"Why is there a twink in my bed?" "Oh, that's your present."

Brenn started to stand up, when he took a look at Sebastian, Is it worth it?. . .Uhm, yeah. I mean. He just stood there awkwardly trying to think through his thoughts and figure ou what to say, "Uhm, okay thank you." He said as he started to walk to the bathroom, Should I go through with this? I want too, I can't stand people thinking of me as a pet any longer. . . He entered the bathroom and took a good look at himself in the mirror, and he saw the necklace. He grabbed at it tearing it off his neck, "I'm done with this." He mumbled and exited the bathroom, leaving the necklace on the counter of the sink. Brenn checked the hallway before he headed to the exit making sure that no one could see him, then rushed out the backdoor into the alleyway behind.

Brenn ran through the back alleys and toward the one safe space he could ever think of. His old apartment. In retrospect he should have known that it was a dumb idea, but that was only place he could think of, and he could probably just get out as quickly as possible. He ran up the flights of stairs to his room and grabbed for the key he kept hidden under his mat. He fumbled a bit as he unlocked the door, and the second the door was open he closed it behind him, locking it tightly and then began to push things up against the door trying to barricade the door. Then making sure things were okay he quickly changed trying to make himself look as different as possible. He grabbed a backpack and stuffed random things into it, then climbed out of the fire escape, unsure of what to do now.

Brenn's eyes widened as he looked down at the ground, realizing that there weren't any other options. Well, he could fall to his death, but that was kind of chancy, they could always stop the impact. The only way out that would probably work the best for him would have to be surrender, and that's what he did. He sighed, knowing that he was caught, and his shoulders slumped forward, now looking down at his feet, "I. . .I." He mumbled quietly, feeling the woman grab him by his arm and pull him into the building. Once back inside his apartment he saw more people all with angry or even pleased faces staring down at him. Oh dear god. . .I shouldn't have run. . .

Brenn glared down at the ground, not wanting to listen to this woman, or have to deal with this at the moment. Even though he knew that he had brought himself into this situation. I'm and idiot. . ._He thought sadly, _I just wanted my freedom, is that too much to ask for? I don't want to be some rich boy's pet? I wanted to be back home, not with his man. When the woman speak to him again, he glared over at her, "Hhmph, funny." He said, under his breath, not even caring at the moment of the consequences. Just go through this, and thing'll be okay. Sebastian won't let them hurt you too much.

The ride back to the car was very tense. Well, at least it felt that way for Brenn, the other people in the front were speaking of ways that Sebastian might decide to kill him, or ways of torture at least. Each time that the people would speak a chill would go down his spine and he would hope that Sebastian would understand. like how they had spoken about earlier. But when he was forced back into the apartment, his hopes were crushed. He saw Sebastion looking like his normal self. But he could tell that things weren't the same, things wouldn't be the same from this moment one. But he still tried to make it seem that things were alright. When Sebastian grabbed his arm he winced and tried to pull away from him, "Owww, Sebastian, stop." He mumbled trying to pull his arm away from him.

((Hey just saying, to know that like Sebastian could do whatever he wants with Brenn, I really don't mind))

Brenn glared up at him, trying to act as though he wasn't scared, that he wasn't terrified. "Yes. . ." He said softly, not at first believing himself, "It was." Brenn knew that that wasn't the right answer, or at least the answer Sebastian wanted, but he didn't care, he didn't care how much he angered Sebastian at the moment. "Let me go." He muttered, his voice full of anger, "I'm not some toy, I have a life too." Brenn said struggling against Sebastian's grip, "This isn't right, you can't control me like this." This isn't right, he can't do this to me? Can he? He glanced around, not seeing anyone else, now realizing how bad of a position he had put himself in.

(He completely did))

Brenn winced and tried to pull himself away from Sebastian, he know realized how furious Sebastian was, Oh god. . . He thought as he tried to stand up, but it was no use, he knew that he had been a fool, thinking that he could escape. When Sebastion brought him back into his room, pointing at Moose, a tear slipped down his cheek. This isn't right though, t-this i-is my life. . . He hadn't wanted to start crying, but he was in pain, and ashamed, now realizing how serious this was. "n-no. . .stop. . ." He whimpered, trying to pull away, "This isn't right at all." But the slam to the wall had been a bit too much, and he began to feel dizzy.

Brenn whimpered as he hit the ground, "P-please-please stop. . ." He shuddered in pain, trying to push Sebastian away. "I-I'm sorry. . ." He said quietly, tears forming in his eyes. Brenn took a gasp of air, trying to speak, "I-I. . .I w-wanted my freedom." Brenn shuddered again, wishing he hadn't run away, and just wishing that this would all end soon. But, he knew that this was only the beginning, he could die at this moment by the hands of this man, or he might survive to a degree. Brenn pushed himself up to look up at the man, "I. . .i-it was, I-I I. . .w-was ungrateful, I-I w-wanted m-my home. . ." He figured that if he began to say what Sebastian wanted himself to say and to respond in the way he would like, things might go better for him, "I-I'm s-sorry. . ." He mumbled again, his fear now showing in his eyes.

Brenn whimpered a little bit, now completely terrified of the other man, and willing to do whatever it would take to make this pain end. But there wasn't anything to do except be forced to stare into the cold eyes of what was now his actual owner. Before it had seemed to be just a title, just something to appease Sebastian's friends, but now it seemed as though that was the way it was going to be, no matter who was around. He managed to say a quiet, "Yes sir." before he tried to move away again, he wasn't liking the feeling of this man's hands on him, but he knew that this probably wasn't going to be the end of this, There is probably going to be more coming. . . Brenn thought with a shudder, All I wanted was to go back home? Is that all that bad? Yet, he could somewhat see it from the other man's perspective, He was probably afraid that I'd turn him in, but I wouldn't. He treated me well, I just wanted to go back to my old life. But, if he knew that, why did he want to get me back? It's not like I'm worth much to him or anything. I'm really not worth much to anyone, but still he's angry that I left. . .Why?

Brenn nodded quickly, not speaking and stayed still, now looking down instead of up at Sebastian. Just obey him, that'll get him to calm down and hopefully he'll leave you alone. It'd be more fun for him to try and put you in your place, so maybe doing what he wants will please him or bore him. A shiver of fear went down his spine, he wasn't sure what the man would want with him, and just the fear of what it could possibly be scared him. He's seen a lot, and he knows a lot, so it could be anything. . .I don't want anything though, I just . . .just. He couldn't think straight though. He felt the other man pulling him to be looking at him again, and he nearly yelped feeling Sebastian pulling roughly at his hair.

Brenn tried to look away from the other man, feeling a bit uncomfortable with having the man study him like that. He just didn't like the look of in the man's eyes or the feeling, he knew that something was different in his gaze, something hadn't been there before, and he didn't like it. . .at all. As he pulled up to his feet he mumbled a few yes sirs to what Sebastian was saying, a feeling of helplessness washing over him, he had hoped that he could possibly get away from this life, but it seemed like it wasn't meant to be, this was where he was stuck at the moment, no matter how much he hated the idea of it.

"N-no. . .p-please." Brenn pleaded quietly, but it didn't seem to phase the other boy, either that or he could care less about what he had to say. "I may belong to you, but I won't wear a collar, that's too far." He said under his breath, just loud enough for Sebastian could hear it. But again, it seemed as though the other man wasn't going to listen to him, and Brenn didn't want to be beaten again like how he had been earlier. He was a stubborn boy, but he wasn't a fool..

When Brenn saw the shackle he began to panic, N-no, no, no no no no no no no noo no n-no. He normally hated to show his fear, or how scared he was, but this, this was going too far, he just couldn't deal with this. This brought back all those repressed memories, the reasons why he hated to be touched, the reasons he hated to get too close to anyone, the reasons why he felt like he couldn't trust anyone. All of the emotions going through him and all those memories swirling through his head caused Brenn to nearly lose it. Tears began to stream down his cheeks and he struggled against Sebastian's grip again, "P-please. . .don't, please. . .I-I won't ever leave, again. . .I-I anything, except that, p-please. . ." His words were barely making sense to him, but he continued to plead with the man hoping that Sebastian might stop his actions, and maybe just go a bit easier on him, or just not use that as a collar at all.