Escaping from Him (Mike x Vincent) [Sequel to Forced into Love]

[Ch. 30] Insânîty

Vincent's P.O.V
The time goes by extremely quickly
Before I know it...
The time is 11:50
I sprint down the street and don't stop rubbing. His house is a couple blocks down. Once I'm at his front door I check the time and it is 12:01 I barge into the door.
"Mike?!" I look around frantically. "Scott?!"
"Vincent get out!!!" I Scott scream from a different room. "Go! Run!
I don't run...Because the before I have the chance to, large arms wrap around me and lift me off the ground. Then before I know it, I'm thrown into a basement abandon looking type room. I sit up and look around. Sitting next to me is Mike and Scott. Scott is just sitting there and Mike has a bloody nose that's currently dripping everywhere.
"Ow." I whine from being thrown into this room.
"Ohhh stop whining." Heath chuckles. "You think this is bad?" He smirks. "You aint seen nothing yet...Love~"
I decide to just sit against the wall silently and not say a word. I don't want to say anything that could possibly trigger Heath to do anything to Mike, Scott or I.
"You know you're not gonna pull off whatever you're planning." Scott growls.
"Oh really?" Heath raises an eyebrow. "Let's see...Tell me if this is good."
Scott narrows his eyes at Heath as the man begins to talk. I listen carefully.
"Two men by the names of Mike Schmidt and Scott Aprils lure a young male by the name of Vincent Valentine into a house and lead him into the most abandon part of the house. The men lock the door and begin to do really bad things to poor little five foot five Vincent. He cries and screams and begs them to stop and that's why the neighbors report hearing screams. The men beat him beyond belief while also doing extremely nasty things to the boy. Then finally...Vincent is knocked unconscious by Mike. The two men freak out because they have this kid that just passed out on the floor. They think he died...So Mike takes a knife from the kitchen and stabs himself because he couldn't live with the guilt. Then Scott does the same...Weather they die or not it doesn't matter...If the two men lived they would be in jail. I come home just at the right time to take the beaten and unconscious kid to the hospital, I call nine one one in a panic, you two are out of my way...And I'm the big hero...The end~"
I look up at him, absolutely terrified. The fact that he would take the time to sort out a perfectly explainable plan like that...It scares me...
"Th-That could never work." Mike shakes his head. I listen as Mike and Heath go back and forth at each other then look over at the still slightly opened door...And decide it's the perfect time for me to run. And without even thinking, I get up and sprint towards the door. Just as I step outside of the door, I'm grabbed off of my feet and carried back into the abandon looking room. Heath lays me down slowly on the bed and as he does, he strokes my thighs through my pajama pants. I moan and then bite my bottom lip, being extremely sensitive to touch.
"Get off of him!!" I hear Mike scream in a deep aggravated voice as Heath is tackled off of me. I sit up quickly, watching the two as they full out attack each other on the floor. Once they stand up, Heath punches Mike in the side of the face. Hard. Once Mike is on the ground...Heath kicks him in the stomach multiple times, making him cough up blood.
"I'll be back. All of you stay right where you are." He storms out of the room and locks the door behind him.
That's the first time I've ever seen Mike lose a fight...