[A/N - Slight mature content of Abhiyank ahead. Read at your own risk. If you wanna skip then I have mentioned where it ends]

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PRESENT

"This body is mine, you are mine. No matter what happens just remember you will always be mine."

"Aah aah abhi, yours mmh only yours,"

Abhishek smirked increasing his pace seeing how Mayank was falling apart in his arms.

"Louder sweetie, louder. I want to hear whom you belong to?" Abhishek smacked his thighs thrusting hardly inside Mayank.

Mayank whimpered scratching onto Abhishek's shoulder blades. He leaned his head back onto the wall. Good thing he was trapped between Abhishek and the wall otherwise with the way his legs felt jelly he was surely going to fall.

"Who do you belong to?" Abhishek growled again slamming onto Mayank directly hitting his prostate with each thrust.

"Aaah you, I belong to you." Mayank screamed his orgasm hitting him like a truck.

"Not so fast babe, I am not letting you cum so easily."

"Nngh please Abhi, please let me c—"

[End of mature content]

"MAYANK" A sudden voice jolted both the guys and they turned around only to find Mr Markande and Mr Tendulkar standing by the door.

Mayank's breathe hitched as he saw his father giving him the venomous look. A sudden wave of guilt and embarrassment crept to him as he realized what was he doing.

It was his engagement and here he was getting fucked by someone else on the wall.

He slowly pulled away from Abhishek standing on his own while pulling up his pants to cover his body.

He winced as his legs wobbled, Abhishek helped him to stand up but Mayank stepped back not wanting to be near him at this moment. Abhishek looked at him.

"Dad I—"

"DO YOU HAVE ANY FUCKING IDEA WHAT YOU WERE DOING?" His dad growled.

"I-I can explain-"

"Explain what? That you were too much of a whore? So you couldn't even keep it in your pants on your engagement day?" Sachin Tendulkar scoffed.

"Mr Tendulkar refrain from using any slur on Mayank," Abhishek said pulling Mayank behind him.

"Mr Sharma please I want to talk with my son alone." His dad sighed not wanting to anger Abhishek.

He was Abhishek Sharma after all.

"Whatever you want to talk about, I will be right here. After all we both were a part of this," Abhishek glared back at Mr Tendulkar who were swearing profanities in his mind.

"Mayank tell Mr Sharma to go out," Mr Tendulkar spoke.

"Please Abhishe—"

"No sweetie, I won't leave and that's final." Abhishek said squeezing his hand.

"Mr Markande a second," Sachin Tendulkar said pulling him aside.

Mayank scowled looking at Abhishek in fear.

"Shh don't worry, everything will be fine." Abhishek whispered cradling Mayank's face in his hand.

Oh how much Mayank wanted everything to be actually fine.

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FLASHBACK

"Shubman"

Shubman looked back at his sister.

"Dii you are here alr—"

His sister slapped Shubman across his face.

"What the heck were you doing?" She glared at her brother.

"I-I-I...I love him dii," Shubman muttered looking down.

"This was love? You were clearly assaulting the guy and he looked so small...what was his age huh? 11 or 12?" She scoffed.

"He is 13 dii and it's not what it looks like. He loves me too—"

"Shubman the boy ran away while crying. I saw how you were holding him back roughly. Is it what the orphanage made you? A bully?"

"No dii, I am not a bully. I didn't bullied anyone."

"Yo—" She stopped as the cab driver honked.

"Come lets go first, we will talk about it when we get to our new home." She sighed picking up his bags.

"Dii let me go to Ishan first, I want to make sure he is fine."

"Should have thought about that before young lad, I don't have much time so don't trouble me and let's go." Shahneel said going towards the gate and signing the formalities.

Shubman followed her and pouted.

"Please dii just one second. I won't take long please please please,"

"Argh leave me and get inside the cab Shubman."

"No I won't, till you let me meet Ish."

"Okay wait, guard bhaiya can you please bring the child my brother wants to bid goodbye to. Just for two minutes," Shahneel sighed looking at the guy who was playing game on his phone rather than doing his duty.

"Sure," The guard shrugged going inside to bring Ishan.

Shahneel went to put all the bags Shubman was having till then on the backseat.

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"Shubman it's been 15 minutes and Ishan refused to come. We are getting late please understand." Shahneel said pulling her brother by his arm.

Shubman let his sister drag him to the cab.

"I just want him to love me dii," Shubman muttered.

"Give him time, we will come here some other time then you can talk with him." She patted his head as the cab started.

Shubman nodded his head looking out at the window.

"Okay now tell me how are you? How was the orphanage? And especially the deal with this Ishan? It will take us hours to get to mumbai anyway so I want all the details."

"Mumbai?!"

"Yeah Shub, I got a job in mumbai so we will be living there from now on."

"That's amazing dii, are you comfortable living there? Is the neighborhood there good? Please tell me we don't have another neighbor like Chatterjee uncle." Shubman winced.

"No no, this time we got really well neighborhood in Mumbai, Mr and Mrs Sharma are the best neighbors. Infact they have a son around your age,Abhishek, who is doing homeschooling. I asked their help so now you can also be homeschooled. You had to leave 5th class in midway right? They assured me you will be able to clear till 12th within 3-4 years only." She hummed.

Shubman nodded his head.

"Isn't homeschooling expensive though?"

"Don't worry about the money Shub, I have saved enough money for your studies when I came back from juvenile. Finding a job was tough at first but then I got a decent job. And I am getting discount on the homeschooling all because of Mr and Mrs Sharma. They are really angels." She grinned.

Shubman hugged his sister who patted his head.

"Okay now tell me everything about your orphanage. I still haven't forgotten about you forcing Ishan. Is that what I taught you?" She asked.

"It's not like that dii, let me tell you from the starting. It all happened when..."

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"Aaye haaye Chikni Chameli aur ache se karna." All the boys laughed circling around Ishan who burst into tears.

[Oh ho Chikni Chameli, do it properly]

"Aree aree look the whore has started crying," Pratik snorted pulling Ishan by his hair and pushed him onto the bed.

Ishan cried trying to run away only for everyone to hoard around him.

One of the boy saw Ishan and Shubman kissing and told everyone. So everyone started bullying him the moment he came back.

"Ishan Kishan," A guard walked inside the room.  Everyone quickly backed away going to their own beds.

Ishan looked at the guard.

"Shubman wants to meet you before going. Come," The guard said walking towards Ishan.

"Yeah go slut, go and satisfy your master." Pratik whispered to Ishan.

Ishan sniffled looking around, everyone were looking at him tauntingly after listening to what the guard said.

"NO, I DONT WANNA MEET HIM" Ishan screamed running towards the bathroom.

The guard was confused at his sudden outburst but followed Ishan. Ishan didn't opened the door and stood locked up inside the bathroom.

The guard tried for two minutes before walking out and telling Shubman and Shahneel that Ishan isn't coming.

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"Come out slut, till when are you going to hide in there?" Pratik snickered banging onto the stall Ishan was in.

With the constant banging for 5-6 minutes Ishan had no option but to come out.

Just when he came out he was being pulled by his collar outside. Ishan groaned pushing Pratik aside only to get a slap by another guy.

Ishan stared at everyone coming to him. He tried to run away by pushing a few children aside only to be tackled by others.

They were too many. Ishan was alone. They gagged his mouth with cloth and started beating him.

Ishan tried to scream but the cloth stuffed into his mouth didn't let him. Many kicks to his face and stomach along with numerous punches had him crying on the floor.

"This is what whore like you deserve. Be prepared, you are going to get this treatment everyday faggot." Naman snickered spitting on Ishan.

"Come on bitch get up," Pratik smirked pulling out the cloth and made Ishan stood up who winced in pain.

"What's happening here?" Miss came inside, all the children quickly pulled back.

"Miss Ishan was bullying Chintu, he even tried to beat him so we all helped Chintu." Pratik said and everyone nodded their head in unison.

"No miss I w—"

"Yes miss, Ishan even tried to kick me hardly." Chintu,the 8 years old lad, pouted showing crocodile tears.

"Oh my baby, come here." She cooed pulling the child in her arms. She cradled him and glared at Ishan.

"I didn't expected this behavior from you Ishan. No dinner for you and you will have to clean all the toilets of second wing before going to sleep." She said before walking out with Chintu in her arms.

"They all are lying miss," Ishan cried out but she didn't heard him.

"Aww look look now you are a bully too." Naman snickered.

"I hate you! I hate you all," Ishan spat before going to his bed. He winced as his whole body hurt.

They all were treating him so bad only because of Shubman.

Shubman told him it was just what people do when they are in love, then why is everyone calling him slut, whore and faggot.

Ishan didn't knew the meaning but he knows it must be a bad word. That's why everyone is bullying him and beating him.

And Ishan can't even do anything but suffer, suffer only because of Shubman.

Ishan didn't knew till when he will have to suffer.

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The suffering continued. Everyone made fun of him, didn't let him eat, didn't let him even bath in peace.

The following week whenever he will go to the bathroom to bath, the trio, the three elites, Pratik Naman and Advik, they just jumped through the other stall to Ishan's.

They always touched him, beat him and did what not. Telling him he was a faggot and deserved it.

Pushing his face in the bucket till Ishan was out of breathe was still manageable but one day, they drowned him in the lake.

Ishan tried so hard to come up but the trio held him, didn't let him out. Ishan screamed, cried, choking on the water, even wailed his limbs but they didn't let him out.

When Ishan felt he was losing consciousness he was pulled out by a few guards.

The trio immediately telling them that Ishan tried to drown Advik. And everyone believed.

Ofcourse why won't they believe it? Since the whole week they have been faking Ishan's complaints to the guards and warden about him bullying everyone.

For the elders, Ishan had became a bully. So they just pulled Ishan inside giving him another punishment not even noticing his state, he was almost drowned to death. Yet nobody pitied on him. For them Ishan was a bully causing all the ruckus and for the children, Ishan was a sin who deserved all this.

And the next day he was chased by the three bull dogs in the backyard, the guards did came on time helping him but again gave him a punishment afterwards  thinking it was Ishan himself who pulled the dogs out of their shelter for fun.

No matter how much Ishan tried to tell them the truth, the elders didn't listened because almost the whole orphanage were against him.

And the elders just thought Ishan is becoming naughty because his best friend left him.

Only if they know what was the boy actually suffering from.

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All hell broke loose in the 5th day, it had been 5 days since the bullying, the worst came when Pratik, Advik and Naman pulled a sleeping Ishan out in the grass shed of the bodyguard. The bodyguard was currently at the backdoor, sleeping soundly.

They all put Ishan in the middle and then set the dry grass on fire from all sides.

Pratik and Naman high five each other when they left the sleeping boy in the middle. Advik grinned hugging his two friends when they all walked away from there.

Ishan woke up when  a ladder fell straight to his body. He hissed rubbing his eyes thinking it was again Pratik but had shrieked loudly when his eyes looked around.

Fire. Fire was everywhere. There was just a table beside him having a few things on top of it, probably the guard's belongings and a ladder which hadn't caught fire till now.

Ishan looked around screaming for help. Nobody listened. His eyes moistened as he didn't lose hope.

He quickly took the guard's wallet in his pocket and threw everything aside. With great difficulty he put the small ladder on top of the table. If he tried he could climb off the wall. But it would take him out of the orphanage and to the woods beside it.

But Ishan would rather leave the orphanage than die here.

But again a problem, if he couldn't maintain his balance he will fall straight to the fire.

"Don't think about it, I can do it." Ishan mumbled to himself trying to balance the ladder on the table.

He can do it. Yes he can. Just a bit more. And just one more step.

Finally Ishan climbed off the wall. The jump was a bit difficult so he fell to the ground wincing. But he was out. He was saved.

Ishan sighed in relief hugging his knees.

He heard some distant screams and realised a few guards gathered around the fire.

What if they found him here? They will not leave him this time. Ishan didn't wanted to go back to this hell as well. He had a wallet of the guard. He can run away, he is out in the woods.

But his belongings, his Mr Croco were inside.

The chats came closer. Many elders would be around now.

"I am so sorry Mr Croc, I don't deserve to be your friend." Ishan choked out before fleeting away in the woods.

He would get somewhere if he will follow the road.

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PRESENT

"Ishan," Shubman growled getting inside the room.

Ishan got up from the bed in an instant looking at Shubman.

The man looked bewildered.

"What happened?" Ishan gulped seeing the red in his eyes.

Did Shubman got to know about his plan? But how?

Shubman wouldn't know it surely. It was supposed to be a full proof plan.

But the fire in his eyes as Shubman stepped closer to Ishan.

Ishan's breathe hitched closing his eyes, his hands balled into fists as he was ready for the slap or anything which Shubman would throw at him. He was ready for it.

Ishan was not ready for the sudden hug.

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A/N - Hello my babies. Someone commented a few chaps before ki koi haal chaal nahi puchta.

Toh isliye I am here for you all, how was your day?

Come on tell me, I am ready to listen it all.

Also one more thingy, if someone wants to read a new ishman fic, of bully Ishan and nerd shubman then fikar not my friends.

I am writing a collab story of a bad boy Ishan and a shy shubi, with priyaxsidneet , the story is in her profile so you all can go and take a look.