Chapter 5

Another successful day had gone by. Henko said his goodbyes to girls after locking the doors and heading out. Several weeks had passed since the man had told him about the Mafia forcing employers to pay protection fees. He hadn't heard anything around these parts but that doesn't mean anything. He kept his eyes and ears open for anything that could happen. Henko walked over to the convenience store to get some food so he would have something to eat. When he walked in, he noticed a man staring at him. Henko was unsure of whether the man was just staring at his outfit, or if he just caught his attention somehow. No matter what, he had to watch it. The man's eyes never moved off Henko's movement. His eyes followed him to the cashier and even outside the store.

Walking the direction towards his home, he could feel that someone was behind him. He didn't want to turn around to see. Many gay bashing have happened around these areas and he didn't want to be part of that at all. Henko quickened his pace and turned corners. The feeling of someone following him was still there. He wanted to run so badly. Suddenly, he was caught. He felt his body being pushed backwards and up against a wall. The man pushed his body against Henko's and he could feel something sharp touching his neck.

"I've been watching you." The man breathed heavily. "You look like you want to be fucked. I can tell. You want me as much as I want you."

"Please…." Henko could feel tears form in his eyes. This man smelled like alcohol, so he knew the man was not sane. What would make things worse was if the man decided to feel up Henko, he would find a surprise and not a good one. Henko didn't want to be in such a situation, and it's three in the morning. There was no one around. No one would save him. If he was a woman, he knew it would just be a rape, but since he's a man, it would turn into his death. Henko could hear the man sniffing at Henko's body and grabbing his chest.

"You smell so good." The man licked Henko's face, taking off some of his makeup. "I wonder, are you a virgin? Will I be your first man?" The man's hand started to slide down Henko's body. He touched Henko's stomach and the side of his leg. Henko could hear the man's heaving breathing and could feel the man's hard on through his pants.

"Wh…. whatever you want…. I will give it to you….so please…. I have money…." Henko spoke to the man between chokes in his voice. Tears had already started to fall from his eyes. He would do anything; he just didn't want to die.

"I don't want that." He brought his face closer to Henko's ear. "I don't want anything from you." The man began to chuckle. "I want to be inside you." Henko closed his eyes. The man was not letting up, and with the sharp object to his throat he couldn't get away. The man brought his hands between Henko's legs. He knew right then; it was now over. A sound of clicking was heard. The man stopped his hand moment. Henko opened his eyes slowly to see what the sound was. There was a gun against the man's head. Henko looked at the person that possessed the item and his eyes went wide.

"What the fuck do you think you are doing?" The deep voice asked the man.

"I…. I…" The man stuttered.

"If you don't want to die, then drop the knife and back off of this woman." Henko saw the man grin.

"I can cut this bitch's throat right now." The man pushed the knife harder on Henko's throat making a small slit and blood started to dribble down.

"You don't think I can shoot my gun off splattering your brains all over the place faster than you can move your hand?" Henko could feel the sharp item slowly release off his neck. The gun that was pressed against the man's head did not move. "Back the fuck up." The man did what the other asked. Henko stayed where he was not sure what to do. He kept his eyes on his attacker making sure that he wouldn't try anything. "Now listen closely. If I ever see your fucking face again, I would not spare you like I am now. Now get the fuck out of my site." The attacker did just what the man said. He stumbled over himself as he ran away. Henko looked back over at his savor. It was the same man he had ran into before. He watched the man as he put the safety set on the gun before returning it to his holster under his jacket. Henko couldn't help but keep his eyes on the man. "Miss, are you Oka-." Before he could finish his sentence, Henko ran into the man's arm crying.

"I was so scared." Henko cried. He felt the man bring his arms around the small body and hold him in his embrace. Henko couldn't help but rest on the man's chest. He could hear the man's heartbeat and felt relaxed. He didn't want to leave the arms that were holding him. Several moments passed and Henko finally calmed down. The man pulled Henko away from him to look into the man's eyes. Henko's makeup was completely ruined by his tears.

"You look terrible." The man chuckled as he rubbed the tears from Henko's face. Even though the man looks scary as hell, he was so gentle. "Are you okay?" The man asked. Henko nodded. Henko didn't want to let the man go, and he believed the man may not have minded. After a while, Henko finally moved a little bit away from the man and tried to smile.

"I want to thank you for saving me." The man reached over and touched Henko's neck where the blade had cut him. He couldn't help holding his breath as the man touched him