Your Pic's, But Your Mine.

Alex looked at him with a sigh.
"Liar." He decided not to push him anymore about it though.

"I don't." Chase said firmly. "Now... the damn cops wanna question me. I don't feel like talking about it but I gotta. You can go home... or you can wait here..."

Alex paused.
"Umm....I have to stay here..."
All his things were not at home...he had left like he said he would.

"Okay babe. I don't wanna make you stay but thanks." Chase nodded as one of the investigators working on Chase's "case" walked in.
"Mr. Campbell, I need you to come with me."
Chase groaned, kissed Alex's forehead and followed the man.

Alex sat down, chewing his lip. He didn't like this place, they seemed very scary to him. He looked at his phone.
Not even a minute had gone by...

The man had Chase describe the man who had assaulted him. They made him describe, in detail, everything the man had done and what he said. Chase was once again crying by the time they finished. Then they asked Alex to come in to recall how it had started, with the comments on their web video. Chase cursed, covering his face and trying to stop the tears before Alex saw.

But Alex saw, he sat down and tugged Chase into his arms and kissed his forehead.
"Poor baby...."
He didnt wanna do this...He wanted to go home and take care od his lover, make the tears stop...

"Stop." Chase muttered, nudging him away gently and roughly wiping his eyes.
The man turned to Alex.
"Sir, I'm aware that the Chase and his rapist's conversation started through you two's webshow? That right?" He raised an eyebrow.

Alex nodded, sighing softly but looking at Chase and popping the back of his head.
"You stop it right damn now! Imma hold you and your going to like it Chase!"

"Hush Alex." Chase grumbled, sliding down in his seat.

Alex hissed and crossed his arms.
"Your an asshole, I just wanted to help."

"If you want to help, pretend I'm not crying." Chase sighed.

Alex looked away from him. That stung but he did as he was told, completely ignoring him while he answered questions.

Chae sighed over at him.
"So, Alex did you do anything to instigate this attack on your boyfriend?" The man questioned.

"H-Huh? What do you mean?" The man stuttered, his eyes wide as he thought.
He hadnt done anything...

"Well its apparent that you weren't fond of this man for flirting with Chase. I've heard you two were arguing? Did you ever think that the man assaulted Chase to upset you?"

"No....I mean......" He would never forgive himself....He had gotten his lover so hurt....

"It isn't Alex's fault." Chase snapped.
"Mr. Campbell... it very well may be."
"Is not." Chase repeated.

Alex put a hand to his face and shook his head.
"Wh-What if....."

"Baby, it isn't. Don't you listen to him." Chase said softly, kissing his temple.
"With all due respect Mr. Mckee, this man wanted Chase and he was getting under your skin by flirting with him. What better way to anger you than by taking what was yours? Hurting and raping YOUR lover?"
Chase glared.

Alex stared, blinking as his heart broke bit by bit.
'O-Oh god....O-Oh god.....Oh...."

"Alex, stop listening to him.... he's bullshitting... he doesnt know what the fuck he's takling about." Chase hissed.

'H-He is right! Its all my fault!!" Alex put his face in his hands, how could he do that to Chase?

"Alex baby, no it isn't.... no..." Chase shook his head furiously.

"I need to go to the bath room." He stood up and ran off to the bathroom, locking the door to his stall.

"See what you did?" Chase snapped, running after him.