Cauã had finally gotten what he wanted, but at what cost? He couldn't answer that yet, because he had no idea of the consequences his actions would have on his life.
He was sitting in a chair with water-green upholstery, contemplating the landscape in front of him. He was on the balcony of a hovel in the middle of nowhere, to be precise, in the middle of the desert, if you could call the dunes in the north of Bestemming that.
"I'm sure that idiot wouldn't have found them there," he thought, gloating over Benjamin, except that Cauã had completely forgotten that B. wasn't acting alone, the truth was that he didn't know that Antony, his Step had gone over to the side of the good guys, if you could call Alan and his friends that.
Cauã got up and went into the hut to check on his beloved Alan, he really did take good care of Alan 'Only he didn't!"
Alan's hands were tied behind his back, he was lying on his side in a fetal position on a mattress that had never seen sunlight in years, the stench of mold and mothballs permeated the room.
-Alan, awake, but pretending to sleep, not moving a muscle, not wanting Cauã to see that he was awake.
The truth was that he was afraid of what his ex-husband's monster might do to him, which was why he was pretending to be asleep, among other things.
The teacher didn't know how he had ended up there, but he was sure he had been doped, there was no other explanation, his brain was working at full throttle, he was trying his best to understand why Cauã had kidnapped him, but nothing was coming to mind.
- Time to wake up - Cauã said as soon as he entered the room where Alan was being held. - Come on, my love, I haven't got all day.
Alan was petrified when he heard his ex's voice, he didn't want to wake up, or at least stop pretending to be asleep, the panic of being so close to this son of a bitch was taking over his being in a way that he couldn't describe at all.
Cauã approached where Alan was lying, and the teacher's body gave him away with a slight tremor. Realizing that his lover was pretending to sleep, the madman, who claimed to be normal, grabbed Alan's hair with his left hand.
- STOP PRETENDING TO SLEEP, YOUR HUSBAND NEEDS YOU.
Cauã said, rubbing his body against Alan's, which caused an almost uncontrollable urge to vomit.
- Let me go, Cauã - Alan whispered, afraid of the reaction he would cause in his kidnapper.
- Do you really think I'm going to let you go? - Cauã said in Alan's ear, which made him feel more like vomiting, the truth was that Alan couldn't stand his ex-husband any longer, he didn't know how he was going to get out of the situation, but he certainly needed to get out of there urgently.
- Do you really think I'll let you go - Cauã said, running his right hand over Alan's face, while his left hand was still holding his hair.
- I think...
- How naïve you are, Alan - Cauã said with anger in his voice. - Pay attention to what I'm about to tell you, I'm never going to let you go, because you belong to me Alan Martins, you're mine and nobody else's.
As soon as Cauã said this, the tears that the teacher had managed to hold back for the moment came down, running down his face, wiping away the black dirt that had accumulated on his cheeks.
Alan didn't know what would become of him, because clearly Cauã was going to rape him. How would he get rid of his kidnapper? I don't even know, to tell you the truth, there are times when even Fate itself doesn't know the choices people would make in a moment of desperation, it's true that not everyone makes the right choice, but Alan didn't make the wrong one, there really are events that no one can change, and this was one of them.
- I'm going to make you remember me for the rest of your life - Cauã said, pulling off his shirt and then his pants. - I'm going to take you, I'm going to make you mine for the rest of your life.
- No... No...
That's what Alan kept repeating over and over again, with desperation running high, trying to get up at all costs, he needed to get out of that place now.
"PLEASE, FATE, DON'T LET THIS HAPPEN..." Alan was screaming in his mind, begging Fate to do something, this couldn't be happening to him, not to him...
He curled up tighter, his cries could be heard even outside the hut, Alan didn't know if it was day or night, but he prayed that someone would hear him and help him.
- Alan, where are you?