Date: Thu, 15 May 2014 21:52:31 +0000 From: B S Subject: Accidents will Happen - Chapter 32 This story is a work of FICTION. The events described are my own invention. Any similarities to actual events or persons are strictly coincidental. The author retains the copyright, and any other rights, to this original story. You may not publish it or any part of it without my explicit authorization. This story contains depictions of consensual sexual acts between teenage male and an older male in certain chapters. It is intended for mature audiences only. If you find this type of material offensive or if you are under the legal age to read said material; please proceed no further. The Author by no means condones the actions in this story. Thank you to all who have taken the time to message me. I very much appreciate your feedback and comments and love to hear from you guys who read the story. Please feel free to send any comments to hotboy__28@hotmail.com Accidents will Happen Chapter 32 I watched Dylan and Jimmy talking through the window of Dylan's room. What I was about to do to Jimmy made my heart heavy, I knew he would get in to some serious trouble with his family when they found out but I'd made my decision. Dylan was the love of my life and someone had tried to kill him, and that someone I suspected was the same person who had given Jimmy the beating. If Jimmy had problems then they were about to get a hundred times worse but we would support him, I would support him. "Do you have officer Sharp's number Jane?" I asked. "Yeah I have his card in my bag here somewhere. Do you really think that Jimmy or his family is involved in Dylan's accident Dan?" "I'm near as damn sure Jane, all the pieces add up we just need the Police to go visit them and give them some tough justice." I took the card from Jane and entered officer Sharp's number in to my phone. It rang twice before he picked up. "Sharp" he said tersely. "Sharp, it's Dan Thomson." "Hey Dan is everything ok, I only left there an hour ago?" "Yeah I know Sharp but you remember the kid who ran into us as you were leaving, well he's the Jimmy kid that Dylan was talking about. He came to the hospital because his brother told him the Dylan was dead." "Why would his brother think that?" Sharp asked. "Well seemingly Jimmy's brother knew that Dylan had been involved in an accident and told Jimmy he was dead." "But we haven't released any info on the accident at all, not who was involved or even the fact that there was an accident." "Exactly? and Sharp, Jimmy has a pair of real beauty black eyes that his brother gave him too for being a fag." "Jesus, I'm on my way back Dan, don't let Jimmy leave before I get there I need to talk to him seriously." I hung up and looked at Jane, "He's on his way back, I hope I haven't made this worse than it is already." "Dan you have done the right thing, if anything hopefully Jimmy will get some protection from his brutal family this way." "I hope you're right Jane, I really do. I need to get some air I'll be back in a while. If Dylan asks for me just let him know where I've gone." "Ok Dan." Jane replied. She gently touched my arm and looked me directly in to my eyes, "Don't beat yourself up over this Dan, you had to do what you did." I nodded slowly in reply and walked away not looking back as I headed towards the elevators. A short time later I was back in the Emergency Department where all of this had started. It had been just a day since Dylan had been rushed in to my ER and the memory made me shiver and the hair on my arms stood on end. I shook myself out of the daze and headed outside. It was still bitterly cold and several inches of snow was still on the ground from the storm but I needed some peace and quiet to think and some fresh air to clear my head. I was extremely worried that my actions had put Jimmy's safety at risk and I wanted to catch Officer Sharp before he went up to Dylan's room to get some assurance from him that the Police would look after Jimmy. I wandered around the car park, pacing up and down like an expectant father waiting for news on the arrival of his child. "Dan Thomson???" a voice asked from my left. I hadn't heard anyone approach and looked up for the voice. "Yeah that's me, who are you? Sorry do I know you?" I asked. Stood before me was a young looking guy, around his early twenties, tall and well-built but scruffy and unkempt. As I looked at him he seemed familiar but I couldn't place him. "No you don't know me but you will very soon." He said with a sneer in his voice that made me take a step back from him. I suddenly felt concerned for my safety, not scared or afraid but worried. "I'm not sure who you are or what you want but I'm sorry I don't have time to talk to you right now I have patients to tend to" I said trying to sound as authoritative and calm as I could. I was around 30 metres from the entrance to the emergency department but it suddenly felt like a mile. I walked towards the entrance and as I went to walk past a hand pushed hard against my chest. "I don't think so fag, I think you and I have some business to finish." My blood ran cold as I suddenly understood why his face looked familiar to me, he looked like an older version of Jimmy. My concern turned to fear as I tried to push the hand off my chest. "I have nothing to say to you or to discuss with you so I suggest you leave" I replied looking my assailant directly in the eyes. "That's ok I didn't want to talk to you much anyway" he replied as he removed his hand from my chest. I breathed a sigh of relief and went to push past him. I didn't see his fist until it was too late; it connected with side of my face knocking me completely off my feet. I hit the ground hard my back slamming up against the side wall of the hospital. As I landed he followed his punch with a kick and a stamp to my stomach and ribs. I knew I was in trouble and if I didn't get away the likelihood of me being seriously injured was extremely high. "Join your fag boyfriend in hell fucking queer" he shouted at me, his voice full of hate. I curled myself up and tried to protect my head with my arms as another barrage of kicks and stamps flew in to my body which was now screaming with pain. I tried to keep focused but the light was dimming and my peripheral vision was darkening and closing in. I was close to losing consciousness and I knew if I did that I might not ever regain it. I tried to call out for help but my voice had disappeared. "There's no one here to help you fag, just me and you and you're gonna fucking pay for letting your fag boyfriend turn my brother in to a fag." "What the fuck are you talking about?" I said in no more than a whisper. Jimmy's brother briefly stopped and leaned down to me and hissed in my ear, "What did you say fag??" "What the fuck are you talking about?" I repeated slowly wiping my now bloody face after his kicks had broken through my protection. "What the fuck am I talking about?? I am talking about your fucking queer dead boyfriend turning my little brother in to a fag. He was a normal fucking 15 year old kid until your fucking dirty filthy homo boyfriend got his hands on him. He fucking turned him in to a queer. But don't worry when he comes out from the hospital I'm gonna beat Jimmy straight. He won't be queer for long, not when I've finished with him. But don't you worry your pretty little head about it Doctor cos you see you aint gonna be around to see it, I'm gonna finish you off right now." Jimmy's brother punched me in the head before getting up and starting a full on assault with his feet, kicking me like I was a football. I felt the energy start to leave my body and knew that this was it as I closed my eyes. I opened them slowly one last time as raised voices and screams delayed my slip in to unconsciousness. Something else was going on around me but I didn't have the energy to focus as I closed my eyes again and let the darkness take hold. "I'm sorry Dylan, so sorry" I whispered to myself as I passed out. "Dan, Dan?. Dan can you hear me?" I heard from my subconscious. "Come on Dan open your eyes for me. That's it come on open them, look at me Dan, focus on my face Dan. Do you know who I am?" I slowly opened my eyes, the face before me blurred and in slow motion. I blinked and tried to focus on the face in front of me. I started to take deeper breaths trying to get air into my lungs and to my brain. I winced as I realized trying to breathe was a painful experience. "That's it Dan focus on me, look at me Dan." I started to regain my bearings and my vision started to sharpen. I could now see the face in front of me more clearly and recognized it. "Hey you bring that trolley over here and go and get some help quickly" the voice said firmly. I focused some more and now knew the face in front of me it was Officer Sharp. As I started to become more aware of my surroundings I heard the distant wail of sirens approaching. "Are you with me Dan? Can you hear and see me ok?" Officer Sharp asked his face consumed with worry and concern. I nodded gently, every movement feeling like red hot pokers. "Thank fuck for that, I thought I'd lost you there for a minute." As I laid there I felt the cold of the ground I was laying on pierce my body and cool me to my very core. I started to shiver uncontrollably. At that point I was surrounded by a massive group of doctors and nurses. "Jesus Dan, what the hell happened?" asked a voice that I recognized it was Roger Stevens. "Right team get a neck brace on him please and let's get him on to a spinal board just in case." "Roger I'm fine" I said hoarsely, "Just help me up and I can walk in." "Not a chance Dan, not a chance in hell, we need to get you inside and check you first, you know the drill." I gave up arguing and looked for Officer Sharp. As I caught his eye six or seven police cars hurtled in to the hospital car park, lights flashing and sirens screaming. "Sharp" I cried out softly. "Hey Dan" he said softly. "Welcome back." "Sharp what the hell just happened??" "Dan, you need to stop moving around please, we need to get this neck brace on you and get you on this board" Roger intervened. "I'll tell you when you get all checked out but in the mean I have some work to do with this scumbag down here" he said pointing at a person face down on the ground. "Is he dead?" I asked "No, he didn't take to kindly to my taser though and when he went down he hit his head hard on the ground and knocked himself out. We'll deal with him after we've sorted you out. But you're lucky when I got here he was giving you a right pasting." "Ok guys we have him secure let's get Dan to the ER and get him checked out" Roger said as they wheeled me away.