Taken and Miserable
"Zhe hell you cry to Andy? He doesn’t want you, why you can’t just accept it?!"
Yeah. The cold truth. Which came from someone, Robin didn’t need to hear it from. Robin had been on his way back to the base, he had went to buy more booze for himself, when someone had kidnapped him.
And it turned out, that someone, was this one BLU spy, his ‘best friend’ had been seeing. André.
He had heard from somewhere about Andy’s and Robin’s little fight couple days ago, when Robin told his feelings for Andy. And of course, this jealous and possessive bastard had thought that it needed to stop. He needed to stop it.
So he had kidnapped Robin. Very wise move. But at least he got Robin to understand and believe he had even less chances he had thought. And considering he already knew he had zero chances, André was doing a great job.
So André had kept Robin probably one day or less and some of the time Robin had been fainted. He was bleeding. Badly. His right arm didn’t move. His face, clothes, hair.. All covered in dirt and blood. He had almost zero energy left but he had to keep going. He had to get away.
So how did he get out? Well, André sort of let him. Said he was free to go but if he ever even looked at Andy like he was in love, André would come and kill him. Very nice.
Robin had been walking maybe one hour already. He was so tired. His other eyes had swollen and he couldn’t even keep it open. His legs had wanted to stop walking soo long ago, but Robin made them keep going. Shit.
He was near the base, he felt it, he saw some familiar trees and other stuff. When his legs just decided this was it. Robin leaned on the nearest tree with his hand, coughing blood, soon falling on his knees. Only if someone found him..