at him with speechless eyes. “You think I didn’t notice it? Baby, I won’t let go of you not even for a second. I love you too much and I don’t know what I’d do if anything…” He couldn’t finish the sentence.

I hugged his neck tight and buried my face on it, breathing in his soothing and calming scent. Then I kissed him, because I desperately needed to kiss him. He answered me with more passion and possession, almost desperate at the thought of what happened. I pulled back to look into his eyes. They were less dark; they were calmer, but still burning. Alexi really loved me like crazy.

“Thank you, Alexi. Thank you.” I simply murmured.

“Travis, you’re my everything. I’ll never let anyone or anything hurt you anymore. I swear it.” He said those words with such strong and confident voice that I had no doubt he would keep his promise no matter what. That was another reason I loved my Alexi so much.

“I love you, Alexi. I love you so much.” My voice trembled, because I felt tears in my eyes and I didn’t want to let them roll down.

He just scooped me tighter and brushed my forehead with his full and warm lips, murmuring me how much he loved me, how much I meant for him, that I was his other half. I knew he really would never let go of me.

Author's chit-chat:

How do you feel now? Feel better?

Did you really think I would let something bad happen to Travis and Jasper? Or something happen to Alexi and Travis together? I couldn't do it.

Hope you won't hate me anymore, now ;-) And hope you liked the chapter and how I handled everything. Well, next chapter, coming soon, the entire thing will be sorted out and Collins and his band of morons will have what they deserve.