Date: Sun, 07 Oct 2001 18:49:04 -0400 From: Tom Cup Subject: Kevin - Series Chapter 9 Kevin by Tom Cup Copyright 2000, 2001 by the Paratwa Partnership: A Colorado Corporation. All rights reserved. No part of this work may be reproduced or transmitted in any form or by any means electronic or mechanical, except in the case of reviews, without written permission from the Paratwa Partnership, Inc, 354 Plateau Drive, Florissant, CO 80816 This is a fictional story involving youth/youth or adult/youth sexual relationships. If this type of material offends you, please do not read any further. This material is intended for mature adult audiences. Names, characters, locations and incidents are either the product of the author's imagination or are used fictitiously. 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Once again, thank you for your support, and as always, your e-mail is much appreciated. ************************************************************************ To support this and other stories by Tom Cup, join the Tom Cup Library at: http://tomcup.iscool.net *********************************************************************** Kevin Chapter 9 By Tom Cup When we arrived at the hospital, they wouldn't allow me to see my brothers and sisters. I was told I was to young and Tony was not their biological father. That really pissed me off because none of our biological fathers were around and mom was being booked somewhere. But Tony called Mr. Herman who met us at the hospital and got us in. Marcy, Jimmy and Robby were OK except for being malnourished and dehydrated. They kept asking what happened to mom, what was going to happen to them, and if I was coming back home. I really didn't know what to tell them. It felt strange that I had a home to go to but they didn't. Mr. Herman said I shouldn't worry about it; that they would be taken care of and placed into good homes. He said I should be proud that I helped get them out of the situation they were in. I guess he was right but I couldn't help feeling a little guilty. I know how scared I was when I didn't know what was going to happen to me. I know what it feels like not to have a mom or dad to care for you. I was going back with Tony where there was Marie and Antonio waiting for me. I wished that they could come too but I didn't ask because Tony had already done so much for me. Richy and Donna were another story. Richy looked better than he had when we found him. I sat on his bed and he held on to me and cried. Chuck, he told me, beat him for something everyday after I left. I guess he became the new punching bag. "I tried to do like you," he explained, "I tried to keep Jimmy and Robby quiet but I couldn't. I couldn't do it like you. Then yesterday, I got home late from school. I just wanted to play a little. He got real pissed and beat me up." We both cried and I told him how sorry I was. I told him that Chuck was arrested and that we didn't have to worry about him anymore. I told him that he would never hurt any of us ever again. "I don't want to ever go back there," he said, "I hate that place and I hate mom too." It took longer to see Donna. They needed samples and pictures from her. Chuck had been having sex with her for weeks and had been touching her for months. I guess I felt weird about it, knowing the things that Tony and I had done. But I wanted to be with Tony. I would have hated to do those things with Chuck and I knew Donna did too. She told me that she would be all right as she played with the hospital gown they had given her to wear. I felt sick just thinking about what she went through. I knew, of course, that Chuck was doing things to her but I didn't know how much. Finding out was the worst. I know it's stupid but I felt like I should have been able to stop him. When I cried in Tony's arms and told him what I was feeling, Mr. Herman said, "You just did." We headed back to the hotel. I just sat staring out of the window and Tony sat not really saying much. Every once in a while he would reach over and rub my back; I'd look over and smile but I didn't feel much like smiling. I guess I just didn't want him to feel bad. He was the best dad a kid could have; I know cause I had called six or seven guys that and none of them were worth a shit: not even my real dad, who I didn't even know. "It's been an exhausting day," Tony said after we had settled into our room and James was dismissed for the night. "I need to get you something to eat." "It's OK," I whispered, "I'm not really hungry." "Yeah," responded Tony, "I know how you feel but you really need to eat something." He came over to the window I was staring out and gentle brushed my hair. I turned into his arms and we hugged. "I love you," I said holding on to him. "I know," he answered, "and I love you too." We stayed like that for long moments and I was bathed in the love of my protector; my friend; my provider; my lover; my dad. We both picked at the dinner though it was good. It seemed that we couldn't get what had happened out of our minds. I kept trying to think of what I could have done differently; how I might have been able to protect my brothers and sisters from all that had happened in our lives. But I couldn't come up with anything solid. I would think I came up with something but then I would remember something else that would make me realize that it wouldn't have worked. I felt so many things that night: love, loneliness, sadness, guilt, anger, fear. I guess everything it is possible to feel. When Tony finally said we should try to get some sleep, I started for my room but turned back. Our rooms were joining but I wanted to be with Tony. I missed him and just didn't want to be alone. We curled up together in his bed with me lying almost on top of him. I remembered that first night I slept with him; how I tried to remember everything in fear that the next day he would leave me. I curled up closer to him and for the first time that day smiled; knowing he was mine now and I was his. When I woke in the morning Tony was rubbing my back and smiling down at me. "Sleep well?" he asked." I nodded and ask what time it was. It was 8:30. We were scheduled to take off at 2:00. I smiled and cuddled closer to him. He gave me a squeeze and I looked up and smiled at him. I wiggled loose and climbed on top of him bending down and kissing him. Tony moaned and then started tickling me making me roll off of him as fast as I could. I was dying with laughter and had to beg him to stop. When he did, I jumped up and ran to the bathroom; making it just in time before I wet myself. Tony was on the phone when I came out. I waited until he had hung up and asked, "Don't you love me anymore?" He laughed, "You know better than that!" "Then what'd you do that for?" I questioned. "Now's not the time or place Kevin," he said, "You have just gone through probably the most traumatic events of your life. When, and if, we share our bodies again I want to be sure that it is because you really want to and not because you are needing to be comforted." "Oh," I said with a smile, "So we can't have sex just because we're lonely and horny for one another anymore." I meant it as a joke but Tony sighed and sat down on the chair motioning me over. I sat on his lap; and he ran his hand through my hair and gently kissed me. "You know what kiddo," he said, "I don't have all the answers. All I know is that I could take you to that bed over there and make serious love to you. My body is really telling me to do that. But, my head is saying to wait. It's been such a short time Kevin and we have both been through so much. I just think it would be better to get everything settled and then I promise, if it is still what you want, I'll take you to my bed and make wild passionate love to you." "Great," I said, "Now I'm really horny!" Tony just roared with laughter and hugged me tight. Getting home was the best! You would have thought that I had been gone for a year the way that Marie and Antonio greeted me. Tony stood leaning in a corner watching and smiling. I think it made him happier seeing the way Marie and Antonio fussed over me. I pulled away finally and went and grabbed Tony's hand saying, "Dad's back too." They all laughed but, in the end, hugs went all around. Marie wanted to talk to Tony and Antonio was dying to hear from me what happened. We went up to my room and I sat on the bed telling him everything. He just listened, nodding occasionally. When I finished, he just sat there staring angrily at nothing. Then without warning, he broke into laughter. "What's so funny?" I asked. "Damn Kevin," he said, "You got some balls. I mean like huge elephant size ones." "What do you mean?" I posed not really understanding. "All this time," he said, "you've been going around acting like this guy scared the piss out of you, but as soon as you get a chance, you tell him to fuck off and have him arrested. Damn! You're no lamb. You're a fucking lion!" "I was still scared," I confessed. "Doesn't matter," Antonio countered no longer laughing and staring deep into my eyes, "Being brave doesn't mean you don't feel fear. It means that even in the face of fear you do what you think is right. In my eyes, you're one brave fucker!" I smiled and he rustled my hair. I couldn't help it, they all made me feel this way, I reach over and hugged him. He held me for a long time before returning to his sarcastic humor. "You aren't getting mushy on me are you?" he kidded, "This doesn't mean we're engaged or anything?" I simply sat up and kissed him on the cheek and said, "No, it just means we're kissing cousins." I ran down to find Tony before his laughter mixed with "smart-asses" ended. Tony and Marie were seated in the library and I could tell what they were talking about didn't make either one of them happy. I started to back away, and head upstairs, when Tony called me back. Marie told me to sit with her, which I did. She wrapped her arms around me like a mother hen protecting her chicks; and I knew what I was going to hear wasn't going to be good. Tony was bent over almost looking at his shoes, his hands tightly folded, trying to think of how to put whatever it was he was trying to tell me. "Just say it," I said at last, "I can tell nothing is going to make it better." He looked up at me and smiled, taking a deep breath before saying, "Chuck is out. They booked him on the bench warrant but before they were able to press the new charges he had posted bond. No one knows where he is." It felt like someone hit me in the stomach. I couldn't think. I couldn't breath. I wanted to run away. "Do you think he will try to come here?" I asked at last. Tony and Marie looked at each other before Marie said, "No little one, we don't think so but just to be safe we are having tutors brought in. We want you to stay close to the house. If you wish to go anywhere, whether on grounds or not, you are to be accompanied by one of us or one of the staff until we are certain all is safe." "Mind me Kevin," Tony added, "This is only a precaution. We don't think he could find us, number one; and number two, we don't believe he's that stupid. He would know that we would expect that and be prepared." I smiled and said, "You're giving him to much credit." Tony laughed, "I thought you would say that so I asked for extra patrols of the area. They have been guaranteed us. So you have nothing to worry about. OK?" I looked at them both and they both smiled at me. You know the way, when you want the person you are talking to be comforted by what you are saying but deep inside you are really worried. I smiled back to comfort them and they relax. I had learned a new lesson: how to read worry for my safety and how to mask my own fear. Send Comments to: tom_cup@hotmail.com