A Walk Through Hell.

Angel sniffled, his eyes teary and large.
"I-Im sorry Barry..."
Even when Angel had been Trevers slave, Trever and Barry had been so close...

"You got nothing to be sorry about. Trever does. You're my family now." He pressed a kiss in Angel's hair. He wasn't close with many people but he was very protective of someone when he did grow close to them.

Angel sighed, his eyes darting around the room, he did feel bad though. He hated Trever, or he wanted too. He couldnt really hate anyone but Trever was close. He felt bad for Barry though.

Barry would be fine in maybe an hour or two. And he wasn't acting much different than usual even though he was upset...
"Are you alright?" He asked the small boy.

"I-Im fine." Angel stammered, slowly moving a hand back to rub the back of his head where he was now missing a small blotch of hair.

"I'm sorry he did that..." Barry frowned, rubbing the small bald spot.

Angel flinched but he didnt say anything, he just curled himself up.
He was so tired of Trever and his crap.

Barry simply held him, watching Trever from across the room, wondering what was going to happen with their friendship.

Trever was pissed, no doubt about that. He just gripped to his brother about the happenings while Rhett just listened to him, petting Misery's head and glancing over at Barry every once in a while.
"Im glad." Blaine pouted lightly. "Trever is stupid, he dont deserve to be friends with Mister meanie pants!" Blaine announced, his eyes burning as he looked at Trever, sticking his tongue out.

Barry couldn't help but chuckle at his lover.
"Yeah he's stupid but I love him." He did. Even if he was still upset.

Blaine pouted at the larger man, he treated Trever so much better than he treated him, and Blaine was never mean like that. He despised the man.

Barry loved Blaine just as much as Trever but Trever was on Barry's level, not below him like most of Barry's "friends" felt Blaine was...

Trever was very equal with Barry, and he was pretty feared also, being as scary as he was. Blaine just huffed softly and he moved, stepping over to tug Misery away from Trever, he was pouting and he liked Misery, andhe didnt want Trever to have people around to help him.
Trever just rolled his eyes at the boy.

Barry smirked softly. It was a small gesture but Blaine amused him with just little shit like that.
"Blaine leave 'em alone."

Blaine shook his head, poking his tongue out at Barry, holding Misery by his collar. The boy, who really looked so much like Angel, growled at him and swatted at his hand.
"Look here kid, stop dragging me around." Misery shook his head, his hair puffing up around him like a lions mane.

Barry simply laughed as he watched them, an amused grin on his face, his arms across his chest.

Trever stood, glowering over Blaine, a sick smile on his face.
Blaine's face dropped, Trever scared him, he really did, Blaine would never admit it but that smile.
It was a smile of death and pain.
The boy froze in fear as Trever snatched Misery's collar back, jerking the slave over to his side.
"Dont touch whats mine brat." He spoke, his voice dripping with sweetness as he stood and slithered away, Misery in stride with him.

Barry glared, pulling Blaine back to his side.
"Misery isn't even his." He grumbled softly.

Angel shook his head, glancing over to Barry.
"Is now. Rhett sold him off for a while, to Trever." Angel knew more then he wanted too know about what went on in Trevers life, and that was only because he talked to Misery so much. "Misery says he has been Trevers favorite toy for a while, he is letting Toni heal..."

"Poor fucking Misery." Barry grumbled, looking at the ground as he tried to calm himself. His anger was getting to him again.

Angel sighed softly, shaking his head.
"Misery's nerves are bad." He had been around when Trever had been screwing them up.
"But he is fine Barry..." Angel wanted him to calm down

"Just fucking... Trever." He shook his head. It was still bothering him... "I'll be fine."

But Trever had already passed it off as a simple fight between friends, they happened. He was back over with Rhett and Quincy, laughing with them about random things they found to talk about, Misery sitting with Rhett while Trever explained to them about this and that.

Barry normally would have normally done the same thing. But that damn thought about Trever just befriending him for his muscle stuck around. He wasn't the type to whine about shit like that but he'd realized, Trever could hurt him more than anything. Trever had been the one to make him cry for the first time since he was little and now Trever was making him act like a PMSing bitch.

Trever had never even thought about Barry using his muscle to help, he had Rhett if he needed that but Barry was just his friend, Barry was precious, and Trever was sure it would be okay, they just needed time to cool off.
Angel patted Barry's cheek,
"Its okay..."