WILL POV-

"And if you want to know my name... It's Mike." the ravenette abruptly answered the earlier question without build-up, "That's all you're getting from me." rolling his eyes sternly, not to give up any more information.

The small boy furrowed his brows; it was super random for Mike to willingly give up that Information but at least now the brunette could put a name to a face; even if that face was the man who kidnapped him. Wait? He was being kidnapped! The thought didn't even pop into his mind till now; he was being like full-on kidnapped, repeating the words in his mind over and over again. He wanted to question the ravenette but knew every subsequent word poses a threat to him and his livelihood.

The brunette opened his mouth, but before a single syllable could escape his lips, Mike broke the silence, "Nice outfit you got there!" The tall boy sneered, his tone obviously laced with sarcasm, "Is that your idea of fashion?"

Sensing the opportunity to continue his insults, the ravenette decided to wear down Will's confidence to force him to obey everything he had to say.

Will looked down at his clothes; realising that he couldn't say anything in return without being harshly threatened or possibly even beaten. The wave of embarrassment washed over him using the ends of his windbreaker to cover his flannel shirt; yes, he went out to the club in a flannel shirt. It was the gay in him! The small boy attempted to remain composed, but deep, deep down, the taunts stung.

"Did your mummy dress you?" Mike continued, a smirk playing on his lips, "Or do you willingly dress like this?"

The small boy clenched his fist, his face flushing with anger and sadness; it stung because he never knew his mother. His dad said she left when he was a baby; she supposably wanted nothing to do with him. He never felt that maternal bond and... he wished he did. But he sighed, not responding or even entertaining the idea. Instead, he chose to ignore Mike's taunts, hoping that by remaining silent, he can avoid provoking him further. He focused his gaze out the window, blocking out the situation in hope that Mike would let him go once they reached the destination.

But as the taunting intensified, the ravenette seized the opportunity to belittle Will any chance he got; for his eyes, his hair, his voice, it was never ending. However, Mike grew angrier as the brunette ignored him, and upon seeing Will roll his eyes he took it as an act of aggression.

"Oh look at that!" Mike chuckled, his voice entirely dripping in sarcasm, "You have something to say tough guy?"

Will's eyes widened at the reaction; he didn't expect the eyeroll to be notable or set Mike off this much; he didn't even say anything and still the ravenette was using it against him; what is there for a boy to do?

"Did you just roll your eyes at me?" The ravenette growled, "You fucking think this is a joke? Do you think you're better than me?"

The brunette immediately regretted his action, realising that this would only exacerbate the tension between them... so much for being quiet and getting through this unscathed. Mike grabbed Will's wrist, clenching it tight

"No, no I was just- umm." the brunette's voice trembled slightly.

Suddenly, the ravenette yelled, "Answer me! You think you're too good to answer?" he continued, his tone filled with fury, "You've got some nerve acting like that. Just wait until you see what I'm capable of!"

"Now you don't wanna say anything? Are you deaf or just a fucking idiot?" Mike snapped, his voice laced with irritation, throwing the small boy's wrist back at him aggressively. "Pathetic!"

Will looked down at his wrist; he knew it wouldn't be ideal to piss of a man with a gun. Grabbing the red mark on his arm, he flinched at the pain. The small boy looked down at his hand for a moment, and without being prompted to, a surge of confidence flooded within him "Why are you doing this?" he asked, his voice wavering. "Like what exactly do you want from me?"

The ravenette smirked, his eyes fixed on the road, "It's fun to mess with you!" he sarcastically replied, "You're an easy target!"

Will took a deep breath, maintaining composure. The words were the same said to him multipletimes as a child, "Look! I just want to go home! Just let me out the car and we can forget any of this existed."

Mike raised an eyebrow, laughing manically, "That's a cute idea Willy!" he scoffed. "You think you could just walk away? You're mine now!"

The brunette retracted himself, fear imprinted into his head. Realising there was no reasoning with the ravenette and no way to diffuse the conversation, he silently prayed for an out, an escape that someone comes to his aid, but the road was empty, extremely empty... except for a few cars. Perhaps it would be best to escape now, while Mike was too preoccupied with driving.

Grabbing the abnormally large pin from his sash, he observed it for a moment. then in one swift motion, used the force from anger and repressed emotions to break the passenger seat window, a surge of hope flowing through the small boy as the sound of glass shattering filled the air; a piece landing in Will's hair.

Mike turned his attention to the broken window, "Don't you fucking dare," he threatened, swerving the car and grabbing the brunette's leg with his left arm.

The car sped up, but Will wasn't deterred, kicking Mike in the face; he knew it was reckless and stupid but what other choice did he have? The ravenette let go as Will jumped out the car, tumbling to the paved roads with a grunt, "That looks soo much easier on TV!" He groaned under his breath, but right now wasn't the time to complain.

He needed to run! And run fast he did; his heart pounded in his chest. However, it didn't take long for Mike to stop the car on the side, chasing Will on foot with a fiery pursuit.

The small boy's heart raced, feeling the tall boy close in on him; considering Will just jumped out a moving car on the freeway, he was moving fast; limping down the road screaming. It was pretty clear to him that he was bleeding from his leg, but would never stop, not until he was free.

Just as Will thought he might have a chance to get away, Mike pounced; a strong grip on the brunette's shirt pulling him backwards, throwing him to the ground before sitting atop of him. Will stumbled, his body trembling with fear and exhaustion.

"I fucking told you!" Mike growled, his eyes burning with fury. "Don't test me you little bitch!"

Will struggled to catch his breath, looking at the ravenette with fear. Realising he was now completely at the mercy of this dangerous criminal... "Please, please, let me go," the brunette begged, "I won't tell anyone anything, I promise." He squirmed, attempting to wriggle his way out of Mike's grasp.

Without saying anything, the ravenette landed a few blows onto the small boy's chest as a warning, dragging him up from the ground and throwing him into the front seat of the car.

Grabbing his backpack, Mike pulled out a pair of handcuffs; using them to handcuff Will to the seat before picking up his gun again,

"I'm sorry!" Will pleaded, afraid this would be his last breath

Mike lifted the gun to Will's head, taking a deep breath; a finger on the trigger as his face twisted with anger, "You try to escape again, and I won't hesitate to shoot you...."

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Stay Safe <3