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Sep. 12th, 2010 05:01 am (UTC)
Re: Sequel: Tag, You're It 2/4
Then he’s being handed off to yet another person, bridal style this time, so he can actually see what’s going on. They turn a few corners, which must confuse people, because it doesn’t even seem like anyone’s following them anymore – there are just people staring at them going by in the street, wide-eyed.

Tommy resists the urge to wave, because that will only make it seem like this is consensual, and it really isn’t. It’s just a bad idea all around.

It isn’t until after he’s been switched three more times and they’ve made lots of turns that he sees the van waiting, side door open, at the end of the street.

And shit gets real serious real fast.

No one’s caught up to them yet, so if Tommy actually wants to avoid being kidnapped he’s gonna have to save himself, otherwise this guy is gonna put him in that van and who knows what’s gonna happen after that.

So he does the only thing he can think of, which is to twist the guy’s nipple.


He doesn’t really know what he was expecting to happen, but the guy actually dropping him isn’t it.

It couldn’t have hurt that much, right?

But Tommy’s not gonna complain, so he scrambles to his feet and takes all of three steps before the guy’s got a grip on him again, and this time he can actually feel the panic rising in the back of his throat, because this guy is a lot bigger than him, and bigger usually equals stronger.

He forces the panic back down and reminds himself that he used to be in metal bands that started fights in the alleys behind the shitty bars they used to play in, and jams his elbow back as hard as he can.

It works, kind of – it gets the guy in the stomach, which makes his lose his breath, but it also causes him to pitch forward and crush Tommy into the wall in front of them. And then the guy’s yelling at his friends to help him, so Tommy does it again, trying to squirm his way out from beneath two hundred plus pounds.

It’s as hard as it sounds, but Tommy’s always been a scrappy motherfucker, so he eels his way out in a couple of seconds and manages to punch the guy in his face, sending his head snapping backwards.

That only serves to piss him off, though, and he hits Tommy back, harder than really necessary, and Tommy grunts, hand flying up to his mouth.

His fingers come back bloody. He stares at them for a second, but it’s enough of a distraction for the guy to be able to knock him to the ground, and then they’re rolling around like a couple of kids in grade school, having a fight on the playground.

He’s on the bottom, but he’s punching the guy in the neck repeatedly when the guy gets yanked off of him, and he’s left blinking up into the sun. He rolls over and sees the guy getting pounded by Neil – and yeah, Neil definitely doesn’t want to be yelled at later.

He’s just sitting up when Adam falls to his knees beside him and yanks him into a brutal hug, clutching Tommy as tight as physically possible. Tommy loses sight of everything but the material of Adam’s shirt and by the time he gets free, Neil’s been pulled off the guy by Sasha – and he really doesn’t know where she came from – and the security guards have finally caught up.

It’s a little surreal. Adam’s talking to him, but he can barely hear anything over the pounding of blood in his ears.

So maybe he’s a little more affected by this than he thought he was.

Adam grabs his face between his hands, forcing Tommy to look at him, and all the sound comes crashing back in. The guy’s spitting curses at the security guards, Sasha’s giving Neil a verbal smackdown for punching the shit out of the guy, and there’s the sound of sirens wailing in the distance.

“Are you okay?” Adam’s asking, and Tommy blinks at him. He’s got blood on his jaw – probably Tommy’s, so Tommy reaches up and tries to wipe it off.

“They wanted to put me in the van,” Tommy says finally, wiping his hand on his jeans. He only made the blood smear, and now Adam’s jaw is all red.

“I know,” Adam says, wiping at Tommy’s mouth with his shirt sleeve. Tommy lets him, tucking his fingers into Adam’s belt loops. Let them try to take him away now.


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