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I sighed and shook my head "No, I don't want to go home...Let's just...try to have a good day..." I said, a little angry about hwat had just happened. I began to walk, not really caring if either of them were fallowing me or not. I didn't know where I was going so I slowed a bit, wondering if they had fallowed. I came to a full stop and just stood there, unsure of what to do or where to go.

((Ooc: Is Riley and Arthur gonna get drunk tonight? Or later on?))

Arthur nodded, grabbing Alfred's hand and tugging him down the street to catch up with Riley.
"Sure, thats a good idea." He remarked, Smiling a tiny bit at Riley. The rest of the day Arthur showed his friends all the tourist attractions in his town, London, and had gotten dinner with them. They took a cab home, and entered the house.

((ooc: Tomorrow night, xD))

After the long day I felt so tired and defeated "Whoa, who knew there was so much to do in London" I sighed walking in and ignoring the woofing dog. I rubbed the back of my neck tiredly and saw the couch and looked at it. I crashed down on it and inhaled deeply, I then remembered Arthur's jacket "Here" I sad shrugging off the jacket with my closed eyes and holding it out to him. I was too tired to move, before long I was snoring on the couch.

Arthur took the coat with a smile.
"Well..at least she didn't ask about Sean.." He muttered, hanging up Alfred and his coats. Alfred glanced at Riley, and frowned, seeing she had hogged the couch.

((ooc: Sorry for my short posts, my head is killing me :C))

((Ooc: Aww are you sick? :C ))

Somewhere in my subconsiouse I realized that this was the couch and not my bed. My eyes lolled open and I glanced around the room "Sorry Alfred" I muttered sitting up and getting off of the cough. I looked tiredly at Arthur and smiled slightly "Right, you still never told me about Sean" I said, my small smirk expandind into a grin.

Arthur facepalmed, and snapped his fingers.
"So close.." He grumbled, sitting in a chair infront of the couch. He sighed and Alfred plopped down beside Riley on the couch.
"Okay, so i had first moved here, this house, and Sean came over...to, uh, welcome me i guess." He began, looking at the ground. "Sean, um..very openly, out of the blue..said he loved me..and, i-" Arthur paused, not being able to force out his words. "I was so confused and i- he..ra*ed me..Da**it that bas***d.." Arthur whimpered, tears dropping onto the sleeves of his shirt.

((ooc: Naah, just a cold..Its going away, but my head still hurts XD))

I frowned as Arthur told me what that guy had done to him, "Wait, why didn't you call the police?" I asked, I looked at my own feet and felt really bad when Arthur started to cry "Aw man Arthur, i'm sorry I made you tell me, cr*p I'm sorry..Aw d*mmit" I got up and wrapped my arms around his neck, pulling him into a hug "I'm so sorry he did that to you...We should call the police or something...I'm sorry..." I was tempted to say 'I love you' But I didn't. I just hugged him, not caring if he hugged me back or not.

Alfred continued to frown at the floor, before he got up and hugged Arthur aswell.
"I-I..He said..he would...I can't call the police Riley. I can't." He stammered, green eyes bright from tears. Alfred only hugged him tighter, not saying a word. The american wanted to rip the soul out of that Sean kid, they were twenty-some and he was only a teenager. Arthur shivered and hugged them back a tad before standing.
"When he..you know, he had a knife and..well when he was almost, ah, done, perhaps that may be the right word, he took out a knife.." Arthur began, his voice quivering. "He.." Instead of telling them Arthur decided to show them. He pulled off his shirt, revealing a long fleshy-pink scar running from the base of his neck down to his stomach.

I felt red hot anger as he showed me his scar. I bit my lower lip and trembeled looking up at Arthur's bright green eyes. I remembered when Sean grabbed my wrist, he could've hurt me or worse, that's why Arthur was so upset. I frowned agian and grabbed Arthur around the neck agian "It's okay Arthur..." I said feeing his chest heave up and down with sobs "Shh..." I cooed to him like he did for me earlier that day. I ran my fingers through his hair and rubbed his back slowly. It was weird hugging him when he didn't have a shirt on, not uncomfortable, but, exciting. I wanted him to hug me back, but I couldn't ask for that when he was so upset. Tommarow was a Saturday, i'd make an excuse, say I had to go run every Saturday, then I'd have a nice long chat with Sean.

Arthurs sobs eventually grew quieter, until there were no more. Alfred had gotten up, and hugged the brit for a short whe, befofe a knock on the door startled them. Arthur pulled his shirt on, and pulled away from Riley and Alfred's grasp.
"I..should get that." he said quietly, before walking up to the door. He opened it slowly, and stood there for a minute. Hearing the pause, Alfred stood and peered around the corner tosee Sean, once again, having a silent battle with Arthur. Arthur's fingers twitched, and he clenched his fits.
"What the he** do you want?" Arthur muttered and Sean smirked, stepping inside the house.
"Just some...sugar.." The scpr said, with a smirk on his face. Arthur was still quiet, and Alfred had run back into the living room. Arthur led Sean through the parlor and into the living room, then to the kitchen. He pulled out some sugar and gave him the entire bag.
"Take it all, just leave.." Arthur begged, causing Sean's smirk to widen.
"But what if I wanted ano-" the scot began, before Alfred came up behind Arthur.
"Arthur said. LEAVE." the American growled, and sean frowned. He grabbed Arthur's chin and pulled it in close to his face. True terror coated Arthur's eyes, a look no one had ever seen but Sean. The scot smiled and put his mouth next to Arthur's ear.
"I'll see you later Arthur..." he whispered, before turning around quickly and leaving the house. Arthur stood frozen, unable to break the presence of Sean.

I faltered as Sean came in and said those things to Arthur, at that piont I didn't care if he was a r*pist. I didn't care if I was just a girl who couldn't defend herself, I didn't care that this wasn't my fight, I was pissed off. As Sean left I looked over my shoulder to see Arthur with a terrified expression. My heart surged, I didn't wait for another word, I walked (or rather flew) to the door and slammed it behind me. It was dark and cold outside, a lite drizzle made me shiver. I peered around and saw the teenage scot standing on the road outside of Arthur's house. But I didn't want to see him, I turned my head and began to run in the oppisite directoin from Sean. I don't know where I was running, but I was gone. My bare feet started to become cut up with warm blood. I didn't yelp, I didn't do anything. As a child, or teenager, I'd always run off when I was angry. I kept running, on and on until I was gasping for beath. I twirled around slightly, tears in my eyes to try and find a way back. But I'd become lost.

((ooc: do you mod changing you're post? :3 Sean's kind of my character, lol, and you're kind of being him...))

Arthur put his hand on his nek and removed it, then gasped a tiny bit.
"That b**tard bit me.." he growled, looking at the blood on his hand. Alfred glared at the door where Sean had left and then looked down at Arthur.
"He's..I'm so sorry Arthur." Alfred whimpered, hugging Arthur's small body.

((ooc: Absolutely (-: ))

I began to walk back, though I didn't know where I was. There wasn't any sign of Sean anymore, so that was good. I still was angry, I didn't want Alfred or Arthur to see me so upset so I turned left when I should've turned right. I walked down the bark England street, the occasional house lighting my way. The drizzle had turned into a full out pouring rain, I sneezed and cursed.

Alfred had gone looking for Riky, after insisting that Arthur should say home and 'get better'. The American drove down the street, listening to some soft British music of some sort when he saw Riley. He honked the horn and pulled her into the car, wrapping her up in a towel.
"Where were you Riley? Went after Sean didnt 'cha? Well, I have a bad feeling about leaving Iggy home alone, so let's go." Alfred turned the car around and drove expertly back up to Arthur's house and then parked in the driveway.

Arthur sat downstairs after his friend left, drinking some tea. He paced, and paced, until he grew tired of waiting. He looked out the window and saw no sign of them so he walked upstairs to his room. The door opened with a quiet click, and he padded into the room, not hearing the locking click after he left the door. In a rush of seconds Arthur was pinned against the wall, something poking into his right shoulderblade. He yelped and turned the lights on to see Sean's grinning face. The acot smirked, seeing Arthurs fear. He screamed.

Alfred heard Arthur's scream as soon as he open the door, and he dropped everythig, running upstairs. He yanked on the doorknob, but when he stopped her heard another quieter shreik, and Sean's chuckling.

"Tell me how bad it hurts." the scot snarled, pushing the knife deeper into Arthur's shoulder.

I frowned as Alfred pulled up but got in the car. I realized that we left Arthur by himself and shivered. What if...No I couldn't think of that, I couldn't drive myself to that kind of madness. We pulled up to the house finally and heard a scream that could only belong to Arthur. I felt cold all over suddenly and froze up, noticing slightly that Alfred had already ran inside. I shook my head to get my out of the frozen state I'd gone into and forced my way out of the car. There was a quieter yelp as I ran upstairs and saw Alfred locked out. My heart sunk, I looked at the door and ran downstairs agian. I grabbed the house phone and dailed the police. I explianed the location and what was going on and ran back upstairs. I was so helpless, I couldn't stop a little punk teenager! I was so week! My legs felt weak, I put a hand over my mouth and began to cry. I cried harder than i'd ever crid in my life "Let him go! Leave him alone, do-don't touch him!" I screamed, throwing my tantrum and hitting the door with everything I had.