When Anthony first walked in his room he knew something wasn’t right. He looked around but found nothing. What was hiding in his room? “Hello anthony” when Anthony turned around he saw a man. He was tall and handsome. He had blue eyes that Anthony admired.

“Who are you? And why are you in my room?” As the man walked towards Anthony he backed away.

“Oh. Sorry. I’m Ian bareback.” Anthony’s eyes widened. He knew exactly who that was. “ oh. You Hurd of me?” Anthony kept quiet. “Well you’ve got to say somethin” Anthony shook his head.

“How do you know me?” Ian smirked.

“Why everyone knows you. Your Anthony Sanchez. Soon to be mr. bareback.” Anthony backed away again.

“What do you mean soon to be?” Ian chuckled.

“Why we’re getting married of course. What you didn’t get the information I sent you?”

“No my phone died.” Anthony said sarcastically. Ian laughed.

“Funny. Your very funny. Well there’s nothing left but to fill you in. Since you know who I am then I’ll just tell you the rest.” But who was this man really? Was he who they say he is. Cold, black hearted, mafia king? Or was he a nice, normal man? “Well I’ve chosen you to be my next husband.” Anthony chuckled.

“You’ve chosen me? You’ve chosen me?! I’ve chosen you to get the hell out of my house you selfish bastard.” Ian’s smile disappeared.

“Well I don’t think you understand. I’ve chosen you. Your really lucky that I even stepped foot in you house and let you live.” Anthony laughed.

“Get out.” Ian was confused. “I said get out!” He was shouting. Why was he telling him to get out. He should be happy he was still alive. Was he testing his patience or.

“You don’t get it do you. Either you do what I say or I make you.” Anthony walked out his room hoping Ian would follow. As he reached the door Ian was right behind him. When he opened the door he said

“Get out.” Anthony was tired. He had no strength to do anything at the moment. As Ian walked out the door he said “don’t come back.”

The next day Anthony went back to his school. He worked there as a math teacher. When he stepped in his classroom his students started to quiet down. “Hello students. Today we will be working on our project. You guys know what your doing so get in you groups and get started. Ok?”

“Ok.” The class said in unison. Once everyone got to there seats two students walked up to Anthony.

“Mr. Sanchez we wanted to ask you a question.”

“Yes lady’s?”

“Well we wanted to know who you were gong to take to the dance this year?” Anthony was surprised by the question. He was the most Hansom teacher in the school. But he had no idea his students would attempt to ask him out.

“Well lady’s I...”

“Woah lady’s. That ones mine.” When Anthony turned around he was surprised to see Ian.

“I’m sorry mr. we had no idea...”

“It’s ok lady’s.” Anthony instructed the lady’s to go to there seats and walked outside with Ian.

“What is your problem? I thought I told you to leave me alone.”

“No. You kicked me out your house and for that. I forgive you.” Anthony smirked.

“Forgive me? Forgive me. I forgive you for making my students think I’m gay.” Anthony walked to the door and turned around. “Leave me alone. And stay away from me.” When Anthony walked in his classroom is was completely quiet. “Ok class. Let’s get back to work.” As the class went back to work Anthony took a sip of his water. When Anthony got back home someone was in his bedroom bathroom. “Who’s there.” No one said a word. “I said who’s in there.” When Ian walked out the bathroom Anthony wasn’t surprised this time. “Of course it’s you. Why do you keep coming in my house.”

“Well I have the keys.” Anthony was getting mad. “ listen like last time I said I chose you to be my husband.”

“What if I don’t accept?” No one had ever unaccepted his offerings.

“Well, I’ll have to force you.” Anthony had never been scared of a man before. He had a plan. He needed to leave the state.

“Give me two weeks. I’ll come willingly.” Ian thought nothing of it.

“Ok.” The next day Anthony started planning. First he got his passport. Second he packed all his clothes. On Friday he knew he had to say goodbye to his students. All of them. When he made it to the school he was sad. Sad that this man was pushing him to the point were he had to leave. “Well class. I really don’t want to leave. But I’m here to say goodbye. I want you to be nice to you teachers. Listen. That goes for you Eliot.” Eliot was close with Anthony.

“Why you gotta leave huh?” Anthony could see he was about to cry. “Why you gotta leave me?” When Anthony walked out the classroom Anthony let him. When Anthony finished packing his stuff and loading it in his car. When he got home he sat on his bed when he heard his front door fall down. Three tall men came inside.

“Thought you could leave huh?” Behind the men Ian came. “Grab him. And put his stuff in the truck. He’ll be staying with us from now on.” As the men walked up to him Anthony started to yell.

“No. Please. Leave me alone. I just want to be left alone. Please.” Ian ignored him and walked out the room. The next thing he knew he was knocked out.