The Criminal Diaries

      “Can’t believe you really decided to sacrifice our friendship and fuck off those who were ready to help you,” Terrence says coldly. “We thought you’d always stand by us. But you, asshole, turned out to be a fucking betrayal. The bastard that only thinks of himself and does not value anything people do for him.”       “G-g-g-guys…” Peter pronounces excitedly with a heavy breath. “C-c-come on? D-d-don’t d-d-do this…”       “What’s happening to you is a cost of all your sins,” Edward says in an icy voice. “Your life has always been shitty for a reason. Though I think this is a too soft punishment for you. You deserve nothing more than death. A long and tormenting death.”       “What are you doing? Stop! STOP! STOP! DON’T DO THIS!”       “Coward…” Terrence pronounces in a low, rude voice. “A pathetic, ugly coward whose life costs nothing.”       “A mentally ill one…” Edward adds. “It’s hard to believe we noticed nothing suspicious for so long. We did not notice that we had a deal with the one who could stab us at any minute.”       “Don’t do this, please…” Peter begs excitedly. “Pity me…”       “DID YOU PITY US?” Daniel explodes. “DID YOU pity us? You tried to kill us! KILL, THE FUCK! KILL!”       Since Daniel moves off suddenly and wants to run to him, Peter jumps back sharply and almost squeaks when his foot slides off the edge of the abyss, a little part of which breaks.       “STOP IT!” Peter screams desperately. “P-p-please, g-g-guys, don’t do this…”       “Our lives do not mean anything to you,” Edward recalls. “So, why would your life mean something to us? If you die, everyone will feel good. Nobody will grief.”       “Pity me, please…” Peter glances at the edge of the abyss, near which he is standing, with eyes full of horror. “Don’t do this…”       “Pity you to let you kill us later?” Terrence asks surprisingly. “Just like you wanted to do to Edward, who pulled your fucking ass up when you almost fell off this abyss.”       “No, please…”       “I pulled you from that abyss, and I can throw you off the one,” Edward threatens.       “And nobody will save you!” Terrence and Edward pronounce at the same time and take a step forward sharply.       Peter opens his eyes much wider and tenses all his muscles when he understands that he is in a hopeless situation and is about to fall from the abyss.       “Why did you put your shabby tail between your legs?” Theodore sneers evilly, walking in front of Peter. “Who will kick the ass of these bastards? Whose corpses must be lying at your feet, huh?”       “Look, guys, our boy is shaking like a bunny under a tree…” Terrence says with mockery. “He is about to get tears in his eyes and have his pants wet.”       “Keeping you alive would be our greatest mistake,” Edward cuts off rudely and hits his fist against his palm. “Keep alive the bastard who must actually be put on a stake.”       “Stop it, guys, don’t do this…” Peter begs with tears in his eyes. “Please…”       “All your tricks will not be forgotten,” Daniel states determinedly and steps back a little. “We will destroy you. You, bastard, will be dying with terrible torture. YOU ARE DEAD, THEODORE LONGBOTTOM! WE WILL KILL YOU!”       Daniel speeds up and hits his foot strongly against Peter’s solar plexus. The blond cannot stand on his feet and bends back with a heartbreaking shout. His heart misses a beat when he goes in free fall, and his widely open eyes, full of horror, look closely at Edward, Daniel, and Terrence watching what’s happening with an absolute indifference. He starts to think these guys seriously decided to get rid of him and says goodbye to everyone. But he magically manages to grab one of the stones and hangs on to it, even if the guy does not know how long he can hold on, since he feels exhausted after this fight.       “HELP ME!” Peter squeaks, looking down with horror in his eyes. “GET ME OUT OF HERE! I DON’T WANT TO DIE!”       “Aw, you do not want to die…” Terrence sneers evilly and squats down. “But why? You wanted it so badly! You wanted to get rid of all the sufferings!”       “PLEASE, GUYS! DON’T LEAVE ME!”       “Ha, we are doing you a favor, but you are unhappy!” Edward crosses his arms over his chest. “You do not the fuck understand what you want.”       “GET ME OUT OF HERE!” Peter screams much louder when the stone he is hanging on starts crushing under his weight. “I’M ABOUT TO FALL!”       “You think we care?” Daniel puts his hands on his hips and sneers evilly. “You wanted this! You wanted to die!”       “DON’T DO THIS, GUYS, DON’T DO THIS!”       “Wow, how ironic…” Daniel puts his foot on the piece of the stone Peter is hanging on. “You wanted us three to be instead of you so badly, but you eventually ended up in your own trap. In the end, you are one step away from your investable death.”       “YOU ARE MONSTERS!” Peter screams. “WHY ARE YOU DOING THIS TO ME?”       “Do not pretend that you understand nothing. You know everything well. Or did you, idiot, think naively that we would tolerate your tricks and pretend that nothing happens forever, still wiping your snots and taking care of your fucking ass?”       Peter screams again when the stone starts breaking much more under his weight.       “Stop screaming and whining, princess!” Theodore exclaims, squatting on the edge of the abyss. “Put yourself together and kill these bastards! NOW!”       “Cool!” Edward claps his hands. “You were recently running here so sassy and bold, but now you look like a whining child whose toy was taken away. The one who started hysteria because of this.”       “STOP MOCKING ME!”  Peter gets nervous. “GET ME OUT OF HERE RIGHT NOW!”       “Uh, huh, we run and fall!” Terrence sneers and gets up on his feet. “We have nothing to do!”       “I AM ABOUT TO FALL AND DIE!”       The stone crushes again, and Peter being pale and shaking from fear grabs it with his second hand. Then he freezes after hearing a much louder crack and starts racking his vocal cords when something starts dragging him down sharply. But he does not go in free fall because Daniel grabs his hand in time, but does not rush to pull the guy up, and keeps holding him suspended. Even if it turns out to be a hard thing.       “So, you like it?” Daniel smiles slyly. “Do you like to be one step away from death?”       “WHAT ARE YOU WAITING FOR?” Peter shouts. “GET ME OUT OF HERE!”       “A magic word?”       “FUCK YOURSELF!”       “Wrong answer!”       Daniel weakens the grip a little, letting Peter’s hand slide and making the guy squeak at the top of his lungs.       “A-A-A-A-A, NO, DON’T DO THIS!” Peter begs in panic, grabbing Daniel’s hand tightly with his fingers.       “Hey, why did you stop being so sassy?” Daniel surprises. “Why are you screaming as if someone wants to stab you?”       “STOP MOCKING ME!”       “The guys and I do not rush. We can have fun with you until night.”       Daniel weakens the grip a little more.       “STOP!” Peter screams heartbreakingly, glancing down with a heavy breath. “STOP IT!”       “I shall not,” Daniel states determinedly. “Do not even think about it!”       “MY ARM IS ABOUT TO BECOME NUMB! I CANNOT FEEL IT ALREADY!”       “But your brain is already numb! All your brain cells have become numb!”       “HEY, YOU TWO, DO SOMETHING! MAKE HIM GET ME OUT OF HERE!”       “We still cannot hear any magic words and words of true regret,” Terrence says with his arms crossed over his chest.       “I DO REGRET! I DO REGRET! JUST PULL ME OUT OF HERE!”       “Lying,” Edward throws coldly. “You just want to get out of there. When we pull you up, you start doing all of this again.”       “I SHALL KILL YOU IF YOU DO NOT GET ME OUT OF THIS FUCKING SHIT NOW!”       Daniel sneering evilly lets Peter’s hand slide slightly out of his grip, while the blond squeaks hysterically.       “STOP IT, PLEASE!” Peter begs desperately. “I DON’T WANT TO DIE!”       “Come on?” Daniel surprises falsely, weakens the grip a little more, and shakes Peter slightly above the abyss, while the blond manages to grab the stone with his free hand. “You really want? Do you not want to die at all?”       “I DO NOT! I DO NOT! I WANT TO LIVE!”       “Do you want to live with tons of sins committed?” Daniel keeps shaking Peter above the abyss, while Edward grabs the blond’s second hand that slides off the stone. “Are you going to pretend that everything is alright after you have done so many bad things?”       “SHUT UP AND STOP READING ME LECTURES!”       “If you keep squeaking, I shall let your hand go.”       “I SHALL DRAG YOU DOWN AFTER ME!”       “What will you do?”       Daniel weakens the grip again, holding Peter kind of tightly but kind of weakly so that he puts him under a real threat of falling into the abyss.       “FUCK, YOU, GET ME OUT OF HERE, AT LAST!” Peter squeaks hysterically, grabbing Daniel’s hand as tightly as possible with both hands. “I FEAR HEIGHTS!”       “Aw, poor boy, you fear heights…” Daniel sneers evilly.       “If they pull you out of there, kill them immediately,” Theodore insists, getting up on his feet. “Don’t let them stay alive and remain unpunished after all of this.”       “Alright, brother, I think it’s enough yet,” Terrence decides, clapping Daniel on the shoulder.       “Uh-huh, he is now green from fear and has his pants fucking wet,” Edward notices. “So, let’s get him out.”       “So what, bros, we got a little break and can now continue our fight?” Daniel smiles slyly. “Get ready for another hysteria of Theodore Longbottom and his imaginary friend, who encourages this guy to murder three handsome, hot, and sexy men.”       “GET ME THE FUCK OUT OF HERE RIGHT NOW!” Peter explodes. “STOP THE FUCK WORKING YOUR TONGUES! OR I SWEAR I SHALL MAKE YOU ALL REGRET IT!”       “Come on, come on, beautiful, calm down! We will get you out now. Just stop screaming like this before we become deaf.”       Terrence helps Daniel pull Peter up little by little, even if they do this with no rush, as if they make the blond suffer and nervous on purpose. They pull his hands at first, but when they choose a good moment, they grab him by the collar and throw him a little roughly on the ground. He lies powerlessly and tries to catch a breath for several seconds, while Edward looks suspiciously at his brother and friend as if he advises them not to relax and takes them far from the abyss just in case. And when Rose comes to himself more or less, he moves his sly glance slowly to the trio and sits up slowly with an evil laugh, confirming their suspicion that the fight is not over.       “I did know you did not have the guts to kill me,” Peter says in a low, evil voice and gets up on his feet. “I knew you would not let me die anyway.”       “Maybe you have the guts, but you can do nothing,” Terrence says with his head proudly raised. “You can chase us as much as you want, but you would just waste your time.”       “No matter how much time is gone, it shall not be wasted if the end of this shitty story is your death.”       “All this fighting does not make any sense!” Edward exclaims. “You want to prove something to us, but you do not know what. You do not want to admit your mistakes, and you decided to go until the very end. Even if you have to pay a too high cost and lose absolutely everything.”       “How can I lose absolutely everything when I have NOTHING?”       “If you wanted, you would have everything!” Daniel exclaims. “When someone wants something, they do not find excuses. They go and do it. No matter how hard it is. Instead of lying on the couch and complaining that this world is unfair, and people living in it are cruel.”       “I honestly tried to befriend this world and turn on the one. But sadly, it did not appreciate it and showered me with mud. NO MATTER HOW MANY GOOD THINGS I DID!”       “We have been showered with mud many times, as well!” Terrence recalls. “Cannot remember how many times we have had our asses kicked. But we did not turn our backs on the world and did not make it the only one to blame for all our failures. We found the reasons in ourselves and our actions.”       “I made just one mistake. Just one. I let some bastards come into my life and ruin it. I did not get rid of some assholes, and did not save me from having to suffer in time. If I had been much smarter, everything would have been different.”       “You can tell all of this to someone else,” Daniel says confidently. “We do not want to listen to this bullshit. And we told you that you could live as you wanted since we do not care about your life anymore.”       “And I shall live as I want. I shall be very happy. To make everyone furious. But you WILL NEVER SEE THIS BECAUSE YOU WILL BE ROTTING IN THE GROUND!”       Peter growling irritably runs to Terrene to take the knife the brunet is holding, but runs into harsh resistance and gets several hits to the fists and feet that cause a burning pain and echo in his whole body. Additionally, tiredness after everything that has happened does not make it all better. That’s why the blond starts to get more irritated since he realizes his forthcoming failure.       “So, do you want to get the knife?” Terrence laughs evilly. “You feel too bad without it?”       “Give it to me now!” Peter demands rudely. “GIVE ME MY KNIFE! AND I SHALL KILL YOU!”       “You want the knife?” Terrence pushes Peter off himself with a powerful hit of the foot in his stomach. “Alright, boy, take it! Since it’s yours!”       When Peter moves off, Terrence runs sharply to the edge of the abyss and moves his hand with the knife aside.       “Do not dare…” Peter hisses through his teeth. “Do not dare to do this…”       “You wanted the knife!” Terrence recalls. “So, go and take it!”       Peter growls irritably and wants to run to Terrence, but the brunet throws the knife off the cliff as strongly as he can. That’s why it disappears immediately, falling into an infinite abyss where it cannot be found.       “Oops, the knife is gone!” Terrence surprises falsely, closing his mouth with a hand. “Too bad, huh!”       “Alright, scumbag, you are dead…” Peter clenches his hands tightly into fists. “I shall kill you WITH MY OWN HANDS! I SHALL KILL YOU AND YOUR GANG!”       Terrence manages to run aside before Peter attacks him with fists. The brunet gets into a fight with him fearlessly and determinedly, dodging all the attacks, giving hits back, and striking the opponent down with a hit of the foot against the temple. Biting the bullet, the blond gets up on his feet and keeps fighting, using a chokehold on MacClife, Sr., at some moment, and trying to pull him to the edge of the cliff and throw him off. However, the man finds a way to get out of this trap, and Edward rushes to help him in time, making Rose scream from a sharp pain in his whole body after his hit of the foot against the spine.       “Do not dare, bastard,” Edward hisses through his teeth, grabs Peter by the hair, and throws him on the ground with a loud growl. “Or I shall get all your guts out!”       Edward hits Peter in the nose with his foot in a jump after the blond tries to attack him. But after a short hand-in-hand fight, MacClife, Jr., dodges skillfully another hit on the face, making a backward spin on his arms, uses a chokehold on Rose, and throws him over his shoulder with no problems. But the next second, he ends up struck down with his face pressed tightly to the ground. Then Daniel rushes to help him out, striking Rose easily down on his scapula. After several seconds of a hand-in-hand fight and rolling on dirt and dust, Terrence joins the fight again, striking the blond down with a strong hit of the fist against his nose.       “The assholes are jumping…” Peter laughs evilly. “The assholes are running wild…”       “And we are not tired at all,” Terrence puts his hands on his hips with his head proudly raised. “And we do not have scars yet.”       “Yeah, your hits are so weak that I do not even feel them,” Daniel provokes.       “I do tell you, I feel bored with him!” Edward exclaims. “Give me a more decent opponent! The one I could have a truly epic battle with!”       “Now…” Peter hisses through his teeth. “You all will have a lot of fun now. YOU ALL WILL HAVE A LOT OF FUCKING FUN!”       Peter tries to hit his foot against Edward’s nose on the run, but the brunet shows an instant reaction and dodges the attack. During the second attempt to do it, Terrence grabs the blond by the ankle and holds him like this for several seconds, while Rose tries to balance on his feet. But in the end, he falls to the ground because his opponent decides to pull him sharply on himself. After getting up on his feet in a jump, Rose attacks the older of the MacClife brothers with a growl and fights him off with hands and feet for some time, while the brunet uses all the techniques he knows.       “So, blond, are you getting tired?” Terrence smirks, twists Peter’s arm sharply behind the back, and turns it painfully. “Your hits were weak then, but now a girl would hit us stronger.”       “Ha, as if one of you surprises me!” Peter snaps, hits his elbow against Terrence’s solar plexus, turns around sharply, and smashes his fist against his jaw.       “We still have something to surprise you with, Theodore,” Daniel says and joins the fight between Peter and Terrence, along with Edward. “We have not opened all the cards yet.”       “It’s good to work your tongue when you have nothing special.” Peter pushes Daniel off himself with a hit of the foot in the groin in a jump. “When you only have brains to beat faces.”       “Ha, as if you still have something in your head,” Terrence throws. “I guess your father somehow decided to throw you on the floor with your head first, hoping you would die. But you survived and remained an idiot.”       “Look who is talking, drama queen!”       “Ha, I would bet who a drama queen is!” Edward exclaims, hits his foot against Peter’s temple, and fights him hand in hand. “You just waste your time fighting with us, even if it does not make sense.”       “Oh, no, it does!” Peter smiles slyly. “The more you wave your hands and feet, the sooner you get tired. The easier it shall be for me to kill you.”       “You know, it would also be easier for us to knock you out and drive you somewhere out of the city,” Daniel states. “To make you pay for everything.”       “You have such unreal wet dreams!” Peter pushes Terrence off himself with his foot, smashes his fist against Daniel’s temple, and strikes Edward down after he grabs him by the hair. “A dead person would rather come back alive than you kill you.”       “May a bandit kill you,” Terrence says confidently. “But we have big plans for our future, which cannot go wrong because of the provocations of one bastard who is out of his mind.”       “In the afterlife, you will have a lot of time to fulfil these dreams and those you have not even thought about.”       At first, Peter puts Daniel and Edward’s heads together, grabs the latter by the collar, and pushes him strongly to the tree, against the trunk of which the brunet hits his head. While he falls to the ground and rubs the area with a scar left by a dry stick, Rose does the same thing to Perkins. He wants to do this to Terrence, but the brunet turns out to be ready for this and takes the initiative much faster, starting to give the blond sharp and strong hits with greater cruelty. Peter tries so hard to hide that his whole body hurts, and every new hit makes his discomfort much stronger. However, the guy gets so wild under the influence of adrenaline that he just cannot stop so easily. He cannot end all of this so easily. He does not want it. The past offences do not let him go, and Theodore’s voice in his head provokes him much more to do what he may regret a lot later.       “Come on, Peter, come on!” Theodore encourages. “Don’t stop! You must kill these bastards. You must! Otherwise, they will not let you live quietly. Kill them! Kill!”       “If you hurt the guys again, I shall tear you apart, bastard!” Terrence threatens furiously and grabs Peter’s throat tightly. “DO NOT EVEN DARE TO TOUCH THEM WITH A FINGER!”       “And who can stop me?” Peter sneers evilly. “You, crazy guy?”       “Do I look like a CLOWN? A FUCKING JESTER? A CHATTERBOX WHO JUST WANTS TO SAY SOMETHING?”       “You look like a patient of a mental hospital.”       “Said by the patient of a mental hospital who escaped.”       Terrence smashes his fist against Peter’s temple and barely dodges the hit of the foot in his stomach. He manages to squeeze the blond’s neck in his elbow and drag him after himself a little before Rose strikes him down rudely. Then he falls over the brunet, gives him several strong slaps in the face, and hits the back of his head against the ground two times, squeezing his throat tightly with both hands.       “It’s funny that someone who was afraid to stay all alone to death faced their fear in the end,” Terrence sneers contemptuously. “Actually, you were supposed to avoid it so hard, but no. You did your best to make everyone turn their backs on you. You rejected everyone, you hid from everyone, you were mean to everyone, you feared everyone…”       “I would rather be alone…” Peter throws with a heavy breath. “Than… Feeling pain… Constantly… And humiliations…”       “It’s alright, blond-haired, it’s alright… It’s not the end… Not all the cards are open… The men and I have a trump card yet. We will surely use it.”       “You are bluffing! You have nothing!”       “Wrong. We have something you are going to love. something that can make you, bastard, wake up finally and think about what YOU HAVE DONE IN YOUR WHOLE FUCKING WORTHLESS LIFE!”       After Terrence hits the back of Peter’s head against the ground, he does not realize how the blond throws him off himself, falls over him, and starts squeezing his throat strongly, showing a grin with a loud, heavy breath. Despite the lack of air, MacClife, Sr., does not get confused and gets out of the trap after he grabs some ground in his hand and throws it in the blond’s face. While Rose rubs his hurting eyes energetically, the brunet throws him with a powerful hit of the knee against his groin, gets up quickly, grabs his opponent by the collar and drags him forcefully to the edge of the cliff, no matter how hard the blond resists.       “You say you fear heights…” Terrence sneers evilly, lifts Peter up on his feet by force, and brings him much closer to the edge, grabbing him tightly by the hair. “Okay… Then you are going to love the perspective to end up in free fall and hit everything you can hit.”       “Huh, keep dreaming!” Peter exclaims. “I shall no longer succumb to this trick! You will not throw me anyway.”       “If you keep showing off for one or two hours, the guys and I will have no choice but to get rid of you once and forever.”       “Ha, that’s how you have confirmed your plans! You are trying to kill me!”       “Sometimes even the most unreal wishes and fears may come true. They may become your most terrible enemy, whom you cannot escape, wherever you go.”       “Relax, six-foot-tall column, things will not happen as you want. You and these two assholes will do nothing to me.”       “If you dare to insult the guys again, I shall not be responsible for myself!” Terrence threatens in a low, rude voice. “But if you dare to kill them, I SHALL PUT YOU ON A FUCKING STAKE!”       “Stop threatening me with nothing, MacClife. Do not be a fucking coward, act like a real man! Throw me off the cliff or kill me!”       “So, cannot you want to die, huh? Do you want to meet your late mommy and give her a greeting from your daddy? Who is going to join you soon!”       “Unlike you, bastards, I do keep my promises. If I say I shall kill you, IT MEANS I SHALL THE FUCK KILL YOU!”       Peter hits his elbow against Terrence’s solar plexus, grabs him by the collar, and tries to drag him to the edge of the cliff and throw him by force. But the brunet, biting the bullet and overcoming the pain, resists it so hard and starts fighting his opponent hand in hand at some moment. And it should be noted that this fight turns out to be easy for him just because the blond starts getting more tired and weaker, no matter how hard he tries to hide it. Yes, of course, MacClife, Sr, does not feel active after what has happened. But he bans himself from thinking about it and swears to stand still until the very end for himself and for Edward and Daniel, who feel more or less well now and get up on their feet, taking each other’s hand and not forgetting to ask about how they feel.       “Are you not tired of waving your hands, drama queen?” Peter laughs sinisterly.       “And you, drama queen?” Terrence snaps. “You have been beaten by three men, but you still are kind of active!”       “Ha, is this how you beat me?” Peter hits Terrence on the ankle with his foot. “A child would beat me stronger than you three all together!”       “You are showing off, Theodore, you are showing off. You do not want to admit your loss.”       “I have no little idea which loss you are talking about.”       Peter uses a chokehold on Terrence and squeezes his neck in his elbow tightly.       “I did not lose this war,” Peter hisses through his teeth. “And I shall not lose. I am going to become the only winner of this battle.”       “Maybe you started this senseless war by waving your fists,” Terrence says in a low, rude voice. “But be sure, the victory is going to be ours. The guys and I will put an end to your craziness. And we will make you do what we want.”       “I would like to know how!”       “You will know it soon. But now you have to have a break. Because we, speaking honestly, are fucking done with dealing with you.”       Terrence hits his elbow against Peter’s stomach as strongly as possible, twists his arm skillfully behind his back, and turns it painfully, making him scream. And when Rose barely turns with a wish to do something to him, MacClife, Sr. slaps him in the face strongly and hits the carotid artery of his opponent with the edge of his palm sharply. Then the blond freezes for a moment with widely open eyes. The next second, his body goes limp and falls to the ground like a stone, while his eyes close powerlessly. And even two seconds later, he keeps lying motionless and makes no sounds, not making any attempts to get up and keep fighting.       Understanding that the threat is finally over, Terrence breathing heavily relaxes his shoulders sharply, puts his hand on his forehead, and exhales slowly with closed eyes. And just now, Daniel and Edward show up out of nowhere, come to him slowly and a little hesitantly, and stare surprisingly at Peter lying unconscious, still being tense at the thought that he may deceive them and catch them in a bad moment.       “Hey, did we miss something?” Daniel surprises.       “Nothing special,” Terrence pronounces thoughtfully.       “What did you do to him?” Edward wonders.       “I am fucking done with him. So, I had to hit him on the neck strongly.” Terrence puts his hand on his hips. “Actually, we should’ve done it a long time ago. Instead of wasting time on this senseless fight.”       “I hope you didn’t kill him,” Daniel expresses hope.       Edward comes to Peter carefully, squats down, and checks his pulse, putting two fingers on his neck.       “Nope, he’s alive,” Edward calms down and gets up on his feet. “He’s gonna be out for some time and wake up then.”       “And what do we do to him now?” Daniel looks at Edward and Terrence.       “What, what, call Marshall, agree on the meeting, and drive this creature to the destination,” Terrence replies.       “Yeah… It seems like Mr. MacClife suggested the only idea that would be right in this case. Otherwise, we wouldn’t get what we want.”       “Yeah, but while we drive him, he’s gonna wake up already. And start another round of a steeplechase.”       “But we can keep ourselves safe if we take some measures,” Edward smiles mysteriously.       “Which measures?” Daniel frowns slightly.       “Wait here, I’ll be back now!”       “Hey, where are you going?” Terrence wonders, seeing Edward move off sharply.       “I’ll be back now! There and back!”       “Stop, idiot! Edward! Edward, who am I talking to? Come back now! Hear me, you, fucking rutrag?”       But Edward does not react to Terrence’s words and runs determinedly to the side he needs, hiding behind the trees and bushes at some moment.       “What did this idiot come up with?” Daniel wonders.       “Who the fuck knows!” Terrence puts his hand on his forehead. “But when we get out of here, I swear I will kick his ass.”       “You will do it later! Now we need to decide what to do with this one.” Daniel glances at the unconscious Peter. “I’d say, we have the last chance to put an end to this story and bring him to Helene.”       “Anyway, we’ll have to spend a lot of time getting out of here. My gut tells me that we’ve come too far.”       “Nope, I don’t think so. When I was running from the blond, I heard the sounds of cars driving by. Which means the road was somewhere close. I dare to assume that we’re walking in circles and didn’t go too far.”       “Are you sure?”       “Yes, I am. If we find the place where your brother left his car, we can get out of here quickly.”       “Don’t forget that we need to find Rose’s car. One of us has to drive it when we get out of here.”       “I will drive. We just need to steal the keys from Rose.”       “Okay…”       “Hey, Terrence, do you have any ideas how we can drive him to the right place even if he wakes up early?”       “We need to tie him. And it would be great to close his eyes with something so that he doesn’t know where we go.”       “Yeah, but we have nothing!” Daniel throws his hands up. “No ropes, no rags!”       “Maybe Edward has something in the car?”       “It would be great! And we can actually put him in the trunk so that it’s actually cool. So that he lies there tied up and whines as much as he wants.”       “M-m-m, good idea…” Terrence smiles slyly. “We only need to find a way to tie him up.”       “We don’t have to find anything!” Edward exclaims, coming back to the men with the ropes in his hands. “It’s a perfect thing to play kidnappers and a victim.”       “The ropes?” Daniel pronounces surprisingly, opening his eyes widely. “Where did you get them?”       “I found them when Terrence and I were running after you and Peter. Well… I mean, when we went our separate ways. I was running, running, and saw these ropes lying under one of the trees. And I thought we’d need them.”       “Wow…” Terrence smiles.       “They were actually all in dirt. So, I washed them in the river that I found not far from me. And then I hid them in a better place and started to watch Rose after I saw him running here. And I decided to lure him with me when he easily succumbed to my provocations and had his eyes widely open when checking every single bush that I shook.”       “Ha, do you mean you wanted to throw him off the cliff?”       “Nope, he fell off the one by himself. I’m not guilty of it. Though I was sure he’d fall from it, surely. I thought he was about to die. But no! The blond lifted himself up in a magical way. He failed it in the end when the stones started to break under his weight. So, I went to pull him out. Pitied that bastard. Though I shoulda thought about it twice.”       “Huh, and after that, he decided to thank you by trying to throw you off the cliff?” Daniel crosses his arms over his chest.       “I was ready for this. Though your appearance was pretty good for me.”       “Alright, we will talk about it later… “Terrence says thoughtfully. “We need to pack this pretty boy before he wakes and starts to act like a psycho again.”       “And where do we drive him?” Edward wonders. “What do we do?”       “I suggest that we scare him a little before leaving. Do our best for him to have his pants wet from fear.”       “I doubt that something can scare him now,” Daniel replies.       “No, Daniel, you are not right.” Terrence comes closer to Daniel. “When you started to move toward Peter with a threatening look and push him off the cliff, he was fucking scared. He gave back and started to shake like a cowardly rabbit.”       “That’s right…” Edward nods confidently. “Rose was really scared. If we’d continued to do the same and hadn’t given up, he would’ve been ready for anything for us to get off us.”       “You suggest that we bring him to hysteria?” Daniel specifies.       “Maybe. What if we understand what he fears to death. What causes his panic attack.”       “Right!” Terrence exclaims. “He somehow said he feared men to death. If it’s so, then…”       “Maybe you’re right…” Daniel agrees, stroking his chin. “If we can replay something that Peter-Theodore is gonna be fucking scared. He’s gonna pee his pants so hard and do anything we want immediately.”       “Ah, Father gave us such a cool piece of advice!” Edward smiles widely. “If we do this, I will come back home and hug him tightly, tightly!”       “Excellent opportunity to play a bad boy again,” Terrence says confidently. “Play the role of the evil man…”       “Honestly, I can’t wait to mock him already,” Daniel confesses. “Forget about any pity and any regret and kick the ass of that bastard for a while.”       “We ain’t criminals and ain’t do anything bad,” Edward notices. “We just wanna kidnap the blond for a while. To reach our main goal – to arrange his meeting with Helene.”       “You know, brother, as they say, all’s fair in war,” Terrence replies. “If we wanna get what we want, we sometimes need to be cruel.”       “Alright, men, stop talking!” Daniel jabs, clapping Edward and Terrence on the shoulder. “We’ve gotta do everything quickly while Rose is out! MacClife, give the ropes now!”       “We need to tie his hands so that he can’t untie himself!”       Not wasting time, Daniel, Edward, and Terrence spend several seconds tying Peter’s hands tightly in front with the rope that turns out to be long and tough enough.       “Damn, we’re gonna spend a lot of time carrying him on our backs…” Terrence swears.       “We won’t have to!” Edward exclaims happily. “My car is not far from here. Yes, we’ll have to walk two or three kilometers. But we didn’t go too far.”       “Really?” Daniel cannot believe it.       “I brought my car closer to Rose’s car not to go too far. We’d only have to steal the keys from him and drive it out of here.”       “Hey, boy, it seems that you’ve planned everything!” Terrence exclaims cheerfully, clapping Edward on the shoulder.       “Oh, yay!” Edward raises his head proudly. “While one was running from Peter, and another was running after me, I rated the situation and prepared everything.”       “You’re awesome, man!” Daniel raises his thumb up. “My admiration to you!”       “Alright, old men, stop working your tongues! Carry the blond’s body up and follow me! We can tie the guy up to one of the trees and then start to scare him so that he agrees to do everything we tell him.”       “Since it all happens so, you could make something like a gurney. So that it was easier for us to carry him.”       “It’s fine, you’ll do without it!”       “Okay…” Terrence sighs tiredly. “As we started it, we’ve gotta go to the end.”       “Of course, treating him like this is hurtful, but he forces us to,” Daniel confesses.       “Exactly! Since he doesn’t pity us, why would we pity him?”       After Daniel and Terrence lift up the body of the unconscious Peter, holding him under the armpits and by his feet, Edward starts showing them the way he has already planned. Again, they have to get through hanging sticks of trees, through the thickets, get down steep slopes, and work hard to rise up. MacClife, Jr., helps his older friends overcome all the barriers and carry the blond tied up, and even replaces them at some moment so that both of them have a chance to rest a little and catch a breath, still showing the way to the right place with words.       Ar-r-r-r, if Helene manages to wash his brain and makes him understand that he is a bastard, and he shows no regret after this, I swear I shall strangle him with my own hands,” Daniel states.       “If not for her, I don’t need the fuck all of this at all,” Terrence replies. “I’d rather do my business and get ready for the wedding.”       “But on the other hand, she can’t do this without us,” Edward notices. “This idiot runs after everyone and blames everyone for his trouble.”       “Oh, yeah, kidnapping him was the only way to end this shit,” Daniel says confidently.       “Too bad that we didn’t get ready for this. We could’ve caught him with no problems and driven him somewhere out of the city.”       “C’mon, we almost got what we wanted!” Terrence notices cheerfully. “But now we’ll scare him really hard and finally accomplish our mission.”       “Hallelujah!” Daniel and Edward pronounce.       “Be careful, don’t stumble, there are many strums stuck outta the ground,” Edward warns, turning on Daniel and Terrence.       “Yeah, Rose is as slim as a sausage, but he weighs one fucking ton…” Daniel complains. “Ar-r-r, if I break my back because of him, he’s gonna pay for my therapy. And I’ll tell him to pay me for the damage to my broken tooth.”       “I’m gonna heal my back on his account, too,” Terrence says. “If I break it after it barely got better.”       “Wait, guys, we’ve almost come,” Edward calms down, getting through the thick thickets and holding them to let Terrence and Daniel carry Peter quietly. “We need to go a little.”       “I believe, huh… Because we were at these places when we followed Rose.”       “Right!” Daniel exclaims. “I think it’s a little bit before we really come to Edward’s car.”       “Nope, the blond’s car that is much closer,” Edward fixes.       “Ah, kid, it’s so good to have you! What would we do without ya?”       “That’s right,” Terrence nods. “When he needs it, the kid can turn on his brain and use it.”       “Well, I see you still can raise your legs and make tornado kicks at your age,” Edward smiles slyly. “And you can run as wild as a moose even with a damaged back.”       “If you irritate me, I’m gonna test a couple of techniques on you.”       “Never seen old people being able to do that.”       “Hey, little rutrag, I am only twenty-nine! I am still young and at the peak!”       “Hey, I didn’t actually wanna say anything not to ruin a surprise, but I can’t hold it down. In short, I was at a store recently and paid attention to a gift for your thirtieth birthday. It’s a whole pack of amazing creams against wrinkles with a lifting effect. It costs a lot, but I wouldn’t regret paying so much for you.”       “I’ll gift it to you when you’re gonna celebrate your thirtieth birthday.”       “Why would I need it while my skin is softer and tender than a baby’s skin?”       “I didn’t kinda notice it.”       “In short, you know which gift you’re gonna get the next year. My gut let me know that I should’ve found nothing anymore. Wrinkle creams are the best gift! As well as an appointment with a therapist or a window where they give pensions.”       “Someday I will obviously strangle you. You will ask for trouble, mangy dog!”       “I love you too, bro,” Edward smiles innocently.       “Hey, hello, men, maybe you decide on gifts on your 30th birthdays later?” Daniel meddles. “MacClife, carry the blond well! I ain’t gonna carry him all by myself!”       “Yeah, guys! Carry him well! Why are you squeaking like two old men?”       “If you’re so sassy, you better go and carry him on your own!”       “Yeah, who would show you the way, idiots? Does one of you know where to go? No! Then shut up and carry this princess silently!”       “Yeah, I understand Terrence who wanna kick your ass all the time. Because you really irritate at times.”       “Hey, but you always laugh at me!” Terrence exclaims. “This hooligan must be kept on the leash so that he doesn’t get loose! And doesn’t become someone like this creature with an imaginary friend.”       “Don’t worry, bros, I’ve got strong mental health,” Edward says confidently. “Since I haven’t gone crazy after everything I got through, I fear nothing more.”       “Rose and you both have a lot of craziness on your mind!” Daniel exclaims. “One’s got demons, another isn’t better!”       “The kids, in short!” Terrence adds. “The restless kids who must have their asses kicked with a belt all the time.”       “I fucking agree with you in this case!”       “You'd better kick yourself, idiots!” Edward throws gloomily. “You need it a lot.”       “When we get out of here, I will deal with you. Kick your ass for daring to run from me when we were trying to save Perkins.”       “I would bet who’s gonna kick the ass first.”       Terrence imitates the way Edward speaks funnily, but the younger guy decides to be silent and just rolls his eyes as he continues to move to the right place.       “Hey, kid, how long do we have to marry this pretty boy on us?” Daniel moans. “My legs are getting weak, and my back is about to be broken…”       “Uh-huh, think we’re carrying literally the whole part of the weight,” Terrence notices.       “Okay, okay, whining boys, calm down!” Edward exclaims. “I can see Rose’s car from here, and mine can be noticed.”       Some time later, Edward really takes Daniel and Terrence to the spacious glade – the place where they saw Peter’s car when they were trying to find him. But there is also the transport that belongs to MacClife, Jr.       “Alright, pensioners, we’ve come!” Edward announces happily, turning on Daniel and Terrence.       “I suggest we tie him to a tree so that he doesn’t get out,” Terrence says confidently.       “Uh-huh, let’s choose that one!” Daniel exclaims, moving his eyes to the tree with a not very thick trunk. “But we need to do everything very quickly!”       “C’mon, guys, faster!” Edward jabs. “We’ve gotta do this before he wakes up!”       When Terrence and Daniel carry Peter still being unconscious to the tree they need, they put him carefully on the ground and untie his hands. Then Edward grabs the blond under the armpits and presses his back to the tree’s trunk so that he is in a sitting position. And while he holds him, his brother takes the ropes and ties Rose’s hands quickly and tightly enough.       “Hey, tie him so that he can’t untie himself!” Daniel exclaims.       “Don’t worry, dude, I tied his hands up very tightly and strongly,” Terrence assures. “Even if he really wants, he won’t be able to set himself free.”       “Maybe we tie his legs too, just in case?” Edward suggests.       “Let it be so yet. But if he starts resisting, we’ll tie his legs and shut him up with a rag.”       “We can do it now not to hear his verbal diarrhea,” Daniel says confidently. “So that he just blinks his eyes and gets fucking overwhelmed by what we wanna do to him.”       “Don’t worry, guys, the situation is under our control now.” Terrence gets up on his feet. “If we don’t succumb to his begging to let him go, he’ll do nothing to us.”       “Oh, so, can we say we did it?” Edward puts his hands on his hips.       “Not quite… We’ll do this when he sees Helene and understands that our words about her are not a lie.”       “Okay, let’s have some rest and catch a breath then.”       “Oh, fuck…” Daniel moans tiredly and decides to sit right on the green ground, bending his legs to his knees. “I was fucking tired from the workout at the gym class, and I had to deal with this idiot. I think I won’t be able to get up from my bed tomorrow.”       “Yeah, he’s taken much energy outta us…” Terrence agrees and decides to sit on the grass too. “And actually, I wanna eat already. All these fights made my appetite grow much more.”       At this moment, Edward comes to his car parked not far from him, takes the unused bottle of water from the glove box, opens it with no problems, and drinks a little to water his dry throat.       “Hey, do you want some water?” Edward offers. “I have a whole bottle!”       “Oh, gimme!” Terrence exclaims and takes the bottle after Edward comes to him. “So that I can water my throat a little.”       After opening the bottle, Terrence takes a lot of water and smiles blissfully with a nice feeling of humidity in his throat.       “Just in case, I have another bottle in my sports bag,” Daniel recalls, not refusing to drink a little after Terrence offers him the bottle. “Oh, it’s so good… All this physical activity gets me fucking exhausted. If I’d known I’d have to jump like a horse after that again, I would’ve said the determined, ‘no’ to the workout.”       “So what, bros, what do we do?” Edward sits on the grass next to his brother and friend. “Wait for him to wake up by himself or help him a little?”       “He will wake up now!” Terrence exclaims. “He’s been out for a long time.”       “Ya-a-a-a-a-ay, bro, you knocked him out fucking beautifully!” Daniel notices with a wide smile, hugging Terrence around the shoulders. “He barely opened his mouth when he fell down defeated.”       “He shouldn’t have showed off!” Terrence throws gloomily. “He’s guilty of what happened. And he’s guilty of our wish to make him hysterical and scared so that he gets wet underwear.”       “I agree with you… If you hadn’t knocked him out, I would’ve done it. I am fucking done with him.”       “Yeah, he hid his mental issues very well,” Edward notices, twisting his arms behind and starting to lean on them. “He seemed normal enough, but he actually turned out to be like this.”       “It’s okay, if our plan works, and Helene washes his brain, he’s gonna become a good boy again,” Terrence assures.       “The good boy who’s gonna be running after us and begging for forgiveness for his disgusting behavior.”       “Ha, I will think about whether he deserves it!” Daniel states. “I will think about whether I need a friend like him! Who is gonna grab a knife and start hysterics every time he fails something. Every time someone hurts him.”       “My gut tells me that we’ll find out what makes him have a panic attack if we scare him a lot now,” Edward says confidently. “Why he fears men.”       “Wouldn’t be surprised if he got flashbacks of the past,” Terrence adds. “While he’s tied up tightly, but we scare him somehow.”       “Anyway, we’re now gonna have a lot of fun,” Daniel smiles slyly. “Of course, it’s hurtful to do this to the man, but since he’s a bastard, we have no choice. We’ve gotta be bad.”       “And the show starts right now,” Edward says, glancing aside. “He’s starting to groan there. He’s waking up…”       While Edward, Daniel, and Terrence get up on their feet and put on masks of heartless and ruthless torture in their mind, Peter winces slightly with a quiet, painful moan, raises his head slowly, and barely opens his eyes. The world is now kind of one big blurry spot, and the noise in his ears covers all the sounds around him. Every time he barely moves, he feels dizzy in his heavy head. But even in this condition, the guy quickly understands that he is tied up tightly to the tree after he moves his hands several times.       “What the fuck?” Peter blunts under his nose and tries to set his hands free two more times. “What the…”       Peter moves his eyes up slowly and sees Edward, Daniel, and Terrence, who come to him, look down on him with icy eyes, letting him know that he can stop expecting any kind of mercy from them.       “What did you the fuck do to me, bastards?” Peter resents with a heavy breath.       “What we should have done a long time ago,” Terrence crosses his arms over his chest, raising his head proudly.       “You…” Peter shows a contemptuous grin, looking at Terrence with bloodshot eyes. “You knocked me out… You, asshole…”       “The only asshole here is you. But we are all just angels standing next to you.”       “Untie me right now!” Peter shakes his tied hands sharply. “Who gave you the right to knock me out and tie me up?”       “You are now in the place you belong to,” Daniel laughs evilly. “In a situation when you can do nothing with us.”       “I shall not repeat twice, bastards. UNTIE ME RIGHT NOW!”       “You said you would not repeat twice.”       “I swear you will pay me for this! I SHALL NOT LEAVE IT UNNOTICED! I SHALL DESTROY YOU! YOU WILL DIE SOON!”       “Hey, motherfucker, shut your mouth up!” Daniel squats down and gives Peter a slap in the face as strongly as possible. “And do not scream here! In the opposite case, you will become the dogs’ food!”       “If you do not let me go now, I shall be screaming,” Peter threatens. “I shall say that you want to kill me.”       “Huh, scream as much as you want,” Terrence sneers evilly, squats down, and squeezes Peter’s jaw tightly with his fingers. “You can rack your vocal cords fucking hard, but nobody will hear you anyway.”       “I shall kill you… KILL YOU, BASTARDS!” Peter shakes his hands again with the hope of setting them free. “YOU WILL NOT HIDE FROM ME!”       “No, bastard, WE will kill you!” Edward states in a low, intimidating voice, squats down too, and grabs Peter’s throat with his fingers, squeezing it tightly. “Hang you, motherfucker, by the balls and do something that you have never seen in your nightmares.”       “So, assholes, do you think you can scare me?” Peter smiles slyly. “Do you think you can make me shit my pants and wet my underwear with your threats?”       “We do not rush,” Terrence hisses through his teeth, grabs Peter by the hair and leans his head back sharply. “So, we have a lot of time to find all your weaknesses and make you shake like a rabbit under a tree.”       “You are so naive… You are naive if you think you can scare me so easily.”       “You are already scared,” Daniel says confidently in a low, rude voice, grabs Peter by the sleeveless shirt, and sets his burning look into his eyes. “I do feel that you are shaking. How scared you are of the thought that you are absolutely helpless.”       “What shit are you talking about, crazy folk?”       “My mental health is fine. But we need to clean up the mess in your head. Though even several years would not be enough to get rid of all of this.”       “You have very little time to feel like kings of the situation. I shall destroy you soon.”       “Do not even try to untie yourself,” Terrence says confidently, noticing Peter try to untie his hands secretly. “The ropes are tough and thick, and your hands are tied tightly.”       “I always find a way out. From any situation.”       “But now you do not have it,” Edward says with his head proudly raised. “And early or late, you will understand that we do not play games with you.”       “Your attempts to look threatening are fucking pathetic.”       “Just your attempts to look fearless,” Daniel says rudely. “I do know well how cowardly you really are. A worthless, talentless coward that shits his pants every time he gets to do this.”       “And you are fucking weak and egoistic,” Terrence adds. “Only a truly weak person thinks that suicide is the solution to all problems. Only egoists give up on everything after taking half the way and leave those who count on them, not wishing to make any effort and thinking they can get everything with beautiful eyes and tons of muscles only.”       “Oh, yeah, I am shaking from fear!” Peter laughs contemptuously.       “Shaking,” Edward protests. “Because you feel unprotected while you are tied. You do not control the situation and cannot jump here like a fighter in the octagon and try to strike us down.”       “It’s alright, bastards, when I set myself free and get up, you all will lie. I shall show you where you belong.”       “It seems that they did not kick you enough when you were a child,” Daniel shakes his head. “Not enough. They must have done it more often. Not just every second. Every hour. Every minute. Every second. So that you, fucking bastard, NEVER FORGET WHERE YOU BELONG.”       Daniel smashes his fist strongly against Peter’s stomach, making the blond tense all his muscles from the pain and scream from the burning pain.       “Motherfucker… We should have thrown you off that cliff. We should not have pulled you out. We did know nothing would the fuck change after this. You would not regret the fuck anything.”       “You could do this…” Peter laughs contemptuously. “Why did you put your tails between your legs? Were you afraid to spend your whole life in prison?”       “Who would know who killed you?” Terrence smiles evilly and squeezes Peter’s throat tightly. “How would they find the killer?”       “Super easy! It would be fucking easy for them to find the killer.”       “The case of your father proves opposite things. Nobody could catch that bastard for more than twenty years. Which means you can do everything quickly and quietly and live a very good life after this.”       “You do not have a gut. You can only show off and raise your tails, even if you are actually nothing.”       “If we promise something, we always do it,” Edward recalls. “If we swear to kill you, it means we will the fuck KILL YOU.”       Clenching his hand into a fist, Edward hits Peter in the nose, while the blond’s head shakes sharply by inertia.       “Let’s go, then!” Peter exclaims. “Come on! Kill me! What are you waiting for? And then show off for your girls, calling yourself brave heroes! After killing one man as a trio! Is this not a reason to be proud, huh?”       “So, blond-haired, you lost your fear?” Terrence asks with a threatening look. “Are you not afraid to die at all? Ah, yeah, pardon, I forgot… You want this!”       “Anyway, you will not kill me. You will just scare me a little and hide in the bush. When I catch you, after all. Because you all are fucking cowards. Nasty bastards, who poison my life by just living in this world.”       Terrence smashes his fist against Peter’s chest without any words, seeing that the blond holds his breath immediately.       “We advise you to be a good boy, bastard,” Terrence says in a low, rude voice, grabbing Peter by the throat. “Otherwise, you will ask for trouble.”       “Let’s beat him every time he insults us?” Daniel suggests. “If he calls us assholes, he gets a hit in the eye. If we are bastards, we hit his nose. And if he calls us bastards or motherfuckers, he will get a hit in his balls.”       “It shall not change the fact that you are bastards!” Peter throws boldly in one breath and screams painfully after a hit in the groin from Edward. “Ugh… Fucking bastards…”       “What did you say?” Terrence specifies, slapping Peter in the face. “Repeat it!”       “YOU ARE FUCKING MOTHERFUCKERS! BASTARDS WHO WILL NOT LIVE UNTIL THE SUN GOES DOWN!”       “If just one word gets out of your fucking mouth, I swear I shall rip your Adam’s apple,” Daniel threatens, looking at Peter frowningly. “And I shall cut your balls alive! SO THAT YOU, BASTARD, SCREAM FROM PAIN!”       “And we must do it all slowly…” Edward crosses his arms over his chest with an evil sneer. “To make his pleasure longer… So that nothing is over quickly for him.”       “Yeah, whatever the guys from his school did, I am more than sure that it was not enough,” Terrence adds. “Splashing water, throwing food on his head, putting his face in the toilet, locking him in the locker, painting dicks on his forehead… Huh! It’s so boring! It’s fucking banal!”       “It is!” Peter throws. “You will not scare me with this!”       “But since we all are adult boys here, it means it’s time to play more mature games,” Daniel smiles smugly. “Something more serious than just verbal threats, threats with a knife, or something else.”       “Or are you the one to grow up too early and try these things when you were a baby lying in bed and sucking a pacifier?” Edward raises his head proudly. “After the bird was barely born, it tried everything possible?”       “And what would you do to me, scumbags?” Peter laughs evilly. “How are you going to scare me?”       “We will try everything,” Terrence says. “We will check your reaction to any torture we come up with.”       “You just waste time. I cannot be scared.”       “Say something new,” Edward throws gloomily. “It’s boring to hear all the same things several times.”       “Or better shut up,” Terrence adds. “I have a headache from your voice.”       “Who are you to close my mouth?” Peter resents.       “By the way, pretty boy, do you know what rappers usually do to a girl to make her shut up?” Daniel smiles slyly. “Especially when there are many of them, but she is alone… Right! They get a dick into her. Not only do they spread her legs and do their work. They also get it into her mouth. So that she sucks them hard.”       “Can you see a girl here?”       “Right, she is not here.”       Daniel squeezes Peter’s throat tightly and sets his cold glance into his eyes, in which he can see some hints of panic.       “But if you were a girl, we would do this,” Daniel states in a much lower and more evil voice. “One of us would get the pants down and put his dick in your mouth. Up to the tonsils.”       At this moment, Peter holds his breath unconsciously, his whole body is suddenly possessed with a painful tension, and his heart starts beating much faster.       “If you were a girl, you would have to suck all of us hard by one,” Daniel keeps scaring. “And if we were displeased, you would do this again and again. Again and again. Until we would finish. And we do not care if your mouth hurts or not.”       “Are y-y-you on d-d-drugs?” Peter wonders in a shaking from excitement, trying so hard to hide his tension. “T-think tw-wice about what you s-s-say!”       “Oh, why are you so scared? Why are your eyes running? And why are your balls squeezed?”       “Indeed, Rose, what’s wrong?” Terrence wonders, squeezing the jaw of Peter starting to breathe heavily. “We are doing nothing like this and saying nothing. But you are sitting here as pale as a dead man…”       “M-m-m, did Perkins hit the bullseye and know something about you?” Edward smiles mysteriously and leans Peter’s head back painfully by the hair. “Do not tell us that you are a so-called whore. A shut that has been fucked by everyone?”       “Why?” Daniel pronounces surprisingly. “I would not be surprised! I would not be surprised if we did not know something about him! Did not know that not girls could suck on him and he could also work his mouth. Though I prefer to believe that he sucks on girls, not girls suck on him.”       “ARE YOU FUCKING CRAZY, IDIOTS?” Peter resents in a loud, high voice, choking from a lack of air. “HOW LONG DID YOU THINK BEFORE SAYING IT?”       “M-m-m, look how nervous someone is… Look how wild someone is fretting…” Daniel squeezes Peter’s jaw tightly. “What’s wrong, Rose? Did we really hit the bullseye?”       “SHUT UP, BASTARD!” Peter explodes and shakes his hands and feet with hope of setting himself free.       “People are right that everything has a part of the truth.”       “STOP SAYING BULLSHIT! SHUT YOUR MOUTH UP!”       “So what, pretty boy, did you suck on all your schoolmates? Everyone was happy? Everyone finished? Was the queue was long? And yeah, how much did you take for one hour? A lot, I guess! You needed money so badly!”       Peter growls loudly and irritably, showing his contemptuous grin and trying to set his hands free again.       “Quiet, princess, quiet,” Terrence says quietly, grabs Peter by the hair, and wipes blood under his nose a little rudely. “Do not make sharp movements.”       “Now I understand why the entire school despised him so badly,” Edward crosses his arms over his chest. “Probably, after all his tricks, everyone went home unhappy and told everyone how worthless he was. They said he could not suck and had a dick that was as small as the little finger.”       “Wow, Perkins bit Rose through immediately! He understood that he differed from everyone.”       “I think it was clear,” Daniel replies confidently. “But he was hiding it so hard because he was afraid to be judged. Not everyone would understand such an untypical pastime.”       “Yeah, we, boys, love measuring our dicks and finding out who’s got a longer one,” Edward says thoughtfully. “But I cannot remember any of my familiar men sucking on someone. Today, I met the first creature like this.”       “CLOSE YOUR MOUTHS!” Peter screams. “YOU SAY SOME BULLSHIT! STOP! ENOUGH!”       “Hey, why are you so nervous, pretty boy?” Terrence wonders. “It’s cool to get pleasure and give it to someone else!”       “Uh-huh, since someone is not happy with a penis size, you can compensate for it with something different,” Daniel adds. “Licking with a tongue like a boss or working your mouth like a slut.”       “I wonder if he is really so worthless at these things or can do something?” Terrence asks.       “It seems like he’s absolutely worthless since the whole school bullied him,” Edward assumes. “Since everyone mocked him.”       Terrence, Daniel, and Edward start laughing with contempt in their eyes, while Peter feels that panic gets closer, and this is the reason why his heart beats faster, and he lacks air in his lungs.       “Oh, look, how nervous the boy is…” Terrence notices with mockery and pinches Peter by the cheek. “Look at how hard he wants to pretend that he is not here.”       “Yeah, I am really sorry for Helene if she was unsatisfied all the time,” Daniel adds. “But she said nothing out of politeness.”       “Ha, I do not think there is at least someone who finished after his tricks,” Edward chuckles. “And he probably did not reject girls. They probably ran from him. The boy cannot do the fuck anything.”       “Here’s the real impotent,” Terrence mocks. “Dan hit the bullseye again. What an insightful man! Whom we all attacked for nothing back then. Because he is right!”       “SHUT UP YOU ALL!” Peter screams at the top of his lungs with a heavy breath, pulling his tied hands sharply with a wish to set them free. “CLOSE YOUR DIRTY MOUTHS!”       “Hey, do you not like it?” Edward surprises falsely. “Do you not like to hear the truth about you? Just like any man, you wanted to seem a hero lover, who could make a girl finish from just one touch of the finger to her, for everyone. But you eventually screwed it up: you do not know what to do with your penis and cannot work your mouth.”       “STOP SAYING SOME BULLSHIT, BASTARDS!”       “Close your fucking mouth, you, bastard!” Terrence throws boldly, slapping Peter in the face.       “Hey, guys, what do you think about trying to do something new?” Daniel smiles mysteriously. “See what would happen if we punished this bastard much more cruelly? It seems that he gives a fuck about hits… So, what if what I am thinking about works?”       “M-m-m…” Edward catches the hint. “You want us to bend this beauty over like a certain whore and…”       “ARE YOU FUCKING CRAZY?” Peter keeps screaming with widely open eyes.       “You are right, buddy,” Terrence agrees. “We must shut this creature up and get him busy with something better. The guy works his tongue for nothing. In this case, we could make him do something necessary.”       “NO!” Peter freaks out, bending his legs at his knees and looking at all the men by one with horror in his eyes. “NO! DO NOT DARE! DO NOT TOUCH ME!”       “What are you afraid of, mate?” Daniel smiles evilly and claps Peter being green from horror on the cheek. “You are among friends! You have known me for one hundred years. You would not show your skills to strangers.”       “WHAT ARE YOU DOING? ARE YOU CRAZY? GET THESE THINGS OUT OF YOUR MIND!”       “Do not worry, pretty boy, nobody will know our little secret,” Edward assures with a sly smile and pulls Peter’s waistcoat slightly. “You would do your business quickly, and we would go on different sides as if nothing had happened.”       “No…” Peter begs desperately in a shaking voice, shaking his head sharply. “No, guys… Don’t do this… Please… Don’t do this…”       “Consider it our little forbidden game,” Daniel smiles slyly and slaps Peter on his nose. “The game that would mean nothing. The game that would not make us stop feeling affection for girls.”       “I just recalled two familiar girls of mine who decided to share a kiss and caress each other for the sun,” Terrence says. “They liked it, but it was just a game. They grew up and developed a love for men.”       “What are you doing?” Peter wonders. “What do you want to do to me? WHY ARE YOU SUCH MONSTERS?”       “Let’s do this, princess: you suck on all of us by one, and then we let you go,” Edward suggests. “And after this, you go to your home quietly and live as if nothing happened.”       Edward brings his face very close to Peter’s face and smiles slyly.       “And you tell nobody about what happened.” Edward squeezes Peter’s throat, looking into his scared eyes confidently without blinking. “But if you dare to tell someone, we will castrate and kill you. Kill you slowly. It makes you pay a lot for your long tongue. But before, you will have to work your tongue. One time. Maybe, two. Or maybe, even more. It depends on how irritated you will make us feel.”       “G-g-guys, com-m-me on?” Peter wonders with widely open eyes, pressing his legs to his chest and putting his head on his shoulders. “What are you doing?”       “I do not think it’s so hard since your friends are asking you about it,” Daniel smiles evilly, raising Peter’s face by the chin, while the blond’s eyes run scarily from side to side. “You just need to give several minutes to every one of us to be free. Girls should be warmed up for a long time. But we, men, don’t need a lot of time to finish. We are on the edge at just one thought about sex.”       “It’s wrong… You are making a m-m-mistake… It’s wr-r-r-rong… It must not happen… I despise these! It’s against nature! AGAINST EVERYTHING!”       “Relax, beautiful, it will not hurt,” Terrence assures, stroking Peter’s shoulder. “You are our experienced boy, no longer a virgin. So, everything is going to be alright.”       “Please, guys, don’t do this…” Peter begs with a heavy breath, tensing all his muscles to the pain and feeling that every beat of the heart provokes the pain in the chest, while tears show up in the corners of his eyes. “Don’t do this to me… I’m begging you… Don’t do this… I don’t want this…”       “Hey, hey, why are you so nervous?” Daniel smiles falsely, hugs Peter around the shoulders, and wipes a tear under his eye with a finger, while the blond looks at him, Edward, and Terrence with eyes full of horror without blinking. “It’s going to be alright. Nobody is going to kill you. If we like everything, you will live quietly, keeping this little secret until the day of your death.”       “You just need to bring your ass to one and suck on another,” Edward adds. “While the third one watches the process. And maybe, takes some photos and videos.”       “No hints, it’s going to be an amicable thing, for fun,” Terrence assures. “We had, we have, and we will have the affection for girls. And we will consider it a game. A game of friends who were so boring that they decided to make a little experiment.”       “ARE YOU FUCKING CRAZY?” Peter squeaks with horror. “STOP IT ALL RIGHT NOW!”       “We can understand that it was hard for you to please the guys from school you barely knew,” Daniel replies. “But we have known you for ages. Which means it’s supposed to be much easier for you to complete your task.”       “WHY ARE YOU DOING THIS TO ME? WHY DO YOU TREAT ME LIKE THIS?”       “We advise you highly to do our claims at your will,” Terrence raises his head proudly. “Do you not want us to fuck you when you are lying here unconscious, right?”       “It’s…” Peter pronounces in a shaking voice and closes his eyes tightly for a second. “It’s a nightmare… I m-m-must be sleeping… Yeah… I’m sl-l-leeping… It’s not the truth…”       “Oh, no, beautiful, you are not sleeping, it’s all real,” Edward shakes his head and strokes the head of the dumbfounded Peter. “And now you will help us get rid of pressure.”       “Wake up, guys!” Peter begs in a high voice. “You… You don’t understand what you are talking about! You d-d-d-do not…”       “Oh, no, we understand everything…” Terrence, Daniel, and Edward pronounce at the same time with an evil smile.       Looking at all the men without blinking, Peter breathing heavily presses his back tightly to the trunk of the tree and starts pulling his hands much harder with a wish to rip the ropes and set himself free. The fast beat of the heart hits his temples too hard, his chest is kind of squeezed by something heavy so that the lungs do not have access to the air, and the cutting pain in his abdomen that he knows so well gets stronger at just one thought about Daniel, Terrence, and Edward being close to doing something irreparable.       “Don’t do this, guys, I’m begging you…” Peter begs in a half-whisper, feeling that tears show up in his eyes. “Don’t do this… P-p-please… PLEASE!”       “Quiet, quiet, blondie, calm down,” Terrence pronounces quietly and claps Peter slightly on his chest. “Why are you so nervous? And crying…”       “Hey… Help me… HELP ME! SOMEONE! HELP! PLEASE, HELP ME! CAN SOMEONE HEAR ME? HELP ME! PLEASE!”       “Such a naive fool,” Daniel laughs evilly. “Nobody will hear you. We are in the woods, did you forget? There is nobody here! And birds would not obviously help you!”       “Please, guys, let me go…” Peter sniffs quietly with tears in his eyes. “Pity me… It’s too hard for me… Don’t give me a much severer pain…”       “Oh, no, we will not let you go,” Edward smiles slyly, takes the box cutter that he found in his car before from the pocket on his waistcoat, presses once to release the blade, and puts it against Peter’s throat. “Until you bend over us and do your business, you will not get away from us.”       “I DID NOT DESERVE IT!” Peter screams, pulls sharply his tied hands and starts screaming heartbreakingly again. “I DID NOT DESERVE! WHY ARE YOU DOING THIS TO ME? WHY ARE YOU SUCH MONSTERS? WHY? A-A-A-A-A-A!”       At this moment, Daniel, Edward, and Terrence look at each other briefly, understanding that they know the thing that is about to make Peter freak out. But no matter how sorry they are for him, no matter how hard their hearts squeeze, the men decide not to stop and to go until the end, feeling that they can get some results in the end.       “Alright, alright, princess, stop crying,” Terrence smiles lasciviously, wipes tears under Peter’s eyes, and claps him on the cheek. “Just do your business and go away quietly.”       “Let me go, guys…” Peter begs. “I promise I shall say nothing to anyone… Nobody will know anything…”       “Relax, beautiful, nothing special has happened yet,” Daniel notices with a sly smile and takes the waistcoat slowly off one shoulder of Peter. “But you must not tell anyone about what is going to happen in the nearest several minutes.”       “Please, stop…” Peter shakes sharply, feeling like a rabbit caught in the corner and surrounded by wolves from all sides. “Leave me…”       “Come on, boy, brave! You know well what to do. And remember, until we get what we want, you will go nowhere.”       Peter opens his eyes much wider, starting to choke much more on the lack of air, and understanding that his whole body is possessed by the strong frost, and a sense of nausea in his throat makes him want to clean his stomach. His tied hands are the reason for a stronger panic attack and fear of what brings the guy closer to hysteria.       “Alright, men, let’s not waste time so that we do everything quickly,” Terrence says determinedly and rolls the sleeves of his dark blue denim jacket.       “Uh-huh, what if we like it so much that this princess is going to make us really happy many times,” Edward smiles slyly, putting the knife in his pocket and pulling down slightly his denim waistcoat. “It’s going to be our little secret. The little secret about how the best friends really spend time.”       “Wake up, guys, WAKE UP!” Peter exclaims and presses his knees to his chest. “DON’T DO THIS TO ME! I’M BEGGING YOU!”       “I see no reason not to put our dicks in your mouth and ass,” Terrence sneers evilly. “As deeply as possible…”       “NO!” Peter starts shaking in seizures, trying so hard to untie his hands and run as far as possible. “NO, DON’T DO THIS! STOP! ENOUGH! STOP!”       “Calm down, Peter, don’t be so nervous…” Daniel encourages with a mysterious smile, stroking Peter’s head. “Just relax and do what we say. This is how everyone is going to feel good. Including you.”       “Don’t do this, I’m begging you for heaven’s sake…” Peter whines with pity and sniffs loudly, while tears roll down his pale green face. “Stop it…”       “Come on, friend, we told you what to do.” Daniel turns Peter’s face to himself, putting his hand on the blond’s cheek after Rose turns it aside. “If you do not want to feel bad, just obey us.”       Sobbing quietly and frequently, Peter puts in much effort to rip the thick ropes, but he cannot do this because his hands are tied too tightly. At some moment, he starts feeling dizzy, and everything goes blurry before his eyes and turns into something like bubbles.       “Don’t worry, we will tell you what can make us feel good,” Terrence promises. “We will do our best for you to work your mouth and ass well. Well, you can be fast and cruel toward me.”       “And I love making a pleasure longer and tenderness,” Edward rolls his eyes dreamily. “I ain’t a fan of fucking fast.”       “And I love when it’s fucking hot at first, but then it gets suddenly fucking freezing,” Daniel adds. “It always excites…”       “Don’t forget me…” Theodore pronounces as he hugs Peter from behind. “I love hot, cold, bitter, and sweet at the same time. So, pretty boy, fuck me everywhere…”       Not being able to handle this pressure, Peter starts making a deafening, heartbreaking scream full of intolerable pain and irresistible despair. Along with this, he cries bitterly and tenses all his muscles from the pain, not being able to control himself and feeling as helpless as never before, since he is in a trap. Although it makes Terrence, Edward, and Daniel feel uncomfortable after bringing the guy to hysteria, they quickly get rid of any kind of pity and keep doing everything determinedly and cruelly.       “Hey, bastard, stop screaming!” Edward roars, slapping Peter in the face strongly.       “SOMEONE, HELP ME!” Peter strains his vocal cords. “PLEASE, SAVE ME! SOMEONE WANTS TO KILL AND RAPE ME! PLEASE! SOMEONE! HELP ME!”       “You were told to STOP THE FUCK SCREAMING!” Daniel explodes and closes Peter’s mouth tightly, while the blond moans painfully with widely open eyes and shakes in seizures. “SHUT UP! CALM THE FUCK DOWN!”       “It’s alright, Dan, it’s alright,” Terrence smiles slyly. “Now we will fuck him by one, and he will not have any strength to scream and hope for help.”       “M-M-M-M!” Peter moans much louder. “M-M-M-M!”       “So what, bros, who’s the one to deserve the honor to test this blond-haired cutie first?” Edward raises his head proudly.       “Does nobody mind if I become the first one?” Daniel smiles slyly.       “Oh, yeah, c’mon, buddy!” Terrence exclaims. “Show all your power to Rose. While my bro and I watch you. Watch his skills that have literally become a legend.”       “C’mon, Perkins, rock on!” Edward pronounces cheerfully and puts his arm around Terrence’s neck. “Maybe we will also picture some hot moments on the phone. And then leak them so that everyone enjoys it.”       “PLEASE, GUYS, PITY ME!” Peter screams at the top of his lungs, turns his face sharply aside, and closes his eyes.       “Who let you turn aside?” Terrence resents and, squeezing Peter’s jaw tightly, turns his face on Daniel. “You will watch everything now! FROM START TO END!”       “Let the show begin!” Daniel exclaims.       While Peter cries bitterly and still tries unsuccessfully to get out of the trap, Daniel gets up quickly on his feet and is about to open the zipper on his black jeans.       “DON’T DO THIS, STOP, ENOUGH, STOP!” Peter screams heartbreakingly. “PLEASE, STOP! PITY ME! DON’T DO THIS!”       “You made your choice,” Daniel throws coldly, weakening the belt on his jeans. “So, you should not the fuck complain.”       “NO, DANIEL, STOP! STOP! DON’T DO THIS! DON’T! STOP! STOP IT!”       “You were told to WATCH AND ENJOY!” Edward roars, turning Peter’s face sharply on Daniel. “WHY ARE YOU TURNING IT ASIDE?”       “DON’T DO THIS, PLEASE, DON’T DO THIS TO ME!” Peter keeps screaming heartbreakingly, choking on his own tears. “DON’T DO THIS!”       “Since you understand the language of power only, we have no other choice but to talk to you like this,” Daniel states. “By putting a penis in your mouth and your ass!”       “I SHALL DO ANYTHING YOU WANT! BUT PLEASE, DON’T’ RAPE ME! I DON’T WANT THIS! I DON’T WANT! DON’T DO THIS! DON’T TOUCH ME!”       “Of course, you will,” Terrence says confidently. “First, you will suck on us, and then you will keep doing what you are told.”       “NO, GUYS, PLEASE, DON’T DO THIS! I SHALL MAKE ANY CLAIM OF YOURS! ANY ORDER OF YOURS! JUST DON’T DO THIS TO ME! I’M BEGGING YOU! PITY ME!”       “So, are you so scared that you are ready for anything not to have to suck our dicks?” Edward sneers evilly.       “DON’T DO THIS, STOP! DON’T TOUCH ME! PITY ME! I DON’T WANT THIS! I’M SCARED! DON’T DO THIS! DON’T DO THIS! PLEASE! DON’T DO THIS! PITY ME! STOP! STOP! I CAN’T TAKE THIS! DON’T DO THIS! SHUT UP! STOP! I DON’T WANT! PLEASE! STOP! DON’T DO THIS! STOP!”       “Huh, you should have started with this!” Daniel raises his head proudly and gets down to his knees in front of Peter crying. “Instead of beating our faces and threatening to kill us. And forcing us to take your underwear off you.”       “DON’T DO THIS! STOP! DON’T DO THIS! DON’T DO THIS! LEAVE ME ALONE! DON’T DO THIS! I DON’T WANT THIS! PITY ME! I DON’T WANT! DON’T TOUCH ME! DON’T DO THIS! STOP! DON’T DO THIS! PLEASE, GUYS, PLEASE, DON’T! PITY ME! DON’T TOUCH ME! A-A-A-A-A-A!”       Peter keeps freaking out loudly, is not able to stop his hysteria, and does not even think about holding down tears that roll down his face and heartbreaking screams, while he is shaking strongly and lacks the air in his lungs catastrophically. At some moment, Daniel, Edward, and Terrence look at each other tensely, asking themselves if they have not gone too far with their plan of making him hysterical. Seeing that he cannot calm down even after several seconds, the men feel regret and let each other know that they should stop not to make everything worse.       “Okay, okay, buddy, calm down,” Terrence pronounces much quieter and softer, caressing Peter’s back. “It’s okay. Nobody’s gonna hurt you.”       “Please, guys, don’t do this to me…” Peter begs, choking on tears, and sniffs loudly, “Pity me… I shall do anything you tell me… Just don’t do this… Please… I’m begging you… Don’t rape me… Please, guys…”       “If you do our claims and go to the place we need, nothing will happen to you,” Daniel assures.       “You are lying… YOU ARE LYING! I DON’T BELIEVE YOU!”       “Just do what we want, and then we will go on different ways,” Edward says quietly. “And nobody will suffer. Everyone will feel good.”       “Right?” Peter asks hesitantly in a whisper. “Wouldn’t you lie? You promise?”       “Promise, Peter, promise,” Daniel pronounces with a confident nod, clapping Peter on the shoulder. “We are those who keep promises when we give them.”       Peter says nothing and just keeps crying bitterly, looking at Edward, Daniel, and Terrence with his eyes full of pity, putting his head on his shoulders, and pressing his knees to his chest.       “F-f-fine…” Peter pronounces in a shaking voice. “I ag-g-g-gree… Just p-p-p-pity me…”       “Deal,” Terrence exhales slowly.       “At least, untie me…” Peter sniffs loudly. “I can’t feel my hands now…”       “It goes without saying that nobody is going to take you with the trunk of the tree,” Edward throws.       Peter chuckles without emotions on his face and inclines his head, while Terrence creeps closer to his hands to untie the ropes he tied. Daniel stays in the same place and watches what’s happening, and Edward gets up on his feet and goes to his car to get ready to go, feeling a little exhausted as well as his brother and friend.       “What are you doing there?” Daniel wonders. “You tied them up, but you can’t untie them?”       “I can’t, you won't believe!” Terrence exclaims. “I overdid it a little and tied them up too tightly.”       “If you hadn’t thrown my knife, everything would’ve been much easier,” Peter says in a low voice as he sniffs.       “Edward, give me your box cutter!” Terrence says loudly. “The ropes are tied too tightly!”       “Why ain’t I surprised?” Edward sighs tiredly, takes the box cutter from the inside pocket of his waistcoat, and throws it to Terrence.       “Shut up and start your bunk!”       “If we talked about your one-hundred car, I would obviously agree with you.”       Terrence growls irritably and spends several seconds cutting the ropes, setting Peter free in this way. While the blond starts massaging his wrists energetically with the tracks of ropes on them, and his numb fingers.       “Oh, fuck, I can't feel my fingers…” Peter blunts under his nose. “Fucking shit…”       “Alright, buddy…” Theodore smiles slyly, sitting next to Peter and keeping his arm wrapped around his neck. “But now, when you’re free, you can take a breath away and continue this show. You must not give up when you’re halfway through. Since you decided to kill these bastards and take revenge on them for murdering your beloved girlfriend, you must kill. Moreover, they just tried to rape you, not just to get rid of you. Isn’t this a good enough argument to make their death happen? Huh?”       Meanwhile, Daniel gets up on his feet, shakes the dirt off his jeans, and cleans his white sneakers a little since they lost their first look after a long walk in the woods. Terrence decides not to sit for too long, getting up on his feet and throwing aside the pieces of the rope they do not need anymore. Then both of them give Peter a hand to help him stand up. At first, he hesitates and looks at them with wet eyes full of fear, but then he takes them and gets up on his feet with the men’s help, shaking slightly from a mild weakness and dizziness, and putting his palm on his stomach that still hurts for an unknown reason.       “Don’t give up, Peter, don’t dare!” Theodore insists, skipping in front of Peter. “You shouldn’t expect anything good from these bastards. You must get rid of them. Take revenge on them for all your sufferings. Even if they’re not guilty of all of them. And then you’ll go to take revenge on others. Those who cannot even imagine what’s waiting for them very soon.”       “Let’s do the business quickly and then go home to have a rest,” Daniel suggests tiredly, scratching the back of his head. “It’s so dark outside that it seems that it’s gonna be raining soon.”       “Contact Helene and send her a message about driving Rose now,” Terrence says in a whisper, coming closer to Daniel.       “And where will we go now? Where will they meet?”       “I didn't think about it… Damn…”       “Maybe there’s a little park on the way? We could agree on the meeting there.”       “It would be great. Marshall shouldn't just spend too much coming to us. The second attempt to scare the blond ain’t gonna work.”       “Don’t worry, buddy, we’ll solve everything now.”       “Don’t dare to go anywhere with them,” Theodore warns. “It’s a trap, they wanna kill you. Or maybe even rape you. Or maybe do all of this. So, here’s my advice, Theodore: protect yourself. Attack. Destroy these motherfuckers. They will give and advise you nothing good. Don’t even hope.”       “You are right…” Peter smiles slyly. “They do not deserve to live. And I shall kill them. They will not deceive Theodore Longbottom.”       “That’s way better! Good job! Keep doing the same!”       After throwing a contemptuous look at Daniel and Terrence standing aside and talking, Peter raises his head proudly and starts coming to them slowly but confidently. And his quiet, evil laugh makes the men turn around sharply and freeze like columns, seeing that some things go wrong, after all.       “Huh, I see you believed me,” Peter says in a low, rude voice and pulls down his waistcoat. “Believed that I really shitted my pants from fear.”       “Oh, no, it’s not everything!” Terrence exclaims. “Theodore Longbottom came back to the octagon after smoking a cigarette or drinking a glass of alcohol.”       “Yo, fools, did ya think I believed ya? Believed that you’d really put your dicks in all my holes?”       “Fuck, we should’ve taken our pants off and put our dicks in his mouth,” Daniel throws gloomily. “We shouldn’t have stopped!”       “Remember, bastards, I am thousands of times smarter than you all. You cannot fool me at all. I know all your thoughts. I know all your actions several steps ahead. And I am sure about the moment when I can attack.”       “We should’ve put out dicks in his mouth and shouldn’t have untied his hands,” Terrence notices. “Should’ve tied his feet. And taken him with this fucking trunk of the tree.”       “You spend a lot of time making fun of me. Now it’s my time to put your balls around your necks and hang them on a tree. I SHALL KILL YOU, FUCKING MOTHERFUCKERS!”       Growling irritably, Peter attacks Terrence and Daniel with fists and starts giving them much crueler hits on the whole body with hands and feet. However, the guys do not get confused and, forgetting about any kind of pity and starting to consider this guy Theodore, start answering the blond with the same things to protect themselves and find a way to bring their case to an end.       “Yeah, Theodore, your split personality issues are fucking serious!” Daniel sneers evilly, dodging Peter’s hit of the foot on the face. “I didn’t think everything was so bad…”       “Additionally, his imaginary friend is sitting on his neck and whispering some dirty things in his ear,” Terrence adds, jumping back not to get a hit of the foot in his stomach from Peter.       “This time, I am not going to deal with you for too long,” Peter states. “I am not going to run after you in the whole woods for two or three more hours. I shall do everything much more cruelly.”       Although Peter tries to smash his fist against Daniel’s jaw and Terrence's nose with no success, he finds a way to come close to them at some moment, grab both of them by the hair, and hit their foreheads sharply against one another. That’s why both of them fall to the ground and, rubbing the painful area, have to creep back quickly when Rose starts getting close to them determinedly, hitting his fist against his palm with a threatening look.       “So what, bastards, here’s your inglorious end,” Peter says with an evil smile. “You will the fuck pay me for all your tricks. FOR ALL THE PAIN I HAVE HAD TO GET THROUGH BECAUSE OF YOU!”       Laughing loudly and evilly, Peter clenches and unclenches the fingers of his hands and wants to run sharply to Terrence and Daniel to give a hit as strongly as possible. But then Edward shows up behind him after waiting for a good moment to run to him and hit him on the head with something heavy he finds in the trunk. But this hit makes the blond wince slightly and rub the area that hurts. Then Rose attacks MacClife, Jr., with fists, while the brunet reflects all the hits determinedly and gives him several brilliant hits on the vulnerable areas.       “Don’t dare to hurt them, Theodore Longbottom,” Edward demands. “Or I shall make you regret this.”       “I shall kill you, asshole…” Peter hisses through his teeth after Edward twists his arm sharply and turns it. “KILL YOU, THE FUCK!”       When he manages to get out of the trap, Peter tries to hit Edward at least once, but he can do nothing against the instant reaction of the fast guy showing brilliant skills of fighting with hands and feet. At some moment, MacClife, Jr., gives Rose a powerful hit on the temple with his foot in a full-twist jump. That’s why the blond’s head turns sharply aside by inertia. Then he takes a couple of sloppy steps with a strong headache and the thought that he is losing ground, while everything goes blurry, and all the sounds reach out to him like through a deaf wall. In the end, his limp body falls to the ground, his eyes close sharply, and he falls into the infinite thick darkness and stops realizing what’s happening around him.       “You will kill us when you have some rest,” Edward exhales sharply and moves aside the fridge that falls on his forehead with a little heavy breath. “Of course, if we let you do this. Because we’re fucking done with you.”       Edward hits Peter in the solar plexus with his foot, runs to Terrence and Daniel, and helps them get up at the same time, taking their hands tightly and pulling them on himself.       “Oh, thanks, kid…” Terrence thanks. “Your instant reaction and powerful tornado kick really saved us.”       “Fuck, we should’ve gone ‘til the end and fucked this bastard!” Daniel exhales sharply. “We shouldn’t have stopped…”       “Do you think this crazy man pretended that he was hysterical or really freaked out?” Edward asks.       “Who the fuck knows! But if it was an act, I’ve gotta give him credit – he’d be a good actor.”       “Yeah, he screamed like a girl who was about to be undressed and fucked in all holes against her will.”       “Uh-huh, we just needed to put a hand on the zipper to make him go outta his mind.”       “Oh, act or not, who cares!” Terrence puts his hand on his forehead. “We must end this shit and bring him to Helene. We can’t run after him forever. We’re gonna spend our petrol early or late.”       “Agree, we have no choice now. We’ve gotta give this psycho to Marshall so that she decides what to do to him.”       “But where do we bring these lovebirds together?” Edward puts his hands on his hips. “Where would we watch Rose before his sweetheart’s appearance?”       “I’m afraid that the only good place is an abandoned one out of the city,” Terrence replies thoughtfully. “If people see the blond-haired unconscious and tied, we’re gonna have problems.”       “I’ll try to open the maps and see what’s here,” Daniel says quietly.       “If only there’s a reception here…”       Daniel comes to Edward’s car in a quick step, opens the back door, and takes his smartphone from the sports bag lying on the backseat. Then the man closes it, goes aside, and opens the maps app with the hope that he can catch the signal. And luckily, he does it after the first attempt.       “It’s gonna be hard to explain to Helene why the fuck Rose is unconscious and tied, and why she has to go outta the city,” Edward exhales sharply.       “Anyway, we shouldn’t untie him for the second time before Helene’s arrival,” Terrence notices. “He can be hysterical and rack his cords – we must not succumb. If we untie him, we’re gonna be running after him. But to be honest, my whole fucking body hurts already.”       “We’re gonna tolerate him for a long time. Knowing how much we’re gonna spend on the way and how long we’re gonna wait for Marshall.”       “We won’t have to!” Daniel exclaims and comes to Edward and Terrence with his smartphone in his hands to show them something. “Look, if we pass two or three kilometers down the highway and turn once, we can reach the abandoned house. We can go there!”       “Where are we now?” Terrence frowns slightly.       “Here, approximately…” Daniel moves the maps to the right side with his fingers on the phone screen. “The location is automatic…”       “Not too far, huh…” Edward notices.       “And if we pass some distance straight, we can reach my neighborhood.”       “If the girls were there, Helene could come to us quickly,” Terrence strokes his chin.       “They’re all at my home now!” Daniel announces. “When I sent a message to Helene about our plan to follow Peter, she replied that the girls and she would come together at the home of Anna and me.”       “That’s excellent then!” Edward exclaims happily. “Let’s drive this psycho creature there!”       “Uh-huh, and what would we tell the girls?”       “We’ll have to tell them everything! Tell them where we got this wonderful nude makeup and which corners we hit against like thousands of times to get so many bruises on the whole body.”       “No, let’s drive him to the house you talked about first,” Terrence suggests.       “Let’s do this, guys: you two pack this pretty boy and drive him to that house quickly. I’ll send you the location now so that you can use the navigator. But I’ll go to my home, take Helene out, and drive her there.”       “Good idea,” Edward agrees.       “And I’ll explain the situation to her on the way. I’ll explain why the fuck I go to my home in the car of Rose.”       “But would we find the keys to the car?” Terrence frowns slightly, glancing briefly at the side where Peter is lying unconscious on his side.       “I’ll examine the patient in the mental hospital now.”       After giving his smartphone to Edward, who examines the way to the destination closely to understand where to go, Daniel comes to Peter, gets down to his knees, and checks all the pockets closely before he finds the keys to the car in the inside of his waistcoat.       “Got it!” Daniel exclaims and clenches the keys in his hand. “Sorry, dude, but I’ll borrow your baby for a while. Don’t ya mind it, huh? Great! Thanks!”       Daniel gets up on his feet quickly and comes to Terrence and Edward again.       “Hey, I know where to go!” Edward announces. “It’s really not far from here. If we’re lucky, we can go there at high speed for two seconds without a traffic jam.”       “Too bad we cut those ropes with a knife,” Terrence throws gloomily. “We need them so badly now. And we need a rag to close his mouth.”       “Hey, I think I have something in the trunk…” Edward recalls. “Though I ain’t sure… Okay…”       Edward gives the smartphone to Danie, runs to his car, opens the trunk, and sorts out everything that's in there before he finds a couple of skeins of the tough rope and a pack of unused gray rags in a small black bag.       “Listen, guys, fate itself favors us!” Edward notices funnily. “I have everything I need!”       “Let me ask you how you’re gonna use it all?” Terrence crosses his arms over his chest. “Did Natalia and you decide to make an experiment and try something new?”       “Nope, I kept it for you. In case you annoy me to death.”       “Hey, who wanna be a victim: you or she?” Daniel smiles slyly. “However, both of these variants are really hot.”       “One more word before you two are lying here with tied hands and tapped mouths.”       “Okay, okay, shabby cat, calm down!” Terrence raises his hands up. “We’re silent!”       “Alright, bros, I think you can do this without me next,” Daniel says confidently. “Drive this creature to that place, but I’ll come back to you with Helene very soon.”       “When you’re ready to go, call us!” Edward says. “So that we’re ready for it!”       “Okay, deal! Watch the blond closely! Don’t let him do much more stupid things!”       With these words, Daniel comes to Peter’s car parked near the one that belongs to Edward. He unlocks it with one press on the button, sits on the driver’s seat, starts the motor, goes aside, drives around MacClife, Jr.’s car, and leaves this place with the hope that he will come to the highway and drive on it without problems.       “Hey, why are ya standing and blinking your eyes?” Terrence wonders. “Untangle the ropes! We’ve gotta tie him up while he’s out!”       “I wish I knew how to do it…” Edward blunts under his nose.       Edward manages to untangle the two skeins of the rope that is not too long but not too short with the help of Terrence. Not wasting time, the brothers come to Peter lying on the ground and tie his hands and feet tightly.       “I feel like a fucking bad boy as I play a certain kidnapper,” Terrence confesses.       “Huh, have you ever been a good boy?” Edward chuckles.       “I can ask you the same.”       “I see you’re delighted by what’s happening! Your eyes are full of gloss, while we have to deal with this idiot!”       “You don’t have a chance to play a criminal and participate in the kidnapping of someone, which people shouldn't know about, every day.”       “I do say you’re freaking happy!”       “Yeah, Father should’ve been silent! He got kicked by Mom, and you got excited.”       “Uh-huh, but you’re kinda indifferent! You don’t get to play an evil man in a movie and use the chance to play it in real life.”       “Ar-r-r-r, you know the fuck everyone, little rag!”       “I always know what you’ve got on your mind.”       “Just like I know what to expect from you.”       By this moment, Edward and Terrence finish tying Peter’s hands and feet to drive him quietly to the place they need.       “So, do ya think he won’t untie himself?” Edward asks hesitantly.       “Let’s hope,” Terrence exhales sharply. “And we need to tape his mouth so that he doesn’t scream.”       “Huh, we’ll do this now!”       Edward takes one of the new rags from the pack, wraps it two times, and closes Peter’s mouth with it.       “Hey, don’t close his nose!” Terrence exclaims. “Or he’s gonna die!”       “He won’t, don’t worry,” Edward assures.       “We have to put him in the trunk while he’s like this. We’re gonna have problems if people look into the salon of your car and see this creature.”       “I hope there will be enough space.”       Edward gets up on his feet, comes quickly to his car, opens the trunk, and moves some things from it to the backseat.       “There’s enough space now… If we put him in here in the fetal position.”       “Come here and help me then!” Terrence exclaims. “I ain’t gonna carry him all by myself! My back still hurts!”       “I’m running, the penguin and peacock king!” Edward runs to Terrence, who is standing on his feet by this moment. “C’mon, on the count of 'three’. Three-e-e-e!”       Terrence and Edward lift up the limp body of the unconscious Peter by the armpits and feet and carry him together to the open trunk, in which they put the guys quickly, bending him slightly so that he fits in the trunk. After MacClife, Sr., fixes the rag slightly on the face of Rose, the younger one closes the trunk and exhales sharply.       “Let’s go!” Edward makes a calling gesture. “We have a little time! We’ve gotta do this while he’s out!”       Not wasting time, Edward rushes to sit on the driver’s seat, puts on the safety belt, and starts the motor, while Terrence sits on the passenger’s seat and glances back, barely noticing Daniel’s sports bag lying on the backseat and something that his brother got out of the trunk.       “We should’ve told Perkins to take his bag since he went to his home,” Terrence says thoughtfully, putting on the safety belt.       “It’s okay, let it lie there, it doesn’t bother us,” Edward replies quietly. “He’ll take it when he comes.”       After turning on the first speed with the gearbox, Edward starts moving forward, pressing the gas pedal and the clutch pedal smoothly to drive on the same path he came here on some time ago. Even if he is not sure that he drives the right way, the guy gets out of the woods some time later and chooses the moment to go on the highway where many enough transports drive by this moment.       “Oh, that’s good we put Rose in the trunk,” Terrence exhales sharply. “There are so many cars on the road! So many potential witnesses!”       “It’s okay, we don’t have to drive for too long,” Edward calms down. “Two minutes before we see the turn we need. The important thing is that the policemen aren’t near ‘cause they may tell us to open the trunk.”       “The important thing is to arrive before Rose wakes up. Or he’s gonna hit the door of the trunk and get the attention on him.”       “I’m driving at the highest speed that’s allowed here.” Edward changes the speed with the gearbox. “And I’m praying that we don’t end up in any traffic jams.”       “The navigator says that the highway is absolutely free,” Terrence says thoughtfully, checking something on the sensor screen of the navigator set on the dashboard. “We don’t really have to drive for too long before the place we need. And Perkins’ house is really close to there.”       “When Rose and Marshall meet, I’ll have to go to the petrol station, not to Perkins’ home. Otherwise, you two will have to push my car to the home of our parents.”       “No, thanks, I’d rather go to the petrol station!” Terrence raises his hands. “My whole body hurts! This time, Peter-Theodore was as crazy as he was at Marcus’ house.”       “Agree, he beat us fucking strongly…” Edward sighs tiredly. “And he took lots of energy out…”       “That’s good that he could barely creep and didn’t beat too strongly by the end of all of that.”       “Or he was just scared. We threw off the knife, tied him up, and terrified him a little…”       “Anyway, I think his hysteria was real,” Terrence assumes, leaning on the door of the passenger with his elbow and running his fingers through his little matted hair. “Peter really shitted his pants.”       “What if it was an act?”       “You think his tears were false? He was crying so bitterly! The vessels in the eyes burst! And he almost lost his voice after screaming so hysterically.”       “I dunno, Terrence…” Edward knocks at the steering wheel with his fingers, holding it with both hands. “Maybe you’re right. He screamed fucking loud…”       “I’ve got the feeling that Daniel knows something else. I would say he hit the bullseye when he said we’d put a dick in Rose’s mouth to shut him up if he were a girl.”       “I guess Perkins has been highlighting sex and everything about it so hard for a reason.”       “Yeah… I’m starting to believe that there’s something about it. Pete’s problems with his relationship with girls have much deeper roots.”       “Agree… I think this reaction to these words is not fine at all. For a man. People don’t wanna put a dick in his mouth and ass every day.”       “Right! I can even make an assumption that it has happened to Peter already.”       “Do you think Peter was really undressed, bent over, and forced to suck on someone?” Edward rounds his eyes full of horror.       “His schoolmates could one hundred percent do that. They were hardly happy with swearing, stealing stuff, locking him in a locker, and something like that. They could put him under much crueler bullying.”       “Logical enough… Peter reacted like this when we started to pretend that we really wanted to fuck him in all holes for the reason.”       “But the question is why Daniel is acting like he knows something for sure? Why did he hit the bullseye after the first attempt? Why did he call him an impotent? Why did he hint at his different orientation?”       “Imagine if Perkins has already done something like this before!” Edward exclaims.       “Why, the fuck? He’s a heterosexual to the bones!”       “I dunno… But there must be a reason why he provoked Rose’s hysteria so easily.”       “I have only one assumption: Perkins just guessed. Hit the bullseye. Though he didn’t know Peter could really be forcefully raped by some crazy bastard who had the fuck nothing to do.”       “Hey, what if all this shit is related to his blocked memories?” Edward glances at Terrence briefly. “What if Dan’s words helped him remember something or feel something?”       “Maybe!” Terrence nods. “Peter said he feared men. Well, since girls don’t have a penis, it means… We can assume that… That guy could be raped.”       “Ugh, it’s fucking creepy…” Edward winces slightly.       “Creepy or not, but it sounds like the truth. Here’s the reason for Peter’s problems with girls, relationships, sex, and everything like this.”       “I’ve never heard of cases when men were raped, to be honest.”       “Me too… But there are many of them, likely. They’re just afraid to confess it. They’re literally afraid of it more than girls. The case is not just about a fear of the rapper. The case is also about the pressure of society. Like, be strong, be determined, don’t dare to be weak…”       “Right… When a little boy cries when he’s scared or feels pain, adults start to tell him, ‘Don’t cry, you’re a man! Be strong! Handle it! You’re a man! Men don’t cry and don’t complain!’”       “Damn, I even feel kinda awkward…” Terrence exhales sharply. “What if we crossed the line and scared Rose too much? I felt fucking disgusting at the thought that we’d really have to take off our pants and shake our genitals in front of his nose.”       “We had no choice. It was madly disgusting for me to pretend that I was gonna be put my dick in his mouth. But we should’ve gone until the very end. We shouldn't have been sorry for the one who didn’t understand a good attitude.”       “I know, Edward… But now I really feel lousy. Never thought I’d have to pretend that I wanted to fuck my friend.”       “Oh… I kinda wanna pity him, but I kinda wanna shoot him…”       “What if everything is much worse than we think?” Terrence asks hesitantly. “The blond said he couldn’t remember his childhood at all. All his memories start with his teenage years.”       “Don’t tell me he could be raped much earlier – when he was actually a child!” Edward exclaims.       “Anything can happen… With the drinking mother, living in a rough neighborhood where only alcoholics and drug addicts lived.”       “Your words make me feel pain in my stomach…” Edward grabs the steering wheel with both hands. “And my balls clench…”       “Mine too… But as we know, we may get through such shitty things that a normal person would never think about.”       “If something like this happened to me, I would shoot or hang myself for sure.”       “I get it…”       Silence settles in the salon of the car for like one minute, during which Terrence and Edward reflect silently on the assumption that makes both of them uncomfortable. That makes their hearts squeeze and makes them feel lousy at the thought that they, not knowing it, have gone too far to persuade Peter to do what they want and go with them to the meeting with Helene.       “Hey, look, isn’t that the turn we need?” Terrence breaks the silence, pointing at the narrow path that leads to the right.       “I think so!” Edward exclaims and glances at the screen of the navigator, on which he sees the city maps and his current location. “Yes, we need to go there!”       Edward turns on the blinker to let other drivers know where he is going and turns right after coming to the turn he needs. Then he has to pass some distance down the woods where there are many high trees with sweeping sticks and high and uneven paths – that’s why Terrence and he shake at times.       “We’re somewhere close…” Terrence says thoughtfully, examining the route on the maps and zooming in with his fingers to view it better. “Go straight all the time, don’t turn anywhere.”       “I hope Perkins will find us when he takes Helene out,” Edward expresses hope.       “He’s probably coming to his house. Or he’s already there…”       “Oh, I can’t wait to end this bullshit and go to have a rest.”       “I don’t know what I’ll do to this blond-haired idiot if he keeps showing off and trying to kill us even after meeting Marshall.”       “He won’t calm down. Especially if Helene doesn’t forgive him for all his dirty tricks and decides to fuck the blond off.”       “We’ll wait for a while for this girl. We did give her a promise, and we can’t break it.”       “She’s the reason why we do…”       After passing some distance, Edward finally comes to the small wooden one-floor house where nobody lives, definitely. To his surprise, it’s in a good enough condition and could even be good for living if it has electricity and water. And it’s good enough to spend two or three hours out of the city in silence, all alone.       “Whoa, the house is pretty good!” Edward pronounces surprisingly. “It’s small but good for living…”       “I think it’s a perfect place to wait for Dan’s return,” Terrence says confidently.       Edward comes closer to the house surrounded by high trees with a large enough territory around it and stops two meters away from the rotten door that leads inside.       “C'mon, bro, we have a little time!” Terrence jabs, taking off the safety belt. “We’ve gotta do everything quickly!”       While Edward turns off the motor, puts the keys from the car in the pocket of his waistcoat, and leaves the salon, Terrence runs to the trunk and opens it, seeing that Peter is still unconscious with his hands and feet tied.       “So, how’s our pretty boy doing there?” Edward asks when he comes to Terrence.       “Good, he’s still out!” Terrence announces. “He’s lying quietly and making no sounds.”       “I like him more when he’s like this.”       “I’d like you if you were like this too. I advise you to look at Rose better and remember what’s waiting for you if you annoy me to the fuck.”       “Yeah?” I thought lying on the bed with tied hands and feet while the tender hands and the soft tongue of your gorgeous fiancée slide over your whole body is your wet dream.”       “Hey, little rag, don’t irritate me,” Terrence throws. “Otherwise, you’ll be instead of him.”       “You'd better shut up and help me.”       After Edward runs to the door and opens it with a squeak, he and Terrence get Peter carefully out of the trunk together, holding him under his arms and by his feet. Then they carry him into the house and look around quickly, where there are a lot of webs, dust, dirt, and pieces of trees in search of a place they can tie the blond to before he wakes up. Additionally, they have to be very careful because of the holes in the floor, through which their feet may fall at any time.       “Great, where do we put him?” Terrence exhales sharply. “There’s nothing we can tie this creature to!”       “It’s okay, we’ll come up with something…” Edward assures as he looks around.       “We’d better do it quickly…”       “Oh, look, there is the bed there!” Edward announces happily, moving his eyes to the small room where he can see a single bed with a metallic headboard and foot. “Let’s put him on it!”       “There are no other places,” Terrence shrugs. “So, let’s go there.”       Terrence and Edward have no problems with carrying the tied, unconscious Peter to the room, enter it, being happy that there is no door here, carry the blond to the bed, and put him on it. Then both of them exhale sharply and try to catch a breath for two seconds.       “If we tie him up to the headboard, we’ve gotta untie his feet,” Edward says thoughtfully.       “I hope we can do this,” Terrence expresses hope. “We don’t have any more ropes. We can’t cut them anymore.”       While Edward tries to untie the ropes on Peter’s hands, Terrence starts untying his feet. Luckily, both of them do this thing successfully and tie Rose’s wrists to the headboard with no problems, trying to tie him tightly so that he cannot untie himself.       “Oh, I think we did it…” Edward exhales with relief, putting his hand on his forehead.       “Yeah, we did…” Terrence puts his hands on his hips, looking at Peter quickly. “Now we only have to wait for the sign from Daniel.”       “I hope this waiting won’t last for too long.”       “While Rose is tied, we can have no worries. He won’t run anywhere. And if we don’t take the rag off his mouth, we won’t care about any of his comments.”       “You’re right. And no matter how disgusting we feel, we must not stop acting and get emotional.”       “No, we won’t let it happen!” Terrence states determinedly. “He can do anything he wants, but now he’s gonna lie here tied until Perkins’ return.”       “I wonder if it’s gonna work for the second time if we start to pretend that we wanna fuck him? Or he isn’t really an idiot and can understand that it’s not serious?”       “Everything depends on how determined we’re gonna look. Maybe we will even have to go to extreme lengths to make him believe that we’re true about our plans.”       “Okay, we’ll do what Dan didn’t manage to do – to take off the pants and underwear.”       “Oh, fuck, what are we actually doing?” Terrence moans tiredly, grabbing his head. “How far we’ve come…”       “We were forced to do this. If Rose hadn’t gone crazy, it wouldn’t have happened.”       “Ah, I wish you had some tasty cookies somewhere. I do wanna eat something…”       “I’d like to snap, but my stomach grumbles too. I’d be happy to eat Mom’s food with great pleasure…”       “Uh-h-h-h…” Terrence whines with pity.       Laughing shyly, Edward leaves the room and goes outside to come to his car, while Terrence stays to watch Peter, coming to him at some moment to fix the rag that closes his mouth. Then he comes slowly to the window, to be clear, to the rotten window frame, and sets his thoughtful glance into the distance, crossing his arms over his chest. He wakes up from a short trance because of the slight vibration of the smartphone in the inside pocket of his denim jacket. The man takes his phone, unblocks it, and sees the notification about the voice message sent by Daniel that he decides to listen to right now:       “It’s okay, guys! I’ve already gone to my home and taken Helene out, and I’m coming to you with her. I met Anna, Raquelle, and Natalia too, explained the situation shortly, and asked them to wait for us. I hope you, guys, are doing well without me there. Watch Rose and don’t let him go. Anyway, hold on, bros! I’ll try to come to you and drive Marshall as soon as possible.”       Being happy with the message he received, Terrence smiles shyly and decides to record and send his answer:       “Excellent, dude! Everything is fine for us too! We’ve driven the blond to the place you talked about and tied him up to the bed. We’re only waiting for you. He hasn’t woken up yet, but we won’t untie him this time before you bring Helene to us. Try not to stay there for too long and come back soon. Yes, we will handle it just in case, but it can’t last forever.”       After making sure that the voice message has been recorded, Terrence sends it to Daniel with one press of the button and puts his phone in his pocket before Edward comes back to him with a bottle of water and a pack of chips in his hands.       “Hey, we went to the shop and bought a couple of packs of chips for the reason,” Edward says happily. “We ate one and had another in the glove box.”       “Damn, I forgot about it at all!” Terrence smiles widely. “Oh, finally, we can eat just something while we have time.”       “And the important thing is that we can make a mess here as much as we want, but nobody would say a word.”       “Stop the fuck talking! Open it now! I wanna eat!”       After putting the bottle of water under his armpit, Edward easily opens the pack of chips and puts his nose in it, feeling the fragrant but chemical smell.       “M-m-m, it’s cheese…” Edward smiles.       “I give a fuck!” Terrence exclaims, puts his hand in the pack, takes a little bunch, and puts it in his mouth. “M-m-m, it’s delicious…”       “If Perkins knew it, he’d obviously kill us.” Edward also takes some chips and eats them.       “What can we do since he’s so unlucky? As they say, I’m sorry I’m not sorry.”       “C’mon, he’s gonna probably eat something after going home.”       At this moment, Edward and Terrence decide to install themselves comfortably on the bed that is placed in front of the one on which Peter is lying tied. The men put the open pack of chips between themselves, and the younger of the MacClife brothers opens the bottle, from which they drink a little by one to water the dry throat.       “Yeah, fights are fights, but food has to be on time,” Edward says cheerfully.       “I do need the strength to keep pretending that I dream of being fucked by my own friend,” Terrence chuckles.       “What can we do if this is the only thing that scared him so that he peed his pants? Even when he thought we’d push him off the cliff, Rose wasn’t so scared.”       “Uh-huh, but if we scare the blond enough, he’s gonna be afraid to open his mouth and say something about what we want to do to him.”       “You know, I’m kinda fucking ashamed of all this shit…” Edward eats a bunch of chips, letting some of them fall on the bed. “But on the other hand, we’re spending a really funny time.”       “But we’re gonna have something to think about in our old age!” Terrence exclaims. “We don’t feel bored in four walls and make holes on a couch with our asses. We go crazy as hard as we can.”       “We aren’t children and don't have to listen to Mom and Dad and tell them everything we do.”       “Huh, I ain’t gonna do!”       “Everything is clear about you! You’ve never been a good and decent guy, who obeys adult people.”       “And they’d 100% percent say I’m a terrible older brother and friend if they knew how we decided to wash Rose’s brains.”       “Why would someone know it?” Edward shrugs with an innocent smile. “Why would someone know how we’re having fun?”       “I got in touch with you, idiot, and got some shit on my mind!” Terrence resents, hitting his fist against Edward’s forearm.       “Uh-huh, you would’ve killed me if I’d just thought about something like this back then.”       “And how do you think I can support the status of the adult and wise man who watches everything and gives kicks on asses to those who deserve it?”       “C’mon, old man! Do ya really wanna be like this? Isn’t it cool to go against the rules all the time, have fun, and do some shit? Being serious is boring! It’s an ugh! It’s a real ugh!”       “Hey, kid, will you ever calm down and become more serious? Are ya gonna keep putting your naked ass in fire until you become a pensioner and after?”       “Nah, I’m happy with everything!” Edward states, puts a couple of chips in his mouth, and drinks some water from the bottle. “I’m getting pleasure from life! And nobody can stop me!”       “And you’re dragging me into this trouble!”       “I ain’t holding ya! If you want, go and keep pretending to be a decent pensioner!”       “Maybe later.” Terrence smiles slyly. “But now it’s really time to have a lot of fun.”       “And we’re gonna do this even when we get married to our cuties. Even when we have children.”       “Oh, yay, we’re gonna have the coolest parents and uncles in the world!”       “We’ve got just one life that we need to live to get a lot of memories by old age. Not to regret not trying something one day. Not to regret being a coward and not taking a risk.”       “We’ve got enough for two or three thick books of stories about our lives,” Terrence says funnily.       “Anyway, we’re living a fucking cool adventure. The adventure we never wanna end.”       Edward and Terrence take a bunch of chips from the pack, eat them, and drink some water from the same bottle by one.       “Ah, it would be great if we could drink some cold beer with these chips…” Terrence says dreamily. “It would be fucking cool!”       “We’ll think about it when I ain’t driving,” Edward replies.       “Bad! You can’t lie on the bed at the house that’s located who the fuck knows outta the city and eat unhealthy chips every day.”       “Well, even if all our friends suddenly wanna leave us, I know for sure that you and I will never feel bored together.” Edward puts his head on Terrence’s shoulder. “We can just sit and say nothing together, but we can think we’re having a cool time anyway.”       “I love even moments when we fight over some shit,” Terrence confesses and puts his arm around Edward’s neck. “Even though you’re an annoying, little rutrag that always plays on my nerves, my life would be fucking boring without you.”       “That’s why I haven’t killed you yet,” Edward laughs. “You irritate me, but you mean a lot to me.”       “Asshole…”       “Creeping reptile…”       “Little motherfucker.”       “Mangy dog.”       “Shut up.”       “You shut up.”       “Do I break your neck?”       “Do I break your balls?”       “Start with yours.”       “Shut the fuck up!” Terrence and Edward pronounce at the same time and then start chuckling quietly.       At first, the brothers eat some chips from the pack they have already half emptied, but then they drink some water from the same bottle. Still thrilling with laughter and starting to sing one of the songs of their band at some moment to get busy with something, they do not notice that Peter being tied up to the bed winces slightly and starts moving his whole body hesitantly with painful moans since every part of it hurts as hell. Opening his eyes turns out to be a hard thing due to the heaviness on his eyelids, and it’s like someone hits him on the head with something again and again.       “Hey, look!” Edward pronounces, pointing at Peter waking up.       “Ola-la-la…” Terrence pronounces determinedly, shakes the little crumbs off his hands, and cleaning his mouth sharply. “Forget about being fools, start to act…”       “Let’s have some fun before Perkins’ return!”       After throwing the pack of chips and the bottle of water aside, Terrence and Edward jump from the bed quickly and come to Peter with much more serious faces and their heads proudly raised, while the blond manages to open his eyes and looks around hesitantly with his unclear vision. He quickly understands that his hands are tightly tied to the headboard of the bed when he shakes them sharply. He understands that someone tapped his mouth with a rag so that he cannot say a word. A feeling of helplessness makes him fall into a choking panic and feel that his heart starts beating much faster, and his muscles tense much more painfully.       But Peter gets much tenser when he moves his eyes full of horror to Terrence and Edward coming to him, crossing their arms over their chests, and smile at him arrogantly at the same time. He starts moaning painfully and twirling on the bed, and shakes his tied hands several times as he breathes heavily from a strong excitement and is afraid of what the men have come up with this time.       “Look…” Edward smiles slyly. “The little mouse tried so hard to become a wild cat, but ended up eventually in a trap and became a victim in the end.”       “We see you didn’t the fuck understand anything at first,” Terrence says confidently. “You wanted to deceive us by pretending that you had an uncontrolled hysteria. Alright, we will do it much more cruelly.”       “M-m-m-m-m…” Peter moans with pity in his eyes. “M-m-m-m! M-m-m-m-m!”       “No, no, don’t even hope! We will not untie you this time! My brother and I aren’t stupid and will not make the same mistake twice. You will keep lying here with your hands tied tightly.”       “And you haven’t pleased us yet,” Edward adds confidently. “We stopped at the most interesting thing… We pitied you out of stupidity and didn’t bring this case to an end.”       Opening his eyes widely with the thought that his heart stops, Peter getting sharply pale shakes his head sharply and bends his legs at his knees.       “Yes, mate, you will suck on us,” Terrence states in a rude, low voice and bends to Peter putting his head on his shoulder. “And we will not calm down until we get what we want.”       “M-M-M-M-M!” Peter starts shaking in seizures, trying so hard to set his hands free. “M-M-M-M!”       “You think we’re bluffing?” Edward surprises falsely and fixes Peter’s waistcoat slightly. “You think we’re playing and joking with you? Since you didn’t want to go with us at your will, we will have to use force.”       Edward brings his face very close to Peter’s face and looks carefully into his eyes full of great horror.       “We have to rape you a little… Or maybe not a little. Maybe we want to fuck you hard. So that you, bastard, remember this all your life.”       “M-M-M-M-M-M-M-M-M-M-M!” Peter moans hysterically. “M-M-M-M! M-M-M-M-M-M!”       “C’mon, buddy, what are you afraid of?” Terrence smiles innocently, clapping Peter on his cheek. “You know us well! We just want to have some fun. Shouldn't we do this now when you’re young guys with hot blood?”       When Edward claps him on the chest, Peter starts moaning much louder, with a greater pity, being close to a new wave of panic attack, and understanding that he lacks the air catastrophically.       “Quiet, quiet, beautiful, quiet…” Edward says softly and sits on the edge of the bed. “Don’t waste your strength. Breathe deeper. Don’t be nervous. Save your strength to suck on us fucking hard.”       “You know well that a human needs a lot of energy to suck on someone enough and fuck someone in the ass,” Terrence adds, pulls his jeans up with a proud look, and leans on the wall near the headboard of the bed with his hand. “But we are determined to have a lot of fun.”       “M-m-m-m…” Peter begs, pasting his legs together tightly, bending them at his knees, and pressing them close to himself. “M-m-m-m-m-m…”       “And yeah, you can stop racking your cords, trying to call someone for help,” Edward smiles slyly and slaps Peter on his nose. “We drove you far, far away. To one quiet, cool place where nobody would find us. Where there would be you and us only. Where nobody would hear you.”       Peter shakes his head sharply, starting to pull his hands much harder and looking at what surrounds him with a little hope of finding something that could help him get out of this situation.       “Relax, Rose, if you do everything we want, nothing will happen to you,” Terrence assures. “You should do nothing special – just open your mouth widely and work your tongue. And give your ass to us. You’ve done it before, huh. You sucked on all your schoolmates. So, why wouldn’t you show your skills to us?”       “I know it’s much better when you’re in a situation that lets you control everything,” Edward says thoughtfully. “But this time, you have to be a slut. The slut who won’t dare to open her mouth and tell someone about what happened between us.”       “But if you dare to do this, we will kill you immediately.” Terrence grabs Peter by the throat and squeezes it tightly. “Because you will ask for this. You are guilty of what’s going to happen now. So, do not the fuck squeak and cry bitterly to try to make us emotional and pity you.”       “M-M-M-M-M!” Peter tries to scream hysterically, looking at Terrence or Edward with half-wet eyes and starting to twirl on the bed much harder. “M-M-M-M!”       “Hey, hey, pretty boy, don’t cry,” Edward insists, wipes tears under Peter’s eyes, and claps him on the head. “If you don’t show off and do everything we want, nobody will kill you.”       “Yea-a-ah…” Theodore sighs resignedly, sitting in front of Peter, who glances at him with tears in his eyes. “I sense that these idiots are gonna fuck you now… And you’ll be able to do nothing. Just like you couldn’t help yourself in your school years.”       Peter pulls his hands sharply with painful shouts, falling into hysteria more and more because he cannot get out of the trap, and feeling the sharp pain in his stomach Terrence claps on at some moment.       “M-m-m, doesn’t this remind you of anything?” Theodore smiles slyly. “Doesn’t it remind you of what you’ve been trying to deny and forget for so long? Your friends have probably realized everything, but you still have no idea what’s wrong.”       “And yeah, if you wonder where Daniel is, don’t worry, he will be back soon,” Terrence assures. “And he will fuck you too, obviously…”       “M-M-M-M!” Peter shakes his head sharply, closing his eyes tightly. “M-M-M-M!”       “And while he is not here, Terrence and I will do this with pleasure,” Edward raises his head proudly. “Let’s do it all without foreplay and start the business immediately.”       After saying the latest words, Edward gets up from the bed and reaches for the zipper on his jeans. It makes Peter start twirling on the bed much harder, pull his hands much sharper, try to scream at the top of his lungs, and ask someone for help with tears in his eyes.       “Oh, Rose, I don’t understand you…” Edward puts his hands on his hips. “What are you afraid of? You’ve seen our genitals many times when we changed our clothes in a dressing room before the show!”       “And you actually lived with Perkins!” Terrence recalls. “You witnessed him running naked in the whole house. Why would you be worried?”       “The guy did forget that he had lost his innocence a long time ago! But he keeps pretending to be hard to reach, as if he’s never fucked anyone before.”       “Yeah… It seems like you and I have to take the situation under control because he can do nothing without control. We have to put his nose in something like a kitten’s in a litter.”       “M-M-M-M!” Peter cries bitterly. “M-M-M-M!”       “Relax, princess, if you stop showing off, it will not be painful,” Terrence says confidently. “You just need to be a good boy to leave this place quietly and keep living a normal life.”       “Oh, man, he’s never had a normal life!” Theodore exclaims, walking in front of Peter from side to side. “People always fuck his ass. And it’s gonna rip from how many times everyone has fucked it.”       “In short, boy, let’s not waste time so that we can quickly deal with you. And when Dan comes back, you will make him happy, too. And then you will go anywhere you want: killing or fucking others.”       “M-M-M-M-M-M!” Peter shakes in seizures. “M-M-M-M! M-M-M-M-M!”       “Alright, we got it, let’s open your mouth now,” Edward says confidently. “You’re going to have to work hard with it now.”       Edward makes one easy movement, moving the rag off the mouth of Peter, who makes a deafening, heartbreaking scream after this.       “PLEASE, GUYS, DON’T DO THIS!” Peter strains his vocal cords, choking on the lack of air and tears. “PITY ME! DON’T DO THIS! PLEASE! DON’T DO THIS! I DON’T WANT! DON’T DO THIS! NO-O-O-O!”       “Quiet, buddy, quiet, don’t scream like this,” Edward says quietly, clapping Peter breathing heavily on the cheek. “Nothing will change if you do this.”       “HELP ME, SOMEONE, PLEASE! SAVE ME! PLEASE! HELP! I DON’T WANT TO DIE! I WANT TO LIVE! SOMEONE! SAVE ME!”       “You were told to CLOSE YOUR FUCKING MOUTH!” Terrence explodes and slaps Peter strongly in the face. “WHAT’S UNCLEAR, HUH? ARE YOU SICK OF LIVING? WANT US TO FUCK YOU, KILL YOU, AND BURY YOU IN THE GROUND?”       “NO, PLEASE, DON’T DO THIS! PLEASE, GUYS, DON’T DO THIS! DON’T DO THIS TO ME!”       “Get ready, asshole, you will have to work as a whore now,” Edward says confidently in a lower and ruder voice, and grabs Peter rudely by the collar. “And do not the fuck dare to be lazy. WE WILL KILL YOU TO THE FUCK!”       While Edward wants to open the zipper on his jeans, Terrence tries to take Peter’s jeans off him, making the blond resist it too hard by kicking his friend with his feet, not sparing his vocal cords and shaking his hands tied to the headboard so strongly that the ropes rub his skin on the wrists to the pain.       “What are you doing?” Peter wonders in a high, loud voice. “No! NO! NO-O-O-O-O-O! DON’T TOUCH ME! DON’T DO THIS! GUYS! GUYS, STOP! WAKE UP! WHATCHA DOING? STOP IT! YOU’RE CRAZY!”       “Everyone gives a fuck about your wishes!” Edward roars. “If you were told to suck, it means you must SUCK!”       “A-A-A-A, PLEASE, LET ME GO! DON’T TOUCH ME! DON’T DO THIS! I DON’T WANT THIS!”       “Hey, stop the fuck screaming like a girl!” Terrence throws rudely. “You are doing everything worse for you!”       “LET ME GO!” Peter demands at the top of his lungs. “DON’T TOUCH ME! STOP! DON’T DO THIS!”       While Terrence tries to open the zipper on his jeans, Peter strains his vocal cords so hard. Edward raises himself above the blond and squeezes his jaw tightly with his fingers. And when Rose hits MacClife, Sr. in the groin with his knee, his younger brother smashes his fist against the jaw of the tied guy, squeezes his throat and starts strangling him with no pity.       “Ah, you, fucking motherfucker…” Edward hisses through his teeth. “If you don’t want to do this at your will, we have to go to extreme lengths. You, bastard, will REGRET THIS! YOU WILL!”       “P-p-p-lease, st-t-t-top…” Peter begs as he chokes. “Don’t d-d-do this…”       “Come on, Terrence, take off his pants and underwear…” Edward smiles evilly. “And put the rod in something deeply so that he screams fucking loud.”       “With pleasure, bro,” Terrence sneers evilly. “And you don’t stand still. Let our friend discover the power of the current situation.”       “Wake up, guys, don’t do this!” Peter jabs excitedly, looking at Edward and Terrence with a heavy breath, with eyes full of horror. “Please, don’t do this… You don’t understand what you’re doing. It’s a mistake. I’m not a girl! I’m a man! A man! You’re making a huge mistake! It’s wrong! It must not happen! IT MUST NOT!”       When Terrence wants to reach his hand to his belt and zipper, Peter starts shaking in seizures and making heartbreaking screams full of despair and fear, while tears roll down his cheeks from his inflamed from tension eyes, and every muscle is tensed with pain.       “PLEASE, DON’T DO THIS!” Peter begs desperately. “I DON’T WANT THIS! I DON’T! I DON’T WANT TO GET THROUGH ALL OF THIS AGAIN! I DON’T! PLEASE, PITY ME! DON’T DO THIS! PLEASE! DON’T DO THIS! DON’T TOUCH ME! PLEASE, GUYS, DON’T DO THIS!”       “You see, you confirmed you have experience in this thing,” Terrence keeps playing his role. “And it means it’s going to be easy for you to do our claims.”       “NOT THIS, I’M BEGGING YOU! DO WHAT YOU WANT, BUT DON'T RAPE ME! NOT THIS! PLEASE, DON’T DO THIS! I DON’T WANT TO GET THROUGH ALL OF THIS! I DON’T! PLEASE, I AM BEGGING YOU!”       “Don’t try, Rose, you will fool us anymore,” Edward states determinedly. “We will no longer believe any of your words. We believed you once, but you wanted to kill us.”       “A-A-A-A-A, PLEASE, GUYS, LET ME GO!” Peter cries bitterly. “LET ME GO! DON’T MAKE IT MUCH WORSE FOR ME! PLEASE, GUYS, PLEASE! I WANNA GO HOME! I DON’T WANNA BE RAPPED! I DON’T! PLEASE, GUYS! PLEASE! A-A-A-A-A-A!”       “Hey, actor without an Oscar, stop the fuck playing a drama here,” Terrence sneers evilly, grabbing Peter by the throat. “You were told IT WOULD NOT WORK! IT WOULD NOT, BASTARD! YOU CANNOT RUN FROM US!”       “You’d better kill me right here and now if you want to hurt me so badly.” Peter sniffs loudly. “But don’t rape… NOT A PENIS IN MY MOUTH OR ASS! ANYTHING BUT THIS!”       “If you show off, we will really kill you,” Edward threatens without emotions on his face. “The longer you scream and resist, the higher your chance of dying is.”       “Why are you doing this to me? Why are you treating me like this? WHAT DID I DO TO YOU?”       “You think better!” Edward sits on the bed and squeezes Peter’s throat tightly. “Don’t pretend to be an innocent idiot.”       “You’re not like this, guys…” Peter shakes his head with tears in his eyes. “You’re not like this… I know it! You can’t do this to me. You’re not like this. I know it!”       “Yeah?” Terrence surprises falsely and bends to Peter, setting his icy glance into his eyes. “How can you be so confident, boy? Do you really think we are playing games? We are just playing an act?”       “P-p-p-please, g-g-g-guys, l-l-let’s ag-g-g-gree… P-p-p-p-pity me…”       “We know your tricks! You are doing all of this to pity us. To make us believe that you are kind of sorry.”       “Let me go, I’m begging you… I promise that if you pity me, I will say nothing to anyone. I will do nothing to you.”       “We will let you go, alright,” Edward promises. “But after you please us as fuck.”       “NO!” Peter shouts. “NO, DON’T DO THIS, PLEASE! DON’T MAKE ME DO THIS!”       “Come on, boy, consider it just a game,” Terrence smiles slyly, grabbing Peter’s face by the chin and raising it. “The game of boys, who have nothing to do. The game that would mean nothing.”       “I WILL DO NOTHING! I DON’T WANT TO! I WILL NOT DO THIS! DON’T MAKE ME!”       “Actually, nobody asks you about it, princess,” Edward raises his head proudly and fixes his waistcoat slightly. “You are in a hopeless situation when you can do nothing. No resist, no escape.”       “HELP ME, SOMEONE!” Peter begs desperately. “SAVE ME! HELP! SOMEONE WANTS TO RAPE ME AND KILL ME!”       “Alright, I am done with your screams,” Terrence throws gloomily and takes two steps back sharply. “Do your business and do what you say, as they say.”       “No…” Peter begs in a shaking voice with tears in his eyes. “No, don’t do this… Please, Terrence… Please, Edward… Don’t do this…”       “Hold him, Edward. And make him watch. While I show you something very interesting.”       “DON’T DO THIS! NO! PLEASE!”       While Peter screams hysterically, chokes on bitter tears, and closes his eyes tightly, Edward squeezes his jaw with his fingers and makes the blond watch Terrence wanting to open the zipper on his jeans determinedly.       “A-A-A-A, STOP, DON’T DO THIS!” Peter chokes on tears, not stopping to shake in seizures, and shaking the hands tied up to the bed much stronger. “DON’T DO THIS! PLEASE! STOP!”       “Watch, Rose, watch!” Edward throws rudely and turns Peter’s face sharply toward Terrence. “WATCH, I SAID! Open your eyes! Don’t dare to close them!”       Not hesitating for a second, Terrence weakens the belt and, reaching out to the zipper, comes closer to Peter, who starts making hysterical screams after this.       “YOU ARE MONSTERS!” Peter cries bitterly. “I DON’T DESERVE IT!”       “The only monster here is you,” Terrence states. “The monster with a criminal soul.”       “We’re friends…” Peter sniffs. “My closest people…”       “I think I’ll show you something cool, as well,” Edward says determinedly and gets up from the bed.       Peter’s emotional cry turns to a deafening howl when Edward does the same thing as Terrence not hiding his arrogant smile.       “A-A-A-A-A, STOP, PLEASE!” Peter strains his vocal cords as hard as possible, feeling how fast his heart is beating and how something heavy presses on his chest so that he cannot breathe. “STOP! I CAN’T TAKE THIS ANYMORE!”       “So, who do you want to make happy first?” Edward sneers evilly.       “Or do you want to be fucked by both of us at the same time?” Terrence smiles slyly.       “DON’T DO THIS, GUYS, I’M BEGGING YOU ON MY KNEES!” Peter screams hysterically. “PLEASE, STOP!”       “Shut up and open your mouth! And give your ass to us!”       “Come on, princess, make us a little happy,” Edward adds with a dirty smile.       Screaming unnaturally loudly, to his surprise, Peter fights off Edward with his feet, while the brunet tries to reach out to his zipper and take off his jeans, and turns his face from Terrence pretending that he wants to make the guy do something unforgivable.       “NO, LEAVE ME ALONE, NO!” Peter screams like a hog. “LEAVE ME! DON’T TOUCH ME! NO!”       When trying to resist, Peter gets a couple of slaps in the face from Edward and Terrence, but it does not make him fall into silence, however, Vice versa, he gets much closer to the uncontrolled hysteria and no longer holds down the tears that get out of his red eyes like a river. His heart beats so fast that it’s about to jump out of his chest, the clenching frost squeezes the weak body, and everything that is happening seems like some kind of nightmare. His nightmare that he cannot wake up from. The lack of air in his lungs is the reason why he starts feeling dizzy, and a feeling of something pressing on his chest gives him a stronger discomfort.       “PLEASE, GUYS!” Peter screams emotionally. “PLEASE! DON’T DO THIS! A-A-A-A-A!”       “Oh, look, our princess is crying and feeling scared…” Edward laughs with mockery and grabs Peter tightly by the hair. “What a pathetic picture!”       “He can cry as much as he wants,” Terrence smiles slyly. “He will do what we want from him.”       “A-A-A, PLEASE, DON’T DO THIS!” Peter shakes in seizures, starting to shake his tied hands much harder. “STOP! ENOUGH! A-A-A-A-A!”       “Hey, shut the fuck up now and use your mouth correctly. Don’t make us wait!”       “YOU ARE DEVILS!” Peter starts shaking his head sharply, turning from Terrence and Edward. “I DON’T DESERVE IT!”       “Don’t force us to put your nose in a litter, just like a kitten,” Edward insists in a low, rude voice. “Or did your schoolmates do all the work because you were fucking worthless?”       “And you will not learn anything even with the help of a professional prostitute,” Terrence assumes. “I wouldn’t be surprised if you weren’t able to get an orgasm. If you were really a worthless and frigid bastard.”       “A-A-A-A, WHAT ARE YOU DOING?” Peter chokes on his own tears, clenching his hands tightly into fists. “WHY ARE YOU DOING THIS? I DID NOTHING BAD TO YOU! NOTHING!”       But no matter how hard Peter resists, he can do nothing against what Edward and Terrence are doing reluctantly, while the men try to take the pants off him. No tears and prayers make the brothers stop, even if they see clearly that the blond is in an uncontrolled hysteria, preferring to think this is just an act.       “M-m-m, familiar feelings, huh?” Theodore sneers evilly, standing next to the headboard and stroking Peter’s cheek. “You’re called a princess, pronounced a slut… Frigid, worthless… You’re literally getting the flashbacks of the past. The past you tried to deny so hard. The past I’ve reminded you of all this time.”       Peter makes some inhuman screams, losing control of his body shaking in strong seizures more and more, and not being able to stop crying bitterly at the feeling of helplessness and despair. His breath is brief and heavy, the dizziness is strong, every single muscle hurts from the tension in his whole body, and the ocean of horrible thoughts possesses him, making him drown in this whirl of emotions more and more.       “Stop resisting, DON’T THE FUCK TWIRL!” Terrence explodes, slaps Peter in the face with both hands, and starts holding his face tightly. “DO NOT IRRITATE US!”       “LEAVE ME ALONE!” Peter begs again and again.       “To your sadness, there is nobody around,” Edward notices. “It means there is nobody who can help you. Nobody who can stop us from what’s waiting for you.”       When Edward decides to open the zipper, Peter closes his eyes tightly with a hysterical shout and starts twirling like crazy, seeing that Terrence wants to do the same.       “It’s all happening in the same way when those boys took their pants and underwear off themselves, too,” Theodore notices. “When they started to put their dicks in your mouth one by one, telling you to make them feel good. When they knocked you out, drove you out of the city, and tied you tightly. And when they did their business, they left you there. Humiliated, broken, and raped…”       “STOP!” Peter screams at the top of his lungs. “PLEA-A-A-A-A-ASE! A-A-A-A-A-A! GU-U-U-U-U-UU-UYS! I DON’T WANNA GET THROUGH THIS AGAIN! I DON’T! I DON’T WANT! PLEASE! PI-I-I-I-ITY ME! A-A-A-A-A!”       But to his horror, Terrence and Edward ignore all the inhuman screams of Peter and his heartbreaking cry and decide to go further, to go until the very end. To be clear, to pretend that they are ready to do this. But it’s possible to say that he is saved by the loud, simple melody that means someone is calling on the phone. MacClife, Jr., understands that someone is calling him and, coughing quietly, takes the smartphone from his waistcoat. And when he looks at the screen, he smiles slyly as he looks at his brother and the blond being in a hysterical condition and having a red face from tension.       “Oh, a long-awaited call!” Edward exclaims and puts his smartphone to his ear after he accepts the call. “Yes, Dan, I’m listening!”       At this moment, Terrence grabs Peter painfully by the hair and closes his mouth tightly with his hand, while the blond whines with pity and looks at him with wet and red eyes.       “Are ya here? Excellent! Terrence and I have been waiting for ya! C’mon, join us, we’re having so much fun here! What? No, no, don’t worry, buddy, everything is under control. No, the blond-haired princess is under our control. No, he will not run from us… Oh, wonderful! Okay… Okay, we will come to you now… Yes, alright, bro, see ya later…”       Edward blocks the screen of the phone with his head proudly raised, puts it back in his pocket, and pulls his jeans on his thighs, saying:       “Perkins came back to us and is waiting for us outside. He asked us to come to him. There’s something talk about.”       “Look, he didn’t lie to us!” Terrence exclaims, pulling up his jeans as well. “He said he’d be back soon and kept his promise!”       “Let’s talk to him quietly, then come back and keep having fun.”       “Oh, yeah, I’m in! I do love the feeling when you’ve got the power over someone to be weak and unprotected. And hear their deafening screams that can change nothing, however.”       “I think nothing will happen if we leave our beauty here for two minutes. He won’t tie himself and won’t run away.”       “No, don’t worry, he has no place to run!” Terrence chuckles. “Now we will do something to be absolutely quiet.”       “PLEASE, GUYS!” Peter keeps screaming hysterically after Terrence moves his hand off the blond’s mouth. “DON’T TOUCH ME! PITY ME! DON’T RA-M-M-M-M…”       Peter does not speak his mind because Terrence tapes his mouth with the rag, tying it tightly again, while Edward holds his head tightly with both hands. Then he starts moaning with pity and looking at the brothers with tears in his eyes, pulling his hands several times.       “We’ll be back now, beautiful,” Terrence smiles slyly and claps Peter on his knee. “Don’t go anywhere!”       “Have some rest and warm up your mouth,” Edward adds, clapping Peter on his cheek. “You’re gonna have to open it very, very widely…”       “Let’s go, Edward! Dan is waiting for us.”       “Yeah… Let’s go!”       While Peter keeps moaning much louder and much more painfully and pulling his hands and feet much harder, Edward hugs Terrence around the shoulders as they leave the room and go to the hall with their heads proudly raised. Where they take off their so-called masks and exhale sharply with the sense of unbearable shame.       “Fuck, what a shame…” Terrence puts his hand on his forehead. “Did we really do this?”       “I feel dirty, to be honest,” Edward confesses hesitantly. “I never took my pants off in front of a man to put my dick in his mouth…”       “If someone knows it, I’m gonna burn from shame.”       “Yeah, we’d rather keep beating his face and torturing him. Raping is not about me.”       “Damn, my heart aches kinda painfully,” Terrence winces slightly, putting his hand on his chest.       “And I feel nausea…” Edward confesses, keeping his hand on his stomach. “Fuck…”       After coming to the hall door, Terrence and Edward encourage each other with a slight slap on the shoulder to put themselves together no matter what and get rid of any discomfort. But when they understand that they are ready, the guys exhale sharply, pull the handle of the door, and go outside. Looking around, the brothers see Daniel standing not far from them and having anxiety on his face as he talks to Helene about something, while she looks a little shocked as if she already knows what the men had to do to reach their goal. Not wasting time, Edward and Terrence come immediately to their friends, who move their eyes to them at some moment.       “Hey, guys!” Helene greets amicably.       “Hey, Helene!” Terrence and Edward exclaim, hugging Helene and kissing her on the cheek amicably.       “You didn’t let us down, buddy, good job!” Edward notices cheerfully, clapping Daniel on the shoulder.       “I said I’d be back soon,” Daniel puts his hands on his hips.       “Honestly, I’m a little shocked by everything Daniel told me on the way,” Helene hugs herself with both hands and looks quickly at Edward, Terrence, and all the bruises and blood tracks they got after the fight. “About which effort you made to get what you wanted.”       “Yeah, we had to work really hard,” Edward agrees. “But we got what we wanted! Your sweetheart is at the house.”       “Did you leave him alone?” Daniel opens his eyes widely.       “Don’t worry, he’s tied,” Terrence says confidently. “He has no place to run.”       “Gosh, is that him screaming like this?” Helene horrifies when she hears some shouts that Peter makes at the house.       “He is! Telling us to let him go.”       “Uh-huh, he’s threatening to kill us,” Edward adds. “Like, we’re depriving him of freedom.”       “My gosh…” Helene pronounces with anxiety in her soul.       “So what, friend, your time has come!” Daniel raises his head proudly, taking Helene by the shoulders. “We kept our promise, but now it’s your turn.”       “Yeah, Helene, don’t let us down,” Edward encourages with a slight smile. “You’re our last hope on something good.”       “I promise to do everything I can,” Helene promises softly.       “You’ve already made a miracle once and brought Peter back to us,” Terrence recalls, taking Helene’s hands. “So, do it one more time. We’re sure you can do this.”       “Would you keep befriending him if he understood his mistakes and apologized to you?”       “We’ll live and see,” Daniel says quietly. “The important thing is that he knows we don’t lie to him about you. You’re actually alive.”       “Do you wanna be with him?” Terrence asks. “Knowing about all his demons!”       “I have some doubts, I don’t deny it,” Helene confesses honestly. “But at least, I’ve gotta try. Otherwise, I’ll never forgive myself.”       “If you do nothing, it’s okay,” Terrence assures. “We won’t say you let us down.”       “Thanks, guys…”       “So, what do we do? Would you go to that house and untie Rose? Or should we go there and bring him here?”       “Let me go there,” Daniel says. “I took a knife with me to cut the ropes. I will untie him and bring him here. Even if I have to do it by force.”       “Would you do this?” Helene asks hesitantly. “What if he attacks you again?”       “Don’t worry, I can stand up for myself. Besides, intense boxing gave me a lot of good things.”       “Okay, we’re waiting for you here then,” Edward nods. “Enter the house, go straight a little, and then turn right. There will be a room with the bed the blond is tied to.”       “We will hide somewhere and won’t leave until Peter meets Helene,” Terrence promises.       “Deal, I’ll be back now,” Daniel says quietly. “Just a couple of minutes.”       While Edward, Helene, and Terrence watch him, Daniel comes to the hall door, enters the house, and goes straight down the small hall, looking around in parallel. Before he goes to the room he needs, the man exhales sharply, raises his head, and tunes himself on the aggressive behavior, even if it’s madly unpleasant for him to do this, as well as it is for the MacClife brothers. Anyway, he makes himself forget it and enters the room determinedly, where he really sees Peter lying on the bed and not being able to set himself free and untie his hands tied to the bed. Seeing Perkins a few meters away from himself, he starts twirling like crazy and moaning loudly, while his wet glance full of plea is set on the one who comes to him confidently with a little dirty smile.       “Wow, what a beautiful picture…” Daniel notices, looking at Peter quickly. “It’s so nice to see you so weak and unprotected…”       “M-m-m-m!” Peter tries to say something, pulling his hands sharply. “M-m-m!”       “So what, pretty boy, did you make the MacClifes happy? Or did you confirm the title of the worthless impotent again? Didn’t you accomplish your mission? Judging by the fact that the guys came to me, looking really gloomy.”       “M-M-M-M!”       “You can’t even fight well, however.” Daniel sits on the bed and squeezes Peter’s jaw tightly. “Who beats like this? Who beats like this? Who beats faces so that they don’t have tracks? After a fight with you, I don’t have a little scar, and my body doesn’t hurt at all! Were you really going to kill us with these skills?”       Daniel sneers evilly.       “Huh, Anna slapped me harder when I kissed her by force in the hospital! My face was burning fucking hard! But you… Oh… I don’t even want to comment on this.”       Peter pulls his hands sharply again and starts twirling on the bed much more aggressively.       “Quiet, quiet, princess, calm down,” Daniel cuts off in a low, rude voice, squeezing Peter’s throat tightly. “I give a fuck about your outrage. But if you keep showing off, you will make it much worse for yourself.”       “M-M-M-M!” Peter resents.       “Don’t think I shall not continue what the MacClifes started, not taking off my pants and putting my dick in your mouth. I guess Terrence and Edward showed you that we wouldn’t talk to the wind. So, we will not let you go until we get what we want!”       “M-m-m-m-m!” Peter shakes his head sharply and sniffs loudly, tensing all his muscles to the pain and clenching his hands into fists. “M-m-m-m!”       “Wow, I did really hit the bullseye.” Daniel pinches Peter by the cheek with an evil smile. “I found your weakness with no problems. You know why? Because I had suspicions! I suspected that something was wrong with you.”       Daniel raises his head proudly.       “Well, not just me… Many people suspected it. So, don’t think I was the only one to be able to spread the rumors about you. There could be many people. Besides, I am more than sure that if we checked the Internet better, we could easily find a video of you sucking on some of your schoolmates. I am sure that they wouldn’t have missed a chance back then. And I am sure that someone found it and understood everything about you.”       “M-m-m…” Peter makes a couple of sobs full of pity, blinking several times to get rid of tears in his eyes, “M-m-m…”       “Well, since the perspective to suck on your friends is the only thing that can keep you more or less awake, at least for some time, while you’re in the hopeless situation, the guys and I have to go to extreme lengths. We have to make these experiments for the first time in our lives and become rappers who love dominating over their weak and unprotected victims.”       “M-M-M-M-M-M!” Peter begs heartbreakingly, pulling his hands sharply. “M-M-M-M-M-M!”       “You should’ve thought earlier, dude. Should’ve thought about the consequences of your attempt to dance attendance upon your hallucinations and play the role of another man. We didn’t want it, but you forced us. Forced, Peter. Well, Or Theodore. I don’t know who you want to be. Now there is no talk about any kind of mercy. Just like about any kind of friendship. You killed it a long time ago with your tricks. You turned us into your enemies. The enemies who no longer feel any sympathy for you and do not think about all the good things you have done.”       “M-M-M-M!”       “So, pretty boy, you have to become a slut and do your business. And it’s not a plea. This is an order. The claim you must do anyway.”       “M-M-M-M-M!” Peter moans much louder and more painfully as he cries bitterly. “M-M-M-M-M-M-M!”       “And we give a fuck about whether you want it or not. If you are told to suck, you will the fuck suck!”       Daniel sharply takes the rag off the mouth of Peter, who starts screaming in an inhumanly loud voice with a heavy breath:       “NO, PLEASE, DON’T DO THIS! I DON’T WANNA GET THROUGH ALL OF THIS AGAIN! PLEASE, DON’T! PITY ME! PLEASE! I DON’T WANT! I DON’T! PITY ME! PITY! I DON’T WANT! I DON’T WANT!”       “You know, I don’t want many things, either,” Daniel says without emotions. “But there is such a good word as ‘must’. Must.”       “Please, Daniel, at least, you change your mind!” Peter begs desperately. “We are friends! Best friends! Almost brothers… How can you forget this?”       “Oh, wow, what you have remembered! But when you beat our faces and threatened to kill us, we weren’t your friends!”       “Don’t do this, buddy, please. Don’t make a mistake. Don’t do this, please!”       “Ha, after everything you have done, you actually must be killed to the fuck in the best case!” Daniel states determinedly. “We must take revenge on you for everything you have done to us. For all the insults, charges, and attempts to kill!”       “Please, Daniel…”       “And now I have a wonderful chance to end all this shit. End the one, whose demons I tolerated until the very end. Whose tricks I closed my eyes to until the very end.”       “No… No, don’t do this, please!”       “You’ve tried to kill me, Peter. Several times. And you’ve never regretted it. You’ve never apologized. You’ve never suggested that we talk about it. You’ve found no excuse for that disgusting thing. You preferred to pretend that it was fine. It was fine that you almost put the man in the grave.”       “I can explain it all…”       “Don’t explain anything to me. Too late. I don’t the fuck need your explanations. You should’ve thought earlier.”       “We can talk about it if you want.”       “No, blond, I want to talk about nothing. I don’t want to have anything in common with you. I don’t want to keep wiping your snots and listening to your fucking whining. I am sick. Honestly. I am sick. I am done with your fucking tricks. I have too much to do. And I do not want and will not want to waste my time on the man who does not the fuck appreciate my effort.”       “Daniel…”       “And I do not want you to walk on this ground and hurt my eyes with your pretense. I am done with you, I am fucking done. And while nobody can see, I am going to solve this problem. I am going to kill you right now.”       Daniel takes the jackknife from the pocket on his jeans with a scaring composure and opens it with one easy movement, making Peter get much paler, shake strongly, and hold his breath under the heaviness of the icy glance of his friend.       “W-w-what y-y-you?” Peter whispers, barely moving his lips. “P-p-perkins… W-w-what? What d-do you want to do?”       “My patience is over, Rose,” Daniel pronounces coldly. “You crossed all the lines. I am tired of your tricks and am not going to take them anymore.”       “No… Y-you… Do you want to k-k-kill me?”       “I held on until the very end. I swallowed the fuck everything silently. I closed my eyes to everything. But everything has a limit. Including my kindness. Which you did not appreciate, to my sadness.”       “No… No, buddy, please…”       “You gave me no choice.” Daniel clenches the knife tightly with his fingers, glancing at this one with contempt. “And now, when nobody sees and hears, I have a wonderful chance to kill you once and forever.”       “Please, Daniel, don’t do this… Don’t do this… Not you, I’m begging you! Don’t do this!”       “Don’t worry, beautiful, everything will end quickly. I shall show mercy for the last time and shall not let you suffer. I shall do everything for you to die immediately. Without realizing something.”       “No, please, don’t!” Peter shakes his head sharply. “You can’t do this! You can’t!”       “I can. I can do a lot. Especially after you lost my trust and respect due to all your actions. After you TRIED TO KILL ME!”       Along with the deafening scream of Peter pulling his hands with hope of setting them free, Daniel gets up from the bed, raises his hand with the knife, and wants to get it determinedly into the blond’s heart. While Rose himself starts choking on the lack of air and closes his eyes tightly when Perkins’ hand stops sharply two centimeters away from his chest. Staring at the sharp edge of the blade with widely open eyes, Rose tenses all his muscles much more so that they start shaking, and makes quiet sobs at times.       “Don’t do this, please…” Peter begs in a desperate whisper. “Not you… Not you…”       “M-m-m, I see you’ve shitted your pants already,” Daniel sneers evilly. “At just one thought about dying.”       “At just one thought about being killed by YOU! BEING KILLED BY YOU!”       “You should’ve thought better earlier. Not when the knife is two centimeters away from your heart. Which I shall stab. I shall surely stab it, don’t doubt.”       “M-m-m, I see you’re really determined, buddy,” Theodore notices, sitting next to Peter with his arms crossed over his chest. “You’re fucking tired of taking care of this freak and his ass. Okay, I agree with you now! This cold-hearted princess is guilty of all of this. So, you can murder this beauty. I support you in this!”       “Stop, Daniel, I’m begging you!” Peter begs. “PLEASE! DON’T DO THIS! DON’T DO THIS!”       “Call me just one reason why I shouldn’t do this.” Daniel gets the knife a little downer so that the edge of the blade touches Peter’s chest, while the blond cries bitterly and shakes like a rabbit under a tree. “Beg me not to kill you! Beg me, Rose! Come on! You have ten seconds!”       “WE ARE FRIENDS!”       “You’re not my friend anymore. Our friendship has ended. You killed it. You killed it with your attempts to put me in the grave.”       “Stop, Daniel, stop it! STOP IT!”       “Until I take revenge on you, I shall not calm down.”       “SOMEONE!” Peter makes an inhuman scream. “SOMEONE! PLEASE! I DON’T WANT TO DIE! HELP ME! EDWARD! TERRENCE! HELP ME! PLEA-A-A-A-A-ASE!”       “Nobody will help you, calm down. And nobody will stop me from doing what you’ve been asking for so hard.”       “NO-O-O-O-O-O!”       “Oh, yea-a-a-a-ah!” Theodore pronounces with enjoyment. “Come on, Danny! Go! Do this! Come on, man! Show that you’ve got iron balls!”       Daniel’s evil laugh makes Peter much more horrified and makes him twirl on the bed much harder and pull his hands much stronger, with the hope of setting them free and saving himself from the threat of death. Perkins himself keeps holding the knife with the edge of the blade tightly to Rose’s heart, looking like he is really about to stab it and do something irreparable. It lasts for several seconds. Several seconds that make the blond cry much more bitterly and wish to wake up in his bed and realize that what’s happening is just another nightmare of his.       “M-m-m, you really peed your pants,” Daniel laughs evilly. “The poor boy is kind of sweaty from fear of dying.”       “Wake up, Daniel, wake up!” Peter begs. “Don’t do stupid things!”       “I haven’t heard any reasons why I should pity you.”       “You’re not a killer, I know it! You can’t do this to me! You cannot!”       “That’s how…”       “We’re friends, after all! We’ve always been ones! We’re friends! FRIENDS! REMEMBER THIS!”       “I do remember that we tried to be ones. But sadly, you forgot it at all.”       “Not true! I didn’t forget! I DID NOT!”       “Too bad it’s not the case when you can say, ‘nothing personal’. Because there is too much personal in your case. There is FUCKING MUCH!”       Daniel raises his hand with the knife again and wants to get the edge of the blade in Peter’s stomach, along with the blond’s deafening screams. But he suddenly stops when it’s one or two centimeters away from the one, freezes, and moves his scarily evil glance to Rose looking at him with widely open eyes, while tears roll down his pale face.       “A-A-A, DON’T DO THIS!” Peter strains his vocal cords, literally shaking in seizures. “STOP! STOP! NO!”       “Whoa, you’ve gone wild, boy…” Theodore laughs evilly, walking around Daniel. “Though I’m not surprised. You would’ve exploded early or late. You would’ve gotten fucking sick of taking the tricks of this creature with feathers. You would’ve killed him or just fucked him off. Well… Or you would’ve just taken your pants off for him and showed him your dick. Which your girl has probably appreciated highly and licked with her tongue to the gloss.”       Everything inside Peter shakes and squeezes, as he watches Daniel with widely open, wet eyes, while the brunet’s laugh gets louder and more evil so that it frightens him. He has to spend several seconds seeing this picture, not knowing what to expect from the guy with the knife, who looks like he really does not think of having regrets about what he wants to do.       “Alright, beautiful, relax your butts,” Daniel says much quieter, folding the knife and putting it in his pocket. “Alright, I shall not put you in the ground.”       Daniel fixes his ruffled hair with a proud look.       “Not because I am sorry for you or your puppy’s eyes worked on me. No. The reason is different.” Daniel brings his face close to Peter’s face and sets his confident glance on the blond’s wet, red eyes full of horror. “I’m just not a killer. I still have the coincidence. I know I shall regret it if I do this. And I don’t want to go to prison. I’m still young and have a lot of plans for the future. And I am not going to waste the best years of my life in prison because of the bastard who went crazy.”       Peter does not know what to say and just sniffs, still shaking strongly and looking at Daniel scarily.       “However, I shall not give up on my wish to take revenge on you. I want to see you humiliated and destroyed. And the best way to do this is to take your pants off.”       “No…” Peter shakes his head sharply. “No, please, don’t do this…”       “I didn’t ask you if you want it or not. I give a fuck. I want it – that’s all! And you will be able to do nothing to it.”       “No, Daniel, don’t do this! Don’t do this to me! You can’t do this! It’s not about you! YOU AREN’T A KILLER! YOU AREN’T A RAPPER!”       “Fuck, you dislike everything!” Daniel exhales sharply. “You don’t want this, you don’t want that, you don’t need it all!”       “If you want, you can kill me. Stab, strangle, or shoot. BUT DON’T RAPE ME! I SHALL NOT GET HANDLE! I SHALL NOT HANDLE THIS AGAIN!”       “Alright, princess, alright.” Daniel claps Peter on the cheek. “I shall make allowances for the fact that you and I were friends and shall not make you go for the second and next rounds. We will end it all with the first round quickly.”       “Don’t touch me…” Peter shakes sharply. “Don’t touch me, hear me! No! Hear me! DON’T DO THIS! DON’T TOUCH ME!”       “If you don’t want to die, be pleased to suck.”       “NO-O-O-O-O-O-O-O! DON’T DO THIS! I’D RATHER DIE! I’D RATHER DIE WITH TORTURE! DON’T DO THIS! NO-O-O-O-O-O!”       “Don’t worry, blond, nobody will know about it,” Daniel assures with a sly smile and squeezes Peter’s throat tightly, setting his cold glance on his widely open eyes full of tears. “Because the guys and I will say nothing. And you, bastard, will not dare to open your mouth. But if you don’t obey, you will regret it. If our familiar people know it, we will cut your balls. And if the girls know it, you will become the fertilizer for the ground.”       “NO! STOP! STOP MOCKING ME! STOP! I CAN’T TAKE THIS ANYMORE! HOW LONG WILL I HAVE TO TAKE THIS PAIN? HOW LONG WILL EVERYONE KEEP MOCKING ME? WHY DID YOU ALL CHOOSE ME AS A VICTIM? I AM DONE WITH SUFFERING ALL THE TIME! I AM TIRED! STOP! LEAVE ME ALL ALONE! STOP! I CAN’T! ENOUGH! ENO-O-O-O-O-O-O-O-OUGH!”       “STOP SCREAMING, FREAK!” Daniel explodes and slaps Peter in the face strongly. “ENOUGH!”       “Stop, please…” Peter pronounces much quieter, inclining his head and still crying bitterly. “Please, don’t do this again… Don’t rape me… I can’t handle this… I can’t!”       “You’re playing well, actor. But nobody believes you anymore. You’re doing all of this to make us let you go.”       “I’M NOT PLAYING!” Peter screams. “I’M NOT PLAYING! IT’S ALRIGHT THAT THEY RAPED ME, BUT IF MY BEST FRIENDS DO THIS, I WILL JUST PREFER TO DIE SHORTLY! BECAUSE I WILL NOT HANDLE THIS BETRAYAL! I WILL NOT HANDLE THE RAPE! I DON’T WANT TO GET THROUGH THIS! I DON’T WANT! I DON’T WA-A-A-A-A-A-ANT!”       After making an inhuman, long-lasting scream, Peter falls into silence and just starts crying bitterly. It’s easy to notice that his hands and feet shake involuntarily due to the strong tension, and he lacks the air catastrophically, judging by how greedily he swallows it and the way he winces from the pain in his heart and heaviness in his chest. Everything squeezes inside Daniel, who swallows up nervously at some moment, watching tensely what’s happening to the guy, feeling a true sense of shame deep inside, and asking himself if everything he just said can be the truth.       Nevertheless, Perkins subdues any pity and wishes to pity Rose, hugging him tightly and saying something to encourage. Instead, he gets up from the bed, takes the jackknife from the pocket again, and unfolds it with one movement. That’s why the blond starts shaking much more strongly and looking at him with a greater pity in his wet eyes, thinking the brunet wants to do something terrible to him. Daniel himself cuts the ropes that tie Rose’s hands to the headboard silently, without emotions on his face from both sides. Then the man turns around, comes to the window, and looks through it without emotions, closing his eyes at some moment.       In panic, Peter jumps from the bed like a boiling kettle, almost falling to the floor due to the weakness in his legs and the sharp dizziness. Sobbing loudly and breathing heavily, he watches Daniel closely with widely open eyes for two seconds, stepping back further and further backward. And using the moment while Perkins does not see it, the guy closes his mouth tightly with his hand and runs out of the room as fast as a hurricane in search of the exit from the house where he has never been before. Then Daniel exhales slowly with closed eyes and raises his head to the wooden ceiling, on which he can see a lot of holes after some boards have fallen off the ceiling.       “Fuck, what am I doing?” Daniel whispers under his nose. “What are the guys and I doing? We won’t forgive ourselves later! I mean, I won’t forgive myself. If I have to keep my promise and…”       Shaking his head slightly, Daniel puts his hand on his forehead with a tired sigh.       “What if he didn’t bluff? What if he was really raped? It may happen that we cross the line fucking hard. Bring the guys to the hysteria that doctors wouldn’t be able to control. Damn…” Daniel puts his hand on his heart with the thought that it aches painfully and grabs his throat. “I don’t feel comfortable because of all of this…”       Meanwhile, Peter finds the exit from the house and runs out through the open door. After looking around, he gets a much stronger panic because he immediately understands that he is nobody knows where. Besides, he does not see the car around and finds out that the keys to it disappeared when he checks the inside pocket of his waistcoat and finds nothing. The guy runs from side to side for some time, running at some distance from the house, then grabs his head and falls to the ground with a heavy breath. At this moment, he feels like a lonely, broken, and unhappy boy who does not know who to ask for help and where to run. A panic squeezes his neck with its invisible hands as if it tries to strangle him, tears roll out of his eyes down his pale green cheeks, and he doubles sharply from the severe pain that gets stronger and barely holds down a wish to clean his stomach.       “M-m-m…” Theodore walks around Peter proudly. “You really want to forget the past you and try on the skin of someone else, but you cannot do this. Because problems don’t leave you if you change your name. Peter or Theodore – you’ll always be a broken and unhappy boy who became a victim of this cruel world deep inside.”       “I want to die…” Peter pronounces desperately in a shaking voice and sniffs loudly. “I don’t want to live anymore… I DON’T WANT TO LIVE WITH THIS PAIN! I DON’T WANT!”       “So, starting to remember? Everything you’ve been trying to subdue so hard? These guys just opened the zippers and took off the pants without getting their dicks outta their underwear and putting them in your ass or mouth. But you freaked out anyway. And Perkins decided to kill you. But he changed his mind at the last moment.”       “Shut up…SHUT UP!” Peter claps his hands sharply against the ground. “JUST SHUT UP!”       “I congratulate you. But this is not everything. You mustn’t only remember the way you were fucked by your schoolmates in all your holes, but they didn’t get punished. The story of your past has much deeper roots. Far more intriguing details that you will have to uncover.”       “NO! I DON’T WANT! I DON’T WANT! I’D RATHER DIE! I SHALL NOT TAKE THIS!”       “My mission is not over yet. That's why I'm still here with you. And I will stay by your side until you do what must be done.”       “I said SHUT UP!” Peter clenches his hands into fists so tightly that his knuckles get white. “STOP! ENOUGH!”       “Don’t threaten to kill me. I’m sitting in your head. I’m not existing in real life.”       “What do you all need from me? WHY DO YOU ALL THE FUCK WANT TO MAKE ME CRAZY? WHAT DID I DO? WHAT’S MY AULT? AM I REALLY PAYING FOR THE TRICKS OF MY FATHER? DID I REALLY BECOME THE ONE WHO PAYS FOR WHAT HE DID? WHY? WHY? WHY-Y-Y-Y-Y-Y?”       “Because you’re a loser for life,” Theodore states determinedly. “Suffering and getting humiliated is your destiny. You’re a freak. A fucking freak who should’ve never been born in this world.”       “I’M NOT A FREAK! NOT A FREAK! I AM HUMAN! THE HUMAN WHO JUST WANTS TO BE HAPPY! THIS IS ALL I NEED! I’VE NEVER ASKED ANYTHING MORE! IS IT SO HARD FOR SOMEONE TO HELP ME WITH IT? WHY WOULD THEY THE FUCK DEPRIVE ME OF THE LAST THINGS THAT MEAN A LOT TO ME? WHY DO YOU ALL WANT ME TO BE LONELY AND SUFFER ALL THE TIME?”       “Even if you’re screaming fucking loud now, it doesn’t change anything in your life. You lost what you had. You screwed up everything you could.”       “IT’S ALL BECAUSE OF YOU! YOU ENCOURAGED ME, BASTARD!”       “Me?” Theodore points at himself with his finger, opening his eyes widely. “Man, are you fucking serious? You went crazy after your girlfriend's death and decided to take revenge on everyone for what they didn’t do, but you blame anyone but yourself for that.”       “If you hadn’t whispered in my ear and told me to kill everyone and take revenge on them, NOTHING WOULD’VE HAPPENED!”       “Don’t forget the important thing, Peter: you are me. And I am you. All I tell you is what you think about now. You started to blame your friends for Helene’s death, not your father. You took it out on all of them. You made everything happen like this. You made them lose their patience. Though they took your tricks until the end. They wanted to help you until the end. But you acted like a bastard toward them. You gave a fuck about all the good things they’d done for you. You forgot that these guys were next to you in hard times. Yes, maybe these guys weren’t always perfect friends, but Daniel, Terrence, and Edward do recognize their mistakes and don’t repeat them anymore.”       “Shut up… Just SHUT UP!”       “But now it’s too late to regret something and change something. You broke the last wall. I mean the remains. Yes, Peter Rose! You have nothing now! You stayed alone. You don’t have a girlfriend and friends… You don’t even have a fucking dog or a fucking cat to press it to you! You screwed up to the fuck! Yes, people have always treated you unfairly. Yes, your mother preferred vodka over you, and your father wanted to sell you into slavery. Yes, those boys raped you, recorded a video, and posted it somewhere. Yes, your first love showered you with mud. But you can find a piece of gold even in this shit. You can find hundreds of these. Thousands. As much as you want! If you get your ass out, wipe off your tears, and get your head out of your cocoon. If you open yourself to this world instead of running from it like crazy and blaming those who weren’t a part of your past for your trouble. Those who became a part of your present.”       “I DON’T WANT TO HEAR YOU! I DON’T WANT!”       “Perkinda shouldn’t have let you go. He should’ve stabbed you with a knife. He should’ve. He and the MacClifes should’ve brought this case to an end. They should’ve fucked you hard. Recorded a video of all of this. And published it on a website that is loved by perverts who are ready to put you on your knees and put a big, thick dick in you. These guys had the right to take revenge on you for everything they had to get through because of you. For having to deal with the thankless pig who just LET them befriend you. And GAVE A FUCK about what they felt.”       “SHU-U-U-U-U-U-UT U-U-U-U-U-UP!” Peter screams at the top of his lungs. “SHU-U-U-UT U-U-U-UP! LEAVE ME ALONE! I DON’T WANT TO SEE AND HEAR YOU ANYMORE! I DON’T WA-A-A-A-A-ANT! LEAVE ME! LEAVE ME ALONE! LEAVE ME, HEAR ME! LEA-A-A-A-A-A-A-A-AVE! I DON’T WANT TO SEE ANYONE! ANYO-O-O-O-O-ONE!”       “Even me?” the female soft voice pronounces a little hesitantly behind.       “EVEN YOU! EVEN YOU! FUCK YOU, YOU ALL! LEAVE ME ALONE! I WANNA BE ALONE! ALONE!”       After screaming out the latest words, Peter hits his fists against the ground so that he feels the pain and makes a couple of loud sobs. He breathes heavily for several seconds, not even thinking about holding down the tears. But at some moment, he freezes sharply and asks: “Why the hell did it seem to me that a female voice talked to him?” His eyes are running chaotically from side to side, and there is a thought in the flow of all these he has on his mind that dominates. It’s about hearing the voice of Helene. The one that sounded so similar as if this were the unrepeatable original.       “Huh?” Peter wonders and swallows nervously.       “Aren’t you happy to see me, huh?” Helene asks quietly, standing behind Peter two meters away from him with her hands locked behind her back.       “Who’s here? Who’s talking to me? Does it seem to me?”       “Just turn back. So that you can see everything.”       “Turn b-back?”       “I’m here… Behind you.”       After sniffing his nose two times and wiping tears under his eyes, Peter starts turning back very slowly, still sitting on his knees on the dirty ground. Then, hesitating at times, he moves his tear-stained eyes up and feels that his heart stops when he sees Helene in front of him. She looks a little tense but smiles at him shyly. He opens his eyes immediately, the freezing frost runs over his skin, his body becomes kind of numb… The sounds around him become kind of deaf, the world literally gets smaller so that he is focused only on the girl whom he considers his new hallucination, refusing to believe that a miracle could happen and let her stay alive.       “No…” Peter pronounces in a shaking whisper and shakes his head sharply. “No w-w-way… No…”       Helene says nothing and just smiles shyly.       “H-h-h-hel-l-l-lene?” Peter pronounces faintly, barely moving his numb lips.       The sound of the fast heartbeat echoes in his temples, the heaviness in his chest gets stronger, and every sign makes his dizziness stronger. Peter tries to say something else, but his body refuses to obey him categorically: he cannot move, he cannot speak, he cannot breathe. He is kind of paralyzed. The only thing that can move is his eyes. His widely open eyes that look at Helene closely, while the brain refuses to accept the fact that she is real, she is not his imagination or some kind of hallucination. Because he is sure that she just could not survive in the situation that Marcus and his accomplices put her in.