A Walk Through Hell.

Rick saw red. He threw Trever to the ground, throwing punch after punch, refusing to stop. His baby was not a fuck toy, damnit! He wouldn't let his son be violated like that by anyone else...
He hadn't been so angry in a while now... And Barry was not in sight.

Trever knew this wasn't good, but he didn't care. Enjoyed the pain and the thrill of having another man beating him like this. Every once in a while he would hit back or make a remark about junior but that was just to fuel the fire. He truly was insane and he only did this for the pain.
Junior simply blinked at his father, he had figured if anyone was going to save him it would be Alan...

Rick was sick of this. Sick of letting his babies be hurt...
He beat Trever until the man was nearly unconscious...

And yet, Trever was still smiling at him, laughing in his face. He enjoyed beatings like this, he usually didnt bother getting people to beat him though, especially when Barry was around. The larger man did such a good job protecting him.

After Rick was done, Barry had finally made his way to the room.
"dumbass." He shook his head, smirking down at his friend but he helped him up nonetheless.

Trever just grinned at him, moving to nuzzle Barry's chest.
"Hit me?"
He loved it, he got off on it...

"No." Barry shook his head with a smirk though. "You've been hit enough today.."

"Never!" Trever pouted lightly but he did quiet himself and get comfortable, resolving to sleep in his friends warm embrace.

Barry carried him out to the couch, sitting down with the man in his arms.
Rick bent down and looked at his son.
"Are you alright...?" He asked lightly.

The boy nodded, giving a small thankful smile.
"Yeah...Thank you..." There was another pause before Rick softly hugged the older man. "Dad...."

Rick grinned, hugging the boy back, holding him close to his chest.
"How have you been lately...?" He never wanted to let his baby go...

He paused but he answered.
"I have been good, I get mostly whatever I want. Im kinda spoiled." He smiled softly as he thought of Alan, and how the man treated him.

Rick smiled back, genuinely.
"Yeah? He buys you a lot of stuff?" Rick hummed, happy to be talking to his son.

"Anything I want, anytime I want it." He is very committed about giving me things.He was enjoying the talk with his father as well.

"Sounds pretty sweet." Rick chuckled, ruffling the boy's hair lightly. He wished he coudl have him home... "You... like it over there?"

Rick became quiet, he did like it but he...He craved to live at home, and have a family. He never really did get to do that...but he couldnt leave Alan alone..

"Baby... if you don't... you don't have to stay there you know..." Rick frowned.
And he was right. If Junior told Alan he wanted to go home... He would let him. He'd hate it but he gave Rick everything he wanted..

"I know dad but its not that easy. I care about Alan, I cant just leave him alone." He was a man, he was not a twink. He could top, but he didnt, he had Alan. He was like his father really in some ways.

Rick sighed but nodded.
"If you care about him...I won't make you. Just know if you ever want, there's a home here for you.."

Junior nodded slowly, he wanted it bad but he knew he couldnt do that.
"Thank you..." He nodded his head.

"Junior... what if you and Alan came to live with us?" Rick asked lightly, raising an eyebrow at his son.

"No. Mom scares him and I don't want you to have to live with him. I know how hard it must be after what happened.". He sighed softly at his father.

"Not as hard as it is for me to live without you." He sighed. "Well, just let Alan know the offer's there, alright? And if he wants, I'll make your momma be nice." He smiled softly.

Rick nodded lightly, hugging onto his father as he began to think. What would it mean if he left and lived here. Would Alan find another child to molest? Would he try to win Jude back? Would they stay together?

"I love you Rick, okay? Don't forget that." Rick presed a kiss to his son's forehead, holding him tight to his chest.