**Mikey's POV**

When I woke up, my body made snapping noises as my bones went back into their joints properly. Sitting up, I finally remembered last night and buried my face in my hands, wanting to vomit.

Rape, I thought sadly, I was almost raped last night.

Standing up, I look at the door before knocking on it loudly. It opened up after a minute, almost hitting me but I jumped back in time.

''What?'' It was Bert, and he didn't seem very pleased.

''I have to use the bathroom.'' I say quietly, moving my dirty blonde hair from my face. Bert nods and we walk to a bathroom that was filthy.

''Use the shower, too. You smell like blood.'' Bert says before adding on, ''I'll bring you some clothes. Don't try to escape through the window because it's ghetto and doesn't open, and even if you did get it open, you would die. The door doesn't have a lock on it, either.'' and with that, Bert was gone.

As soon as Bert gave me new clothes {Frank's, apparently. Said since I was Frank's fuck up he would lose clothes, not anyone else} I was in the shower, scrubbing until my flesh turned sensitive and bled slightly.

''Are you done in there yet? Frank needs to speak to you,'' Bert says, not looking behind the curtain at me.

I shut the water off, thrusting my hand out but it was just yanked on, jerking me out of the tub so I fell.

''Oh, my. I see why Frankie kidnapped you, after all. You're a sexy little thing, you know that right?'' Bert says, hands dripping down to my member.

I sucked in a breath as he stroked me, sending sensations I didn't want up and down my spine. Thankfully, I didn't get hard. It might have felt good, but I was still repulsed.

''How about we have a little fun, Mikey? Frank won't notice if I turn the tap back on.'' Bert says smirking, turning the water back on. My stomach churned when he stripped himself of pants and boxers, pushing me down on the floor.

''Turn over baby. Face down ass up, on all fours. Doggy style.'' Bert says turning me over, proping me up. Tears fell from my eyes and Bert shoved into me dry, causing me to cry out.

Bert was shoving in and out of me at painful paces, gripping my hips with a grip that caused them to bleed. I sobbed, not turned on the slightest when he started to jerk me off.

''Come on baby, oh fuck...'' Bert was close, and I was bleeding. Badly.

''Don't....don't cum in me, p-please.'' I croak out, trembling even more.

Bert moans out, and he didn't listen to me, filling me up like a cheap plastic cup. That's what I felt like, a cheap whore. I could have fought Bert off, but I didn't. Such a little whore.

He pulls out of me and slaps my ass, giving me a look that obviously say, ''tell anyone and you're dead." I simply nod before pulling on the clothes, stumbling out of the bathroom.

I was glad the pants were black because I was sure I was bleeding, because my boxers were wet with something that was to thick to be piss, so I just knew it was blood.

''Finally,'' Frank says standing up, glaring at us.

''What d-did you want?'' All I wanted was to do was cry. Rape. I was just raped. Oh, the irony of everything. If it wasn't Frank it would be Bert, wouldn't it?

''You're being relocated. Bert, take him to the basement.'' Frank orders, giving Bert a sharp look.

I close my eyes before following Bert, tears leaking from my eyes once again as soon as I was alone, finally able to cry as loud as I wanted because I didn't have to worry about anyone hearing.

Notes

Filler-ish, sorry.

I love you Bert, I sorry ^.^ Forgive me?

Oh. I love you too, Mikey. It's okay, me and my army of readers will save you from Bert :)