Date: Sun, 30 Jul 2000 14:45:08 GMT
From: Luke
Subject: I love you-6

Disclaimer,

Hello do not read this if you are against gay stuff in that way or if you
are underage, I do not condone any course of action from reading this but I
hope you enjoy. This story is going to be a mixture of scream/fatal
attraction/misery (I hope).  I hope you enjoy. And thank you to all my
friends *muah*


I love you 6

"I'm afraid I have some bad news" detective Heinemann said as he
grabbed me by the shoulder and turned me around to meet his face. I
hadn't a clue what was going on or what the bad news was, but with this
stalker out there I dreaded to think.

"Bad news?" I asked, I saw a flash of sympathy pass quickly across his
beautiful blue eyes, like a cloud passing across a crystal blue sky. My
heart came to a stop, in the space of a heartbeat the faces of everyone I
knew passed before my eyes, with alternative scenarios of what could
have happened to them, all involving a big knife and a very pissed off
stalker.

"Please come with me" he lead me back through the police station,
various policemen went about their business talking to hookers, pimps and
thieves. Sat at one of the tables was a hooker with big tit's and a
cigarette
in one hand, wearing a short leather mini skirt showing her red panties
underneath, she wore a pink cardigan which I assumed belong to a 9 year
old because damn it was small. The buttons stretched to fit over her ample
breast, she wore nothing beneath that not even a bra her nipples could
clearly be seen through the fabric. When she noticed me looking she
brought her cuffed hands up to her mouth and slowly inhaled her cigarette
than winked at me. When the copper noticed her giving me the eye he
coughed to get her attention back to him. I had a depressing thought right
than that in one week she could probably make more money than I could
make in a lifetime. I turned around to make sure Adam was still behind me,
he was looking at the same hooker I was watching. I stopped walking for
a split second and Adam walked straight into me, I know it was a cheap
move to feel his body close to mine but hell I enjoyed it!

"Sorry" he whispered quietly I just smiled and started walking again.
Detective Heinemann took us back to his office. He led us inside and shut
the door behind him, I sat down in the chair which I had only been in a
few seconds ago, Adam stood somewhere behind me, probably giving
Detective Heinemann an evil look, you know even though I know his name
is James I just couldn't get used to calling him that, it just sounds to
weird.

"You said you had some bad news?" I nervously fidgeted in my seat as
Detective Heinemann sat down opposite me behind his paper-ridden desk;
he looked up from me to Adam and than back to me. "It's ok he's my
friend what ever you have to say you can say to both of us" he nodded
slightly.

"Ok" he took a deep breath that automatically meant this was something
big. "After you just left the phone records where delivered to me. And
there definably have been phone calls to you, all from the same cell phone
I might add. After cross referencing these and phoning the companies we
finally got the name the phone was registered too." oh my god, the sun
was shining through the clouds this was going to be over, they knew who
he was, I couldn't believe it the bastard cat killer was going to be in jail
and away from me. I felt Adam's hand on my shoulder squeezing it. I was
so happy and it evidently showed on my face as Detective Heinemann was
watching me, and he didn't seem too happy, which was weird I mean at
least he could be happy for me. I felt like I could breath again, like the
weight of the world had been lifted off my shoulders.

"Aren't you happy for me James?" the question caught him off guard, I
think it also surprised Adam that I knew the Detectives first name, as I
heard him quietly whisper it to himself.

"Well yeah of course I'm happy for you, but I really don't think you will
be happy when you find out who it is..." a wave of anger filled me like
someone striking a match inside me.

"Tell me the name of this asshole, this perversion of nature so I may
speak it's name and despise it for the rest of it's life, so that god may
strike it down and all who wear it's name, tell me the name of this bastard
so I can hate it, I mean it's the least I can do for tabby..." I surprised
myself at how I went on. Detective Heinemann inhaled sharply like he'd
been stabbed. In fact I half expected him to die before telling me like this
stalker had supernatural powers or something, just so I couldn't speak it's
name and end all this madness. But thankfully he was ok.

"The phone was registered to your farther" the news slapped my
subconscious almost like running straight into a brick wall.

"His FARTHER?!" I heard Adam exclaim. My own farther, my vision
went tunnelled and my life flashed back to the times he'd been nice to
me...all one of them. I breathed deeply and ran my hands through my hair.
I felt sick, my own farther is the stalker, my own flesh and blood he killed
my cat. He's ruined my life. I started to cry, the tears slid slowly down my
face followed by plenty more. I rested my head in my hands and cried
softly to myself. How could he do this to me? I loved...err...liked him as
my farther. And he's gone and done something like this. I mean I thought
he was screwed up but this was too far, did mom know? Was she helping
him? Does she hate me? Does he hate me? Is it because I'm gay or just
cause I'm a bad son. Why would they do this! My heart started to ache, I
wasn't sure why I was so upset I mean I guess I should have expected
this from him he's never been nice to me really. But still I trusted him...I
cried even more, Adam came over and lifted my face up I turned and
hugged him tight. I was actually surprised he had a cell phone when I
asked for one he told me 'no fucking way only gays have them fucking
things' now I find out he has one...

"My own farther..." I quietly whispered into Adam's chest.

"I'm so sorry Lucas" he hugged me hard. I was so angry I felt so cheated
so used so hated, one question kept buzzing around my head, why me?

"They have picked him and your mother up and brought them in for
questioning, you can go with your friend now everything is going to be ok
now, we will call you back if we need you" Detective Heinemann said as
he walked over to me, he placed a hand on my back and I turned to look
into his loving blue eyes I was so lost.

"No, I want to be there when you question them, I need to be there
they're my family" the Detective sighed heavily and looked at Adam.

"Lucas I don't think it would be a good idea..." Adam said while rubbing
his hand up and down my back knocking the Detectives hand off.

"I want to stay"

"Ok, fine. We will place you behind the one way mirror, you can see them
and they..." I cut the Detective off in mid sentence.

"I know what a one way mirror is" I got up out of my seat wiping the tears
away "Take me to it" about half an hour later me Adam and the obese
bodyguard policeman where stood in a small dank dark room full of
recording equipment. Ahead of us was the one-way mirror to another
room, equally small dark and damp, except for the light hanging above the
table. Sat at the table was my mother and farther, they where quietly
whispering to each other. My mother looked petrified and my dad's stony
face never changed, he was looking directly at the mirror, directly at me,
to the point where I thought maybe this wasn't a one way mirror but just a
piece of glass. I felt sorry for my mother she looked terrible, the light
shining down on them both highlighted certain parts of there faces making
them look evil. The door to there room opened and in stepped Detective
Heinemann and another officer, James took a seat opposite my folks while
the other officer stood at the door watching over them. a slight crackle in
our room indicated that the tapes had begun recording and everything was
about to start. Detective Heinemann said some dates and times into a
microphone set in the middle of the table than started his investigation.

"Do you know why you're here?"

"This is an outrage! You dragged us here in the middle of the night for no
reason! We haven't done anything wrong" my dad yelled, he was no
longer looking at the mirror but had fixed his evil gaze on detective
Heinemann.

"You know you can have a lawyer present" the undeterred James said.

"WE DON'T NEED A LAWER WE HAVEN'T DONE ANYTHING!"
my dad screamed banging his fist heavily on the table, a cold chill ran
down my spine. My mom cringed. I felt Adam take a hold of my hand; the
obese copper gave a small cry of disgust and whispered 'fags' under his
breath.

"Darling don't loose your temper please"

"Well I'm not sure your as innocent as your letting on" the detective said
off handily as he was idly flipping through a notepad he had brought with
him.

"WHAT THE FUCK IS THAT SUPPOSED TO MEAN!" my dad
screamed.

"I see...let me enlighten you shall I?" my mom just suddenly started
talking cutting off the detective.

"Oh god, I'm sorry I didn't mean it, it just happened I swear I didn't
mean it!" my mom started broke like a dam and started weeping, tears fell
down my cheeks too, was it her who did it? "I didn't mean to steal those
knifes I swear it was just a stupid mistake that's all" my dad shook his
head and rubbed his tired eyes, stolen knifes? What was she talking
about? Was this what they where talking about when I over heard them?
Was she afraid of the police finding out that the knifes that she had stolen
where used to kill the cat?

"You stole some knifes? Would these happen to be the knifes that the cat
was pinned to the door with?" my mom just nodded.

"I see..." he scribbled something down on his pad. "But the knifes where
not what we pulled you in here for" my mom suddenly stopped crying and
looked directly at him and than to my dad.

"There not?" my mom asked bewildered, James just shook his head.

"Mr McLauchlan do you happen to own a cell phone?"

"I might do" my dad eyed James with suspicion.

"Please answer the question with a yes or no Mr McLauchlan"

"Yes I do, but it was stolen about 3 months ago"

"Oh really? And did you ring the police to report it stolen? Or even the
company to get it cancelled?"

"No, it was a pay as you go phone and I didn't really use it anyway" my
dad grabbed my mom's hand and squeezed it.

"Well Mr McLauchlan I find it highly suspicious that you didn't tell the
police it had been stolen, by what I have seen of your character you seem
to be anal retentive, in layman's terms you seem unable to let go of things"
my dad's anger flashed over his face, if James hadn't been a police officer
he would have lunged at him.

"How dare you..." my dad growled at him, but Detective Heinemann just
spoke over him.

"I also find it unusual that it was your supposed stolen cell phone which
was been used to by the 'stalker' to give your son threatening phone
calls" my mom gasped and looked at my dad, my dad faked a surprised
look on his face. "I also find it weird that your finger prints where all
over
the knife that killed the cat, now why don't you tell me why?"

"I told you he went to take it out the door when we found it and I told him
not to. He isn't doing this Detective!" my mom said, lamely trying to
defend my dad.

"I think I want my lawyer here now" my dad said. Detective Heinemann
spoke over him again.

"I'll tell you why, from what I have been told you're a homophobic
asshole. And you found out your son's secret and couldn't handle the
fact your son was gay. You decided to be a loving spiteful farther you'd
try to scare him straight, place a few letters make a few calls kill his
cat.
Yeah I bet you thought that would do it, you sick son of a bitch"
Detective Heinemann and gotten out of his seat and leaned on the desk
glaring at my dad. I was glad I wasn't my dad right now.

"Lucas is gay?" my dad said in a shocked tone of voice, doubt slowly
entered my mind. My moms face was a picture.

"But he can't be gay...he had a girlfriend didn't he?" my mom whispered
to herself in pure denial.

"Oh sure believe that if you must, all I know is there's something seriously
fucked up in your heads" Detective Heinemann cruelly blurted out.

"I want my lawyer" my dad reaffirmed his statement. Detective Heinemann
ran his hands over his tired eyes and sighed heavily.

"Why don't you just tell us the truth? Than this can all be over and it
would be so much simpler" my dad just looked straight at Detective
Heinemann. James sighed heavily and left the room giving orders to the
officer at the door to put them in a cell for the night and to call a lawyer
for them. a second after James left the interview room he walked into our
room.

"I'm afraid there's nothing more I can do. If he wants his lawyer here we
have to get one here, but all the evidence points to your dad, I'm not sure
your mom is a part of it though" I just nodded "how about you go with
Adam and get some rest we will call you when there's more information"
he placed his hand on my arm and lead me towards the door.

"Ok I guess..." I felt so different now, like I had to grow up in a second
like my whole life is different like I'll never be the same, I just didn't
know
what I was going to do, I felt so numb. Adam's mom had met us outside
the police station and quickly got us in the car. She tried to quiz me on
the
way home as to what was going on but I didn't feel like talking...ever
again. Thankfully Adam managed to shut her up. We came to Adams
house, an old Victorian house, with white walls and black timber running
along it in triangular patterns. He led me upstairs to his room through a
maze of unpacked boxes. I knew he had only really just moved in but like
that was 3 months ago, damn this family is slow. I walked into Adam's
room to see a double bed in the centre again surrounded by more
unpacked boxes. The fact that I had to share a bed with Adam didn't even
make me twinge. I sat on the comfy bed and started to cry. The tears
came to me like rain on a rainy day, they spilled over my eyelids and made
there way down my cheeks and dripped off my chin. Adam rushed over
to me and wrapped his arms around me, the warmth from his body
flowing into me. My heart was totally crushed. We rocked slowly back
and forth and I hugged him back.

"Lucas, everything is going to be ok. I'm here for you" I sniffed and
wiped my nose on his chest. "Lucas you mean everything to me I don't
want you to be upset ok" his voice started to waver and the sound of him
on the verge of breaking into tears filled the air. I let go of him and laid
on
the bed burring my head in one of the pillows.

"Please I just want to be alone..." I managed to say through tears.

"Do you remember when I first met you? How you where the only one
who would talk to me" he laid next to me on the bed, pressing his body
up against the length of my own. "Well Lucas from that day I fell in love
with you, and ever since than it's been getting stronger and stronger, and
I'm telling you now, no one is going to hurt you when I'm around" I had
stopped crying when he said the word love. I felt his hand run under my
chin to turn my head towards his, than I closed my eyes. I smelt this
lovely chocolate peppermint breath slowly getting closer, it made me
realise I was actually starving I hadn't had anything all day long. Than I
felt his soft supple moist lips gently rub against my own, as they pushed
harder into mine I felt his warm tongue slide into my mouth. My mouth
filled with the taste of chocolate peppermint, I loved every minute of it.
He
rolled me over onto my back and started kissing me more forcefully, I just
let him do it, I wanted this, I needed this. His thick curls of black hair
fell
onto my face and I tried hard to suppress the huge smile I had forming, I
mean you every tried to kiss while smiling? It's so hard! (I mean the kiss
not my dick you perves)  Adam broke the kiss and looked me in the eyes,
he was so beautiful I thought Detective James Heinemann's blue eyes were
beautiful but Adams gave him a run for his money. He smiled at me; I felt
nothing but love for him.

"Lucas? I love you, and I would like you to take my virginity" I couldn't
help but laugh, he was a virgin.

"Haha you virgin"

"Lucas I mean it..." he looked at me seriously and I stopped smiling. He
was actually asking me to fuck him, his first time and he wanted me to be
it. I get to make this boy a man, I get to fuck his brains out...but do I
want to?


End of part 6

Hi I hoped u liked this part, lol. I'm not sure if I should make them have
sex or not...hummm.
just 2 let u noe the recent parts of n e storys r available on nifty not on
my site.