Date: Mon, 16 May 2011 17:04:59 -0700 (PDT) From: kevin b Subject: My Creator and Me part. 4 Hey guys this is part 4 of my creator and me ..i hope you guys enjoy it and like always im happy to hear about what you guys think about it...you can contact me at b_kevin80@yahoo.com ...ENJOY CHAPTER 4 The Unthinkable "hello?....Adee?" "Hey you, I was just thinking about you, I thought you weren't gonna find my number on your computer screen, I typed it so fast I wasn't sure if I typed it right" he laughed "Yeah, I did see it not too long ago" I let out a short laugh mixed in with a crying sob. "Hey, are you alright?" his tone changed from excited to worry. After he asked me if I was alright I started crying like a lost little boy. My throat closed up a bit and I couldn't speak, the imagines of my dad taking advantage of me just starting reappearing in my head, making me feel and relive the moment I went thru with him. "What's the matter? Please Andrew tell me what is wrong" he asked more worried than before "I know you don't know me that long, but for some reason you called me and I have this feeling that it wasn't just to say hi. What is it? You can tell me what's troubling you" he insisted. "Can you come over to my house?" I asked without thinking. "Yeah! I sure can, give me you address" He answered without hesitation I gave him my address and my phone number just in case my number didn't show on his caller ID which I doubt it didn't, cuz cellphones now a days have them. "Ok, got it. I'll be right there as soon as possible" He told me "Adee?" I said with a soft tone "Yeah?" Adee asked "Please hurry" I stated "Count on it, see you in a bit." he assured me and hung up I press the END bottom and put my cell back on top of my night stand. With tears still coming down my cheeks I sat on the floor next to my bed and night table. Bending my legs to my chest and crossing my arms around them I waited for Adee to get to my apartment. It had been only 20 minutes since I called Adee, I would expect to see him in less than that, I figured he would live not far from here but I guess I was wrong, when I reach over my head to grab my cell phone again I heard the doorbell ring, the sound of the bell made my body jump a little, making me feel scared. But when I got a grip of myself I got up and when straight to the front door. Before I could open the door I couldn't help myself to ask who it was. "It's me, Adee" he replies back. I wiped the tears off my face with the sleeves of my sweater, trying to put myself together before opening the door. I took two deep breaths and finally grabbed the door knob and opened it. He was standing outside the door wearing a pair of black Levi's jean and a hoody with red and white stripes and a pair of red Vans shoes. He was looking at me from head to toe making sure I wasn't cut or hurt in anyway. The only thing he noticed was my eyes being all swollen from the non-stop crying, before I could say something he takes a few steps forward and lifted his right arm, grabbing my chin lifting it to meet his gaze. "Everything it's gonna be ok. I'm here now" he said with a faint smile on his face Without putting any thought in it I launch myself to him, hugging him and telling him "thank you, thank you, thank you" over and over again. It felts so good to be in his arms, even though I didn't know him at all, he made me feel protected. "Hey, shhhh it's ok, I'm here now. Tell me what's wrong" He held my face in both his hand, trying to calm me down, I told him we should go to my room and talk, I pulled him out of the door way and close the door behind him. We went straight up to my room and told him to sit down on my bed, after a few more tears I started telling him everything that happened, how my father found me jerking off on his bed with his underpants on my face, how he reacted to that moment and the way he talk to me and the way he hit me and of course the kiss I gave Father. While I was telling him every single thing that happened, his face was showing a bit of confusion and anger. "I'm scare for my life, I don't know if my father will come back and abuse me again or even worst, kill me, I don't know what to do Adee. I'm afraid, very afraid" I told him -ADEE- I was in terror for all the things Andrew was telling me about, how? Why? ...those two simple questions were popping in my head over and over again; my ears couldn't believe what he was telling me. Deep inside I wanted to kick his father's ass, for being so damn stupid and incredibly barbaric. "Andrew, you can't stay here and find out what would your father do next. You have to get out of here sweetie, this is not a safe place to be for you right now." I said to him. "But where would I go? I have no relatives and no friends to stay with. Whether I like it or not I have to stay here and face my destiny." He said "The hell you will, you are coming with me you can stay in my place as long as you like. Hell, you can even stay and live with me" I assured him "I wish I can, but what would I do to pay you rent? I don't have a job or any money saved right now" he said, shaking his head desperately side to side "You don't have to worry about that for now, we can figure things out on the way. But for now you really need to put yourself together and start packing your stuff, so we can get out of here ASAP. You understand?" I told Andrew, holding his shoulders shaking him up a bit. "OKAY" he agrees. -ANDREW- I grabbed the travel case from my closet and put it on top of my bed, while I was getting all my clothes from my closet, Adee went to get my stuff from my bathroom, putting all of the stuff in a plastic bag to make things easier and quicker. My body was shaking with fear still, at that point I remembered I had some pills I got from the doctor a few months ago when I suffer of anxiety, I reached my night table and open the drawer to search for them. "Ah, here they are. I knew you'll come in handy someday." I said with a quick relieve. I try to open the bottle but the lid was too tight, when I gave it a second try the bottle slipped off my hands and dropped down, sliding under my bed. I crouched down to look for the bottle when I found them, I stretched my arm to get them when at that moment I heard my name been call out. "Andrew" the voice said My body froze in panic. I thought I was going crazy for a moment but he called my name again. At that moment my worst fear turned into a reality, it was him, no doubt about it, he came back. OH GOD! "I know you're here, you don't need to hide son, let's talk about what happened, we need to fix this." My father said with a calm tone I didn't wanna get up from the floor where I was laying down. But I couldn't stay there forever; I had to get up sooner or later either way I was screwed. I got up slowly, taking all the precautions I could think of. If I have the chance to run I would take it, if I had to jump off the window I would do it, if I had to bite his arm and kick my dad on the balls to get away, I would definitely do it. But either way I was ready to do whatever it takes to get away from him this time. I finally got up and face him with my head held high. "What do you want?" I didn't hesitated "I just wanna talk son." He reply "There is nothing to talk about here." I said "Oh, but there is son, you know it and I know it" he told me Before I could say anything else another voice joined in the conversation. "Didn't you hear what he said old man? He said there is nothing to talk about." Adee told him "And who the fuck are you? And why the fuck are you in my house?" my father got upset "Never mind that. You should worry about yourself for now old fuck, you hurt your own son and you are so gonna pay for that" Adee said "FUCK YOU FAGGET" He yelled the words out to Adee "No One calls me a fagget, you mother fucker" Adee said Without losing time Adee ran towards my dad making the first move to hit him. With one lucky shot Adee knocked the shit out of my dad sending him straight down to the floor; he stood next to my dad grabbing his black leather jacket pulling him up with no effort. Adee was well build and really strong by the looks of it. My dad tried to shake him off him but his efforts were useless. The punch Adee landed on my dad's face made him all confused for a few seconds, after my dad got a grip of what just happened he pushed Adee off again but this time he manage to let himself free from Adee's strong hold. "Get out of my house you fucker. NOW!" my dad screams out of his lungs "I'm not going anywhere without Andrew" Adee said Adee walk towards me and grabbed my hand pulling me to the door. We were almost by the door when my dad took a hold of my other free arm. "Please Andrew, don't go. Stay we need to talk" my dad said The look on his face was so sad, it was real the look on his face that when I looked at him straight to his eyes my heart felt a small pain. My dad's eyes were so red like if he was crying before he came back to the house. I stopped for a quick second and at that moment I realize my dad was hurt and he was suffering in the inside, all because of me, I created that pain and it was up to me to fix it or at least try. "Wait!" I told Adee looking at him straight to him with tears in my eyes "Oh no. please Andrew, he had hurt u and take advantage of you. You can't let this to continue, it's not healthy for you." He said "I know, I know. But I have to make things right and if I don't get them straight out right now that he wants to talk I would never will." "This is bull shit Andrew. You know what he would do to you if you stay" he says "No. I don't. But if I knew, I would still take the chance to finish this nightmare once and for all." I told him. "Are you fucken kidding with me right now? ... Are you being serious?" he asked "Yes I'm very serious right now. I'll call you if something goes wrong" I said "Oh my god! I can't believe this. Fine, have it your way" he reply Adee let go of my arm and left, closing the door behind him, leaving my dad and me alone in my room. We looked at each other for a long while till my dad broke the silence. "Andrew. I have no words to describe how...how sorry I am for what I've done to you." He said Without losing any more time he walks towards me and right before I could move away he was holding both of my arms pulling me forward to his chest. I didn't know what to do, once I smell that scent from his shirt I couldn't move, it feel like his scent was a drug that wouldn't let me move and inch. I just wanted to stay there as much as I can. At some point I felt I was dreaming, that this wasn't happening, then I started to get flash backs of what happened earlier and I began crying and shaking, at that moment my father put his arms around me and press hard, holding me even tighter. Once he let go of me, he looked at me with so much care and love. Holding my face steady he reached down and kissed me on the lips. I didn't know what to do, but I didn't care anymore. For the first time in my life I felt so happy and satisfy. I didn't have any other option but to respond to his sweet kiss. "Oh dad, you have no idea how much I really want you to..."I said when I was cut off by my dad "Shhhh baby. Don't say anything else; let me pay the debt I have with you. But this time I'll make sure I pay you good...just like you like you always wanted." He said He pulls me up and carried me to my bed, laying me down on it he took off his clothes real quick. I couldn't stop looking at him, at his beautiful and gorgeous naked body. His thick and juicy cock hanging between his hairy legs. "Is this really real? Or am I just dreaming?" I thought out loud "No baby, you are not dreaming...this is as real as my cock is, and my cock will be yours...all yours baby boy" he said (Shit, shit, shit, this is happening...it really is...I WILL MAKE LOVE WITH MY OWN FATHER) TO BE CONTINUE...