Thomas looked up when someone entered the bookstore. It was a strange man. He sighed, closing the book he was reading, and smiled softly.
“Sorry, we’re closed n—”
Thomas frowned when the man approached him. Something was wrong. He licked his lips, nervous, and jumped to the floor, starting squirming when the man grabbed his arm tight, hurting him.
“W-what are you doing? Lemme go!” He almost called for Jace, but he remembered Jay wasn’t home in that moment. Thomas squirmed again, trying to push the man away. He was really scared and the man was stronger. “Go away!” Thomas screamed, whimpering when the man slapped him. “L-leave me alone!”
The man ignored him and pushing the boy to the stockroom, locking the door behind them. Thomas gulped and looked around, whimpering again when he noticed he couldn’t escape.
“P-please, go away..” The man ignored him again and smirked, grabbing his wrist tight, almost breaking it. “Lemme go!” Thomas sobbed when the man slapped him again, strong enough to make him feel blood on his mouth. “Jay..”
Thomas tried to escape, wanting to go home, and cried out when the man really broke his wrist. He wasn’t understanding what was happening, why that man was hurting him without reason.
Thomas whimpered softly when the man stood up, unziping his pants, and finally left him. He curled up on the floor, all his body aching, and started crying silently, trying to ignore the blood on his mouth.