Date: Tue, 4 Dec 2018 06:43:20 +0000 (UTC)
From: Blade Hamer <razorbald@yahoo.com>
Subject: The Runaways Chapter 1

The Runaways Chapter 1

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The Runaways

Chapter 1

"Hey get back here!" I yelled. As a young man runs out the door. Carrying
two sandwiches and sodas in his arm. I ran from behind the counter. Hoping
the young man doesn't get to far. No one else was in the store. I had been
watching for a while. I know he knew I was watching him. I couldn't believe
he was still willing to steal.

I got to the door just as he rounded the corner leading to the alley out
back. I knew I had him. There was no way he was going to get through the
ten foot chain linked fence. When I came around the corner he was standing
in front of the dumpster at the side of the building. He was talking to
someone. I heard him say, "Eat it quick he's coming."

As I approached. I got a closer look at the young man. Only he wasn't a
young man. He was a boy, I figure he was around Eleven or twelve years
old. His face was dirty along with his clothes, He had on a black pull over
hoody with the Gopher basketball emblem on the front. Blue jeans and
tattered shoes. I could smell him when I was ten feet away. On the ground
was another boy. He look to be just as dirty, he appeared to be a year
younger than the boy standing above him. They looked like they were
brothers. I knew this was going to be a stupid question but asked it any
way.

"Are you going to pay for the food?" The boys put their heads down and
looked away from me. I heard the boy in the hoody say he didn't have any
money. I told the boys to follow me. The older boy reached down to help the
other boy to stand. Once he was to his feet, the older boy put his arm
around him and slowly made their way towards me. The boy was injured. There
was blood on his pant leg. A lot of blood.

I looked at him then went to his side and help carry the boy back to the
store. While we were walking back to the store I asked him how he got
hurt. Neither of the boys would say a word. Once inside I looked around to
see if anyone had come in the store while I chased the boy. No one was
there. I helped the two boys to the back. Those two smelled really bad. I
took them to my office. In there I would be able to help the boy who was
hurt.

I grabbed my EMT bag. That I keep in the corner of my office. I work as a
EMT for the local hospital. Thankfully I was able to earn enough money as a
tech to be able to buy my first grocery store. They are small stores but I
make a good living. The only reason I am at the store today is my managers
wife was having their first baby.

My name is Tanner Bayer. I just turned twenty six and I am single. I have
blonde hair, blue eyes, 5' 10" 165 lbs. and have a swimmers build. I use to
be a swimmer on my high school and college teams. I was even a junior
Olympic swimmer. I tried out for the Olympic team but just missed the
Olympic team.

Both boys seem to be scared. I told them everything was going to be ok and
not to be afraid. I looked at his pant leg. It looked like I was going to
have to cut his pant leg off. I reached for a scissors but the boy stopped
me.

"Please don't cut my pants." he begged then said. "These are the only pants
I have."

"Well the only other way I am going to be able to check your leg is for you
to take off your pants." I told him. He understood. His dirty face turned
red but he tried to stand. With the help of his brother he was able to
unbutton and struggled to take his tight pants off. I see why he was
embarrassed to do so. As he lowered his pants a small bush came into view,
then the base of his penis. I realized he was older than I thought. Once
past his hips his full penis came into view. Damn, It was bigger then I
thought it would be. It was a good 4 inches soft. Finally he got past the
area that was wounded. I was surprised at the size of the cut on his
leg. It was bleeding. I grabbed some gauze and applied pressure.

"What's your name?" I asked trying to take his mind off his injury.

"I am Chase." he said.

"I am Willy." the other young man said.

Just then, the door chime sounded. I looked up at the monitor. Two men
walked into the store. I had never seen them before. I know most of the
customers who shop here. This was my first store. I worked here alone for
the first year. Before I hired a manager to run the store. I told Willy to
keep pressure on his brothers wound. Then went out to see if the customers
needed any help. I rounded the corner from my office, Both men were looking
around the store. I was pretty sure these men were not looking to buy
groceries. They were looking for someone or something. I walked over to one
of the men.

"Excuse me, can I help you find something?" I asked the gentleman. When he
turn to talk to me he kind of scared me.

He stood about 6' 5" and weighed about 235 lbs. He had a scar across his
right cheek. Black hair, dark brown eyes that had the look of malice.

"We are looking for two boys. Have you seen them tonight." he said.

"Nope, Haven't had a customer in an hour." I lied, I knew something was up.

"Well if you do could you give me a call?" then hands me a card. The card
reads. John Carter, child protective services. Then his office number and
cell phone number.

"Well, if they come in what do they look like?" I asked.

"One has a hoody on, dark brown long hair, blue jeans, Stands about five
foot five and maybe 90 lbs. his brother has a gray jacket, gray sweat
shirt, tight blue jeans, a few inches shorter than his brother about the
same weight, with brown hair and hazel eyes." he said.

I noticed the other guy coming out of the backroom where my office was
located. I was worried he may have found the boys.

"Hey, what the fuck are you doing. Get the fuck out of my store right now!"
I yelled. "I don't want to see either of you around my store again and if I
do I will call the police."

The CPS guy apologized for his friend and both left with out another
word. They stood outside the store for a few minutes talking. Looking
inside every few seconds. Then moved on down the street. I stayed up front
for a few minutes went to the door and looked outside. The two men had
moved up the street then out of site. I thought about locking up but it was
still to early in the evening to close. I headed back to my office it was
empty. My EMT bag was back in the spot where I had it earlier. I know the
boys were still in the store. I could still smell them. Plus if they would
have tried to go out the back door the alarm would have gone off. Willy
popped around some shelving and said.  "Were over here."

I walked over to where they were. Chase had his pants and shoes
off. Sitting on a chair while holding the gauze on his leg.

"Are they gone?" he asked. I told them they were and went over to help
chase back to my office. What surprised me, Chase never made an attempt to
hide his soft penis from me. I think both boys were trusting me now. Once
in the office, I put chase down in my chair. I was going to have to wash
and disinfect the chair later.

"So why is CPS looking for you?" I asked.

Both boys looked down and away from me when I asked. Neither boys were
going to tell me. I continue to work on Chase's leg while waiting for an
answer. It was Willy who spoke first.

"Wwwe, Kind of ran away." he said.

Why?

"Because they were hurting us!" Chase blurted out. I looked at them both
surprised.

"What do you mean they were hurting you?" I asked. Again both boys looked
away and down. Willy then turned around and lifted his hoody pulling it
off. I could see the bruises and a few scars all over his back. Then turned
around. There were bruises on his shoulder and chest.

"There's more if you want to see them." he said.

"Who did this to you." I asked. Both boys looked at me. It was Chase that
answered. As Willy put his hoody back on.

"Our foster parents."

"Have you talked to your case worker or the police?" I asked.

Both boys answered at the same time. "Yes!"

The bleeding had stopped and I cleaned his leg as best as I could. I would
have to take him to the hospital. The cut was deep enough for there to be
tendon damage. But now I was wondering if that would be a good idea. If the
police were involved as well as CPS. These boys would still be in danger. I
got Chase's leg dressed and had him put his pants and shoes back on. Just
as the door chimes went off again. This time when I looked at the
monitor. There were two police officers standing at the counter. I told the
boys I would be right back.  I rounded the corner and notice that the CPS
officer was standing outside the front door.

"Hello sir." the officer said. I said hello and asked if there was anything
I could do for them.

"Well, we are looking for two young boys. Who have run away from a foster
home. We were wondering if we could take a look around if you wouldn't
mind?" he asked.

"Yeah, I mind." I told them. This is the second time someone has come into
my store and asked about those boys. I told them then, I had not seen
anyone for the last hour and a half. While I was talking to the one man, I
think his Name Was John Carter. His friend went into my backroom and
office. If anything I should have called you guys and had them charged with
trespassing."

The one officer seem surprised at this. The other officer said. "Well they
are concerned for the boys."

"Well there not here and if I see them I will call if they come in."

Really the officers couldn't do anything. I knew my rights. They thanked me
for my help and turned and left. The one officer stopped and talked to the
man from the CPS. He didn't seem to be happy but there was nothing they
could do. I sat down in the chair behind the counter and waited for them to
leave. I watched as the man from CPS left. The officer then left and sat in
his cruiser. Willy asked from the back if everything was ok. I couldn't
reply. It would have looked funny talking to myself, So I took my cell
phone out of my pocket and pretended to be talking to someone on the phone.

"No, there is a police officer sitting across the street watching me." I
told him. Why is there something wrong? I asked.

"Chase is bleeding again." he said. This concerned me. I know it was a bad
cut. I would have to take him to a hospital. I really didn't have anything
to stop the bleeding in my kit. The only problem now was I couldn't get
them to one right now. I still had two hours before I close for the
night. I need to get back to Chase and to check his leg. I told Willy to
take Chase back to my office and to elevate his leg and apply pressure. I
saw him move and help Chase back to my office.

Fifteen minutes later the squads lights turn on, then drove off. I quickly
moved to the backroom and found Chase had taken off his pants and shoes
once more and was sitting in my chair. I was a little surprised that his
penis was semi erect. I pushed it out of my mind and removed his gauze. I
replace the gauze and put the bandage on a little tighter. Hoping it would
slow the bleeding. I looked up at Chase. His penis fully erect. I looked
over at Willy and he had a smile on his face. Then he spoke.

"Big isn't it?"

"Yeah it is. How old are you two?" I asked.

Willy said he was going to be fifteen in two months and Chase had just turn
fourteen. They were eleven months apart. I looked again at Chase's
penis. it was a good six inches long. I needed Chase to calm down. I got up
and went to my bag and got out my blood pressure cuff and wrapped it around
Chase's right arm.

"What are you doing?" Willy asked.

"I'm checking his blood pressure. He has lost a lot of blood and his
erection isn't helping. We have to get him to calm down or he can pass out
and go into shock." I said.

"What do you want me to do?" he asked.

"Go in back, there is a freezer and grab a bag of ice and bring it here." I
told him.

I have some ice packs in my bag but I knew fresh ice would do the trick
better. Willy was back in a matter of moments. He was carrying a small bag
of ice with him. I took it from him and placed it right on his hard-on. I
told Willy to go to the back corner, there he would find a sink with clean
towels on a shelf. I told him to rinse them out with warm water and bring
them back to me as fast as he could. I lifted the bag of ice from Chase's
groin. his penis had gone down. I removed the bag from his groin and put it
on his leg. I hope the cold would slow the bleeding down. Willy came back
with the towels and I put them on Chase's lap. I began to check Chase's
blood pressure it had returned close to normal. I still had to get him to
the hospital. I had an hour left till I could close the store. I heard
Willy's stomach growl. I told him to watch his brother and went out to grab
something to eat.

I was headed for the coolers, when a young man came in the store. He walked
over to the coolers and grabbed two bottles of water and some chips. Then
went up to the counter and waited. He looked to be sixteen. Kind of cute
and smiled when I approached.  "Your out late to night?" I said. As I ring
up his order.

"How's the kid?" he asked. he caught me by surprise. I didn't know how to
respond.

"Don't worry I won't tell anyone. The cop and that guy from CPS asked me if
I had seen them. I saw you helping them earlier so I kept my mouth shut.''
He said. I still didn't answer him. I don't remember seeing him around
before.

I didn't know if he was new to the neighbor hood or if he just never came
into the store before.

"I know Tom. He lets me hang around. I'll call you if I see anybody out
front when you close. If I don't call the coast will be clear. Ok." he said
with a smile. I just took his cash and wished him a good night.


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