"Fuck off," Walden snapped, glaring at Weldon. He looked back at Rabastan and Arielle. If he really wanted to keep Rabastan safe, he'd have to have Weldon's help. "Rabastan's dad is a pedo," he said. "I pulled him off him the other night, after the party. I was staying at his place and I heard some weird noises from where Rabastan was sleeping. I go in, and there's this old guy fucking him. So I pulled the fag off and beat him up and it turns out he knows our dad and he knew what Dad likes to get up to. He told him I was fucking his kid, even if I'm not a fucking faggot. I knew I'd get beaten eventually. I went home to get it over with. I think Dad fucked around with Rabastan when he was a kid too. That's what his father said, anyway. That's what's the fuck up."
"Boys and their secrets. It can't be anything even remotely close to good if he's got a busted arm and you're crying." She grabbed Rabastan's hand in hers. "You can tell me stuff, Bastan. I'm not going to go around broadcasting secrets."
(Read comments)
Post a comment in response:
scribbld is part of the horse.13 network
Design by Jimmy B.
Logo created by 
hitsuzen.
Scribbld System Status
