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TITO'S P.O.V

I held Casey closer to me and started washing his hair. He was relaxed against me but I could tell he was crying. My hands gently massaged his scalp hoping to ease his mind a little. Once we got out I planned to go to the store to get him some medicine. "I'm sorry..". He whispered, I almost didn't hear him.

"You don't have to talk about it". I said softly but when I moved my hands lower to clean him he tensed and pulled away. "I'll do it myself". He said, grabbing the wash cloth from me. He turned to face me but wouldn't make eye contact and I stared at the tile on the wall.

I was a thirty two year old man acting like a child. I just wanted to lock him and Marcus in my own house and make sure nothing ever hurt them again. I wasn't thinking straight, I wanted to know what happened and I wanted to know what happened right now. That way I could decide if I was going to catch a murder charge.

Once we were finished, I dried him off and pulled out an oversized T-shirt. "I'm gonna go to the store and grab you something for your stoma-".

"Don't go!". He pleaded, grabbing my arm. "Casey..". I said, he was shaking, I could tell he was dehydrated. I nodded my head and reached for my phone . I'd just have some things delivered. I was about to put the shirt over his head but he shook his head and ran a hand up my body. He dropped to his knees but I stopped him.

"Not today". I said. He ignored me and tried to pull my boxers down but I held them up. "Casey, stand up". I said, he glared at me.

"Why?". He asked. I took note of his busted lip.

"You know why". I said and he stood up.

"You think I wanted it?". He asked and I gave him a confused look. Before I knew it he started lashing out at me, he caught me off guard by pushing me into the wall.

"You think you know all about me and what's best for me but you fucking don't Matthew! You think you can just flash your fucking money in here and I'd do what you say? I work hard for my money!". He shouted. Grabbing a fistful of my shirt. His eyes were watering. I thought he was finished but he opened his mouth to yell again.

"You think think you know it all,I do what I do to make sure Marcus is Never hurt again. It has to be this way, You're always fucking judging me". He pushed into me again and I grabbed his hands. "I have no idea what you're talking about but when have I ever judged you?". I asked. He tried to pull away from me and let out a nasty sob.

"You're doing it ri-right now, I'm j-just doing my job, why won't you let me do my job?". He pleaded, trying to get on his knees. "I didn't want him to do that but he did it without me knowing and it made m-me feel so sick..but why when it's literally my job!". I finally let him go and he sank to his knees and started to cry.

I bent down in front of him and held his face in my hands. "I have never judged you Casey and I'm so sorry that happened I-". For once I was at a loss for words, I didn't know what to do but I did pull him into my arms. My eyes started to water and I did my best not to cry.

"We can go get tested in a few days and we can try to come up with a plan to really background check these guys Casey. It doesn't matter what your job is, you didn't deserve that and that's sexual assault ". I whispered against his head.

"Please..let me just pay you for this week, worry about school and Marcus..just this week". I begged. I'd do absolutely anything for this boy.

We were now on the bed and he was curled in my lap. He nodded his head and I relaxed my shoulders. Trying not to move us I reached for my phone to check the status of my order and suddenly felt his body get heavier.

He was sound asleep.

I ran a hand through his hair again and waited a few moments before laying him down and putting a blanket over his body. He shuffled around then relaxed and I reached for his phone. I put the passcode in and went to his messages. After doing some searching I found what I was looking for.

Once I was done, I got dressed and headed to the front door, I checked on Marcus, grabbed the medicine from the porch and walked to my car.

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"This is everything?". I asked Idris who handed me a folder. He nodded and smirked at me.

"It's every single detail". Idris replied, I opened the folder and scanned it for a few moments. "I'm gonna fucking kill him". I said, running a hand through my hair as I walked into the club. The music was blasting loudly and the lights were flashing. I took a detour and greeted security .

"Is he here?". I asked, Security nodded and Idris followed me down a flight of stairs. I opened the door to a room and a guy turned around and gave me a confused look.

"Sorry this room is being used, I rente- Oh fuck!". He yelled when Idris pointed a gun at his face. I took a step towards him and frowned. "You know this boy?". I asked, showing him a photo of Casey. Something flashed in his eyes but he shook his head no. Before I knew it my hand went across his face. Hard enough to see blood. "Don't fucking lie to me". I spat.

"I- I don't.. F-fuck, he's a we jus-Shit!". He cried out when I kneed him as hard as I could. I looked down at him and put my hands in my pocket.

"We h-had sex! I don't know him.. I..I swear, I found him from some guy". He pleaded, holding his chest. His eyes kept looking over at Idris who still had the gun pointed at him.

"Let me ask you something..". I started, taking a step away from him as blood started to drip. "Does your wife know about your little hook ups?". I asked and his eyes widened. He gave me a confused look and I smiled. "Does she know you like to play with balls?". I asked again and Idris chuckled.

"What the fuck do you want?". He spat. I put my hand to his face and ran a thumb over his lip. I assumed this was why Casey's bottom lip was busted.

"If you're gonna be a dick head at least be respectful". I said, grabbing the gun from Idris. I hit him in the head with it and he cried out. "William Radshaw, Teacher at Adler Middle School. You have a beautiful wife and three kids and a newborn baby on the way. Congrats it's a girl". I whisper. He gave me a look of horror and I cocked my head to side.

"L-look man he was j-just some prostitute I foun-".

"You enjoy stealthing all the people you meet up with?". I ask, looking at the papers more. He gave me a confused look and I stepped back. "Removing condoms without consent, come on. You're like forty". I say annoyed.

"That's what this about!?". He yelled, rubbing his head. I hit him again as hard as I could and Idris cleared his throat. "You'll knock him out at this rate Tito". He warned. I took a deep breath. I was trying my hardest to be calm, I honestly and truly was. I do badly wanted to stomp his head in. I wanted to kill him, hell I could but the only thing stopping me was if Casey ever found it.

"They'll know if you kill me". He threatened and I had to stop myself from laughing. "Oh William, when I'm done with you, you're gonna wish I had". I say, thanking Idris for the pair of gloves he handed me.

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I shut the water off and dried off with the towel. Once I was finished I dressed and headed back up the stairs. "Email it to the school, They have a prenup so if she divorces him she should be well off for some time". I told Idris who nodded. He went back downstairs and I walked out of the club and back to my car.

That man William was a sick fuck. I knew Casey did his best to do background checks on these guys but I had no idea how William managed to nudge his way In. I also had to found out who referred him.

I headed back to Casey's house and sat in the driveway for some time. Once I got an update from Idris I turned the car off and headed back inside. Marcus was still fast asleep . Kissing his forehead I fixed his blanket again and headed upstairs to Casey's room.

CASEY'S P.O.V

I heard the door open quietly and closed my eyes. The lights went on and Arms wrapped around me and I realized it was Tito. He shook me lightly and I pretended to be asleep before finally opening my eyes and stretching. "I got you some medicine and soup". He whispered, kissing my forehead. I thanked him and took the medicine.

"Thank you, Tito". I whisper before kissing his cheek. I got a good look at him then gasped. "Is your hand okay? It's bruised?". I asked, confused. He nodded and pulled me into a hug.

"It's nothing to worry about".

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Damn..one thing about Tito is he gonna get shit done <3 Hope you liked it! Until next time.