Dustin sat there looked at his arm. The diagonal cut fascinated him the most. Normally he cut in straight lines. He only in his greatest anguish cut in diagonals. He wasn't aware he had been followed. He just sat there with his arm dangling on the water. Just letting it float there. He left the knife where he had put it. His mind having flashbacks about the type of beatings his father would put him through. That guys beating had felt like when his dad took a metal pipe to him. He shook his head and cried a bit more. His breathing beginning to even out but he was riddled with bruises that were already forming. The bruise on his face didn't take away from the sexiness or beauty. He sported a bruise and looked hot still. Not like a battered lamb.<br/><br/>Hiyo smirked and smacked the vampire on the back of the head. "Pull yourself together." He growled at him. He shoved him out of the way. "Demeon go to that side." He smirked at Rykar. "You are coming with us." He kicked the door shut and slammed his fist into Rykar's face. "Come on vampire...we're gonna play real nice." He said with a smirk. Demeon had a heavy piece of wood behind his back. Waiting for the right moment to smash it down on Rykar's head. Waiting for Hiyo's orders. Hiyo moved all boxer style and raised his ducks. "Come on vampy boy...lets dance." He said tauntingly.