His hands were handcuffed and he was hung from the roof. His foot kicked in the air. But as his body swayed, the handcuffs would become tighter and tighter, which brought more and more pain to him. He felt blood flowing along his arms to his body.
A man in a military suit came and stood in front of him. The man looked at him carefully, with cold eyes.
After looking for a long time, the man started to speak.
"Is he the little guy who inflicted such problems on us many times?" the man asked another man beside him.
"He looks just like a normal boy. I really can't understand what you're doing. Are you so incapable that you don't even know how to deal with this little bitch?"
"I don't want any excuse."
The man took an iron pincers which had been heated to red hot and walked slowly toward him.
"Now, show me how marvelous you are," the man said coldly.
He was very afraid, but he had been exhausted and had no strength to struggle. The man sneered at him. Without any hesitation, the man put the red-hot pincers on his chest. He screamed.
The Captive Boy II - Chapter 7
Johnny screamed and woke up from his dream. Again, he was covered by sweat and felt that his heart was beating crazily. Jack woke up too. He sat up and looked at Johnny.
"What happened? Another nightmare?" asked Jack quietly.
Johnny didn't answer Jack's question. He just lay there and listened to Zarkway's snore in another room. After resting for a while, he felt better. He got up and walked to the window. He looked at the moon outside. He really couldn't understand why those nightmares clung to him like a leech. How could he get rid of those terrible dreams?
Jack silently watched Johnny. Then he got up too. He walked to Johnny.
"What happened?" Jack asked again.
Johnny shook his head.
"Nightmares? Joey told me that you're so upset about those bad dreams."
Johnny didn't answer right away. He looked at the moon outside for a minute. Then he started to speak.
"No, they're not just dreams. I'm reliving my real experience. Those terrible experiences came back to my mind again. It's as if I was hanging on the roof again, as if Lambriz burned my body with iron pincers again... I could still feel the pain... being flogged, having my finger cut off, being fucked, being..."
Jack hugged Johnny tightly. "Say no more, say no more..."
Johnny stopped. Jack found that tears started to fall down onto Johnny's face. He wiped Johnny's tears.
"I'm sorry, Kiddie. I didn't protect you well. Even now, I can't protect you well either..."
Johnny was still sobbing.
"Don't think about those terrible things. Think about our happy experiences. We talked about many interesting things in the past tonight, right? Think about them. Don't be stuck in those painful experiences, okay?"
Suddenly Johnny broke from Jack's hug and shouted, "I can't! Those nightmares keep bothering me. I still remember the pain very clearly. Why? Why do I remember so clearly? Why can't I forget it?"
Jack was astonished and looked at Johnny. He had never seen his Kiddie so agitated. He didn't know how to react. Jack and Johnny looked at each other for a while, then all of a sudden Johnny started to weep.
Jack stepped forward and hugged Johnny tightly again. This time Johnny didn't resist. He just buried his head into Jack's chest and wept.
After weeping for a long time, Johnny said with tears, "I'm so scared..."
"Scared about what?"
"I don't know why I have so many nightmares... Why would I experience those terrible things again? Why would I feel the pain again? I feel like I'm so weak... Am I going crazy?"
Jack caressed Johnny's back.
"Kiddie, you're the bravest boy I've ever seen. Everybody has his weak side. It's not a bad thing. Don't be scared."
After sobbing for a while, Johnny seemed to calm down a bit. He wiped his tears and raised his head.
"Can I go back to Leer with you?"
"Go back with me? Why?" Jack was surprised. "Aren't you happy with Joey? He really takes good care of you."
Johnny lowered his head. "I know, but... he..."
"What's up with him?"
"I know that he has become Lambriz's target because of me... Lambriz is a terrible guy... and... and..." Johnny stopped for a while and then continued, "I... I don't know if he still loves me or not."
Jack laughed. "He loves you very much. I'm very sure."
Johnny didn't reply.
Jack tried to sound out Johnny. "Did you see something? About Joey?"
Johnny nodded. After a while he said, "I saw that Joey and... another man... were doing something. I have a very strange feeling. I don't know why I have that feeling. Plus those nightmares... I feel that I'm going to explode..."
"You're jealous," smiled Jack.
Jack nodded. "It's a quite normal reaction. It just means that you really care about Joey. But because Joey's doing something with another man doesn't mean that he doesn't love you anymore. It's just because he has his own past, just like... you have your own past too. Before meeting you, Joey used to love others. That's all.
"And about Lambriz... even if you go back with us, it wouldn't stop Lambriz's attempt to hurt Joey. I truly believe that Joey won't mind becoming Lambriz's target for you. However if you choose to leave him now, it will make him lose his lover again."
Suddenly Johnny thought of Ming, the Vietnam boy Joey told him about. Joey used to lose control in front of Johnny, saying that he loved Ming. At that moment Johnny felt that he could totally understand Jack's words, and Joey's pain after losing Ming. He felt much more relieved.
Jack hugged Johnny and they walked to the window again, looking at the moon outside.
"Kiddie, when was the last time we watched the moon together, like this?"
Johnny looked at the moon too. "I don't remember... it was so long ago..."
They were both silent for a while, then Johnny broke the silence. "I... I really want to be with you again, like before..."
"Me too. But time flows. We can't always stay in the past. You will grow up. One day you will not be the Kiddie playing and nestling in our chests anymore, right?"
Johnny sighed deeply.
"Even now we don't live together anymore, but the memories wouldn't vanish. I still remember the time I found you in the crashed airplane... I still remember the moment you were learning to walk, and the concentration on your face when you were learning to shoot..."
Jack stopped for a while, then he continued, "You're right. No matter whether they're good or bad memories, they will always follow you, like a leech. There are some things you will never forget... However, memories are just memories. They're not the present. You're not in the hell now, not knowing when you can escape from it. I just hope you don't trap yourself in those bad memories. They are just a small part of all your memories."
Johnny wiped his tears. He didn't answer Jack; he just watched the moon in a trance.
The old man and the boy were sitting on chairs. Their hands were tied behind their backs, and their feet were tied to the chair legs. There was sunlight shining through the window. Tears were still on the boy's face. The old man looked at Lambriz with angry eyes.
Lambriz stood in front of the old man.
"Do you know why you're here?" Lambriz asked.
The old man was gagged. He was just humming.
"I know that you would never understand," sneered Lambriz. He walked to the boy slowly. The boy's eyes showed fear.
Lambriz held the boy's chin with his fingers and looked at the boy carefully. Then he smiled in satisfaction.
"Simply speaking, you're an important part of my revenge plan."
The old man kept humming.
"You must feel strange. Why do I have grudges against you?"
Lambriz sneered again. He took a small handgun from his pocket and pushed it against the boy's head.
"Say goodbye to the world, kid."
The old man shook his head violently and kept humming, hoping to stop Lambriz. The boy closed his eyes and his body trembled. His tears fell down.
A loud gunshot, then a clear sound of something breaking. The plate on the table was smashed.
"You wet your pants, kid."
The boy heard Lambriz's cold and sneering sound. He opened his eyes. His pants were wet. His body was still trembling.
Lambriz put his gun back into his pocket. Then he walked to the old man and patted the old man's shoulder. He bent down and spoke softly into the old man's ear.
"Guess what? Your other grandson is much braver than this one."
The old man's eyes opened widely. He looked at Lambriz unbelieving. Lambriz sneered again and left the room.
The man left the window after Lambriz left. He felt fortunate that he restrained himself successfully from shooting just now.
-- To be continued.