Damian's pov Saturday 23rd November 2019************************************Me and Marcus are in the bathroom together shaving and doing an enema when the guard who's supposed to be watching us leaves. I peek out of the door into the main room but he's just outside talking to Adrian, no way of escape.I turn back around to continue shaving but I freeze when I see Marcus holding a razor blade to his bloody arm. "Marcus!" I shout as I quickly grab a hold of his' arms and make him drop the razor blade. He starts fighting against me and sobbing as I hold him tightly to my chest."Let go of me!" He yells as Adrian runs through the door. He only has a pair of leather pants on that he's still buttoning up as he takes in the scene in front of him."What the fuck is going on? Is that blood?" He asks while he grabs Marcus' wrist and looks at the cut that's oozing blood. Adrian huffs and reaches under the sink where there's a first aid kit. The guard is stood at the door with a pale face, he

Cole's pov Saturday 30th November 2019**************************************Why can't anyone find them? They've been gone for a month! Andrew promised me he'd find Marcus and Damian quickly before they got hurt but no one has found anything yet. The police are at a dead end but Andrew hasn't stopped looking. He comes over to update us a lot, but he never has any good news. Nathan has had to go to work which means I'm usually left alone all day. He asked for time off but they only gave him the first week to help look for Marcus. Now he's stressed more than I've ever seen him and I'm worried about him. Usually Marcus would be here to de-stress him but I don't know how to do that. I cuddle him when he needs it and he talks to me when I need to rant but it doesn't seem to be helping.I'm worried sick everyday, imagining what the sick fucker could be doing with my boyfriend. After seeing what he did to Minnie my mind has been spinning thinking of horrible possibilities. Nathan tells m

Nathan's povWednesday 6th December 2019*************************************I'm worried about Marcus. He's so much worse than what I thought he would be. He came home from the hospital yesterday with painkillers and the doctors orders to take it easy. Damian is okay, or so he says he is. When we got back it was late so he went straight to the guest room to go sleep. Marcus went with us to our bedroom but he just stood in the doorway with a panicked face. I asked what was wrong but he flinched from my touch and said he can't share a bed with us. Me and Cole tried to say we'd sleep on the couches but he refused to let us give him the bed. He propped himself up on the couch and slept there alone. I didn't sleep very well, I was too worried about him to leave him alone. He had a bad nightmare. I hadn't managed to fall asleep so I heard him panicking in his sleep. I ran downstairs and he was thrashing on the couch, sweat covering his bare chest and tears falling down his face. I woke

Marcus' povTuesday 10th December 2019***********************************Talking to Orion is my least favourite thing. He keeps asking me questions I don't want to answer. I just want to forget what Adrian did to me, I don't want to tell him about it. But he insists on me telling him everything. So far I've just ignored his questions. He already knows everything that happened, he read the police report and Nathan told him how I've been. At least today I'm not tired. I actually slept well because I was on a comfy bed and I didn't have a nightmare. My ribs are feeling better definitely, being able to stretch out has helped them a lot. "Marcus you need to talk to me," Orion tries again. I look down at the notebook in his hand and wonder what he's writing down. "I don't want to talk about it," I say weakly. "I understand this is the first therapy session you've had but you have to open up or you'll not get better," he explains. I stay silent and he sighs, crossing his legs and writi

Cole's pov Wednesday 18th December 2019***************************************"Marcus? Are you okay?" I ask into the phone but I can't hear anything. Please let him be okay! The bus stops at my stop and I run off, sprinting down the street to the club. It's the longest five minutes of my life. Horrible scenarios run through my head of what could have happened. Has he hurt himself? Is he having a breakdown? Is Adrian there? I unlock the door and run into the club corridor before I unlock the door to the house, heaving for air as I get inside. "Marcus!" I shout but there's no answer. I walk into the living room and and see him in the kitchen. "No please no," I say as I drop to Marcus' side. He's passed out and there's so much blood around him. His wrists are oozing blood as he struggles to breath, his chest rising and falling quickly. I pick up my phone and call 999 as I try to get to him to wake up. "999 what's your emergency?" "I need an ambulance," I say quickly, my eyes flo