POV: Vikk

Warnings: Strong language and violence

-Begin Chapter-

I heard the sound of a knock on the door, but I paid no mind to it. It must be a friend of Sarah's or something because the Sidemen and Cals were still 15 minutes away.

I heard her move to go and open the door but I didn't open my eyes to look, figuring that it was just harmless person.

I really fucking hate it when I am wrong.

I heard the door open and Sarah say something before the sound of her cup falling to the floor hit my ears followed by a loud thump. I immediately snapped my eyes open and looked to the door way, curious as to what had just happened. 

In the doorway stood a man I hoped to never see or hear from again.

"Rob." I spoke, fear filling me at the realization that he had found us again.

"Hello Baby." he said with a slightly maniac smile.

I immediately shot up, knocking the hot tea onto my foot, causing me to shout and kick out, knocking something off the table and breaking it.

"Are you ok baby?" asked Rob coming forward, concern in his eyes.

"Stay away." I said, holding my arms out in attempt to get him to stay back but I held my ground.

"But baby." said Rob, stepping closer, his eyes on me and a smile on his face that sent another shiver of fear down my spine.

"No Rob." I said defiantly, not moving from my spot. I had stay where I was. I had to keep close to Preston in case he woke up. I had to protect him.

I saw a flash of anger in Rob's eyes that immediately sent warning signals through me, causing a slight panic to set in.

"Now baby, that's not what you call me." He said, his steps coming fast as he approached me, grabbing my wrists hard. I let out a cry of pain as he pulled me to him, his brown eyes boring down into me as he spoke. The anger in his eyes coming out in his voice as he spoke. "You call me daddy, baby." He said slowly, his face coming close to mine.

I felt a sick feeling in my stomach. He was not my Daddy. Josh was. I would never call that man that ever. He didn't deserve the fucking word.

"Say it baby." He demanded. I got sicker at his nickname for me. It didn't sound right coming off his lips. It wasn't the sweet gentle, loving tone my boys used when they called me that. I felt a pain of longing in my chest. I hope they get here soon. They shouldn't be too far away now.

"No." I said defiantly, trying to move back from him, even though he had an iron grip on my wrists. I could feel pain begin to bloom at the contact because he began squeezing my wrists hard.

"Say it." He said again, pulling me back to him so our faces were inches apart. I stared into his eyes and saw the full blown anger that sent waves of fear into me. He looked so angry that I was immediately afraid he would hurt me.

I had to be brave. I know my boys and the Cals would be here soon. I just had to hold out a little longer.

"No. I am not going to call you that Rob." I said again, my voice slightly wavering as I tried to remain strong.

I heard Rob growl before he released my wrists and pushed me away from him so I was the perfect distance for him to bring his hand to my cheek, resulting in a loud crack.

I cried out at the pain of him slapping me as I went to the ground, my hand to my cheek.

"WHAT THE FUCK?" I cried out, the pain on my cheek intense. He really hit me hard.

"Now baby, looked at what you made me do." He said, his voice slightly emotionless, no trace of regret in it.

I looked up at him through the few tears that escaped from my eyes and saw something that would normally pass for loving concern, but right now, all it screamed was danger.

We kept eye contact for a moment before Preston let out a small moan on the couch. Both Rob and I turned our attention to him, watching as he slowly woke up.

Oh please no. I silently begged.

Preston opened his eyes, blinking a few times, before he picked up his head and looked at me first, confusion clear on his face, not realizing that our enemy was here.

"Preston." Breathed out Rob.

I watched as Preston tensed immediately, fear coming into his eyes as he began to shake. He didn't look towards the sound of the voice and instead kept his eyes on me, staring at me as if he didn't look, the voice wouldn't be real.

"Preston look at me." Demanded Rob. "I want to see your pretty face."

Preston refused to look at him, his shaking getting worse as the tears began to fall from his eyes. I wanted to get up and go to him, but I was frozen in place on the floor.

I heard the growl from Rob before I watched in horror as his hand shot out, grabbing Preston by the hair and yanking him up and turn his face to look at him.

"AH!"

Preston let out a loud yelp of pain as he closed his eyes.

"Preston!" I screamed out, finally moving to reach for him.

"Shut up you whore!" screamed out Rob pointing at me with his other hand while he pulled Preston up so he was on his knees on the couch. "Look at you. The fucking Sidemen whore. Covered in fucking hickies everywhere. Disgusting. I bet they fucking just use you and leave you to rot, covered in their fucking cum and I bet you love it. You love being used, don't you? Little fucking whore."

I felt so sick to my stomach as the tears fell my eyes at his words, fear freezing me from going to Preston who was trying to get out of Rob's hold.

"AND YOU!" he roared, turning to Preston, the anger in his face causing his cheeks to flush. Preston froze immediately, his eyes popping open wide in fear. "You are a fucking whore too aren't you?"

The hold on Preston's hair was tight from what I could tell and Rob used this to yank Preston's head back, causing him to cry out in pain.

"You let those two fucking loser YouTubers all over you didn't you? Fucking waste of space. You are supposed to mine, all unspoiled and free for the taking but I guess not. You must have just opened your legs for them the second you saw them, you little bitch."

The tears falling down Preston's face plus the pained look as he clenched his eyes closed, his hands coming up to try and get Rob to release him all made me want to cry out and scream, but I couldn't. I was still frozen in fear, my own tears falling down my face as I prayed silently for the boys to get here.

"No matter." Continued Rob slowly, using the painful looking grip to bring Preston's face to his. "The damage can't be undone. I will just have to take you and Vikk home and figure out some sort of suitable punishment for your whorish ways. We need to go get your stuff and leave before those monsters get to have another crack at you."

"No." came out the weak voice of Preston.

"What the fuck did you say?" asked Rob, the anger on his face increasing, if that was even possible.

Preston opened his eyes and looked at the true monster.

"I said no Robert, I am not going with you. I am staying here." Said Preston defiantly. He was shaking with so much fear but I could see the brave face he put on. He wasn't going to let Rob bully him again.

"Listen you little bitch..." began Rob before a booming familiar voice came from the door, anger dripping form their words.

"LET HIM GO, YOU MOTHER FUCKING ASSHOLE, BEFORE I BREAK YOUR HAND OFF OF HIM!"

I felt a wave of relief enter me.

Finally

-End Chapter-

A/N: Dear lord Neptune, this took me awhile to get to. I am so sorry. My sleep schedule got really screwed up yesterday and I can't write when I am tired.

Here ya go though. Rob is a fucking dick but have no fear, the Sidemen and Cals are here!

I hope you enjoyed reading this and may your day be filled with love, smiles, and laughs.