FOUNDER'S SCHOOL FOR BOYS
Owen Edition
Authors note.
Here is the third and final chapter of a three-part detour into the life of our sweet little Owen. I do have a warning here. If you remember from the chapter where Owen met Brian, Owen told Brain how Kyle hurt him and how he tried to kill himself. I go into some detail about the forced sexual assault and the suicide attempt of Owen. It may be tough for you to read I know it was tough for me to write. I had to include it if I wanted Owen's story to make sense.
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Chapter 17
Owen Try's to Take His Life
For the next six months I didn't say a word to anyone. It was like as soon as my dad went to jail I just couldn't talk anymore. It was like I forgot or something. I continued to do well in class as long as the teacher didn't ask me a question. I got in trouble at first for it, but the Headmaster told all of my teachers that there was a medical reason for my silence and not to count it against me.
I lost weight because I barely ate anything and that caused some real issues with medical. I lay naked on the exam table after the Doctor looked me over. The Headmaster was there with a worried look on his face, "Ok Doc, I need to know what is going on with him. He has not said a word since his dad's video."
"All I can tell you is that this boy is extremely depressed. I am not a shrink, but you don't really need to be for this one. From everything you told me his dad was the center of his universe, and now he is gone. The boy doesn't care about anything enough now to live for."
"That makes sense, however, except for talking when called on, his grades have either stayed the same or improved."
"You told me that his dad asked him to work hard in school. The boy is fighting this depression while still trying to obey his dad. Is there anything we can do to get his dad here, or even a video call could help?"
"Don't you think I have already thought of that? His father parked him here not only for an education, but to protect him from his mother. Now it seems like we are also protecting him from the Feds. Two months ago, they came here demanding the list of names and pictures of all the students. They threatened to have me arrested for failure to comply with their requests. I told them to have a seat in the waiting room and I would see what I could do. I made a few phone calls to a few of the parents letting them know that the Feds are here and what they were asking for. I asked them if they knew why. Many of these kids are here under a fake name to protect them from reporters and others that want to use these kids against their parents. Within twenty minutes the agents phones rang telling them to get off the property."
"What did the agents do?"
"They of course, were angry. They asked how I made that happen. I told them that I knew nothing of the boy that they were looking for, but that we did have children of many wealthy politicians, and other government people who did not want their children's names given out. We protect their children from people like you, and they protect us from people like you. Needless to say, they left very angry."
"I bet" He laughed, "So find me someone in the psychiatric field to help this boy. As it is, he is staying in medical this weekend with a central line in him and nutrition fed to him that way."
"Ok Doc, I will find someone to help him, you do what you can"
The Headmaster left and the Doctor came to me, sat in his rolling chair, and put his hand on my face. "I don't know how to help you come back from this sweetie. I know you are hurting and maybe you don't know how to come back either. What I have to do now is to put a central line in your chest so I can get you some medicine that will help you. Then you are going to hang with me this weekend ok."
I nodded. What else was I going to do. He had me lay on my back with a towel over my face. "Ok Owen, you are going to feel two small stings on the right side of your chest. Just stay still for me."
I felt the sting and it hurt, but I didn't move. Maybe he would do it wrong and I would just die, then it would be over right? A few minutes later he pulled the towel off and I had these things coming out of my chest with a clear tube attached that went all the way up to this plastic bag with what looked like milk in it. I started crying missing my daddy and his milk. The Doctor picked me up and carried me to a room with a bed in it. He helped me into some underwear and covered me up.
He pulled this button off of the wall and attached it with a clip to the bed next to my left hand. Then he gave me a remote control and said, "The button on the left is a call button. Use it if you have to go to the bathroom or you need help. The other controls this tv right here. You can watch anything you want. This bag here contains a liquid food for you to help you get some strength and heath back. We will also be bringing you in regular meals. On this table next to your bed is a menu. You can choose what you want, or we will just bring you something. Do you understand?"
I nodded again.
"Owen, no one should have to live like this. If there is anything I can do to help. I have left you a note pad and pen here also. You name it sweetie and I will get it for you."
I grabbed the paper and pen and wrote down what I needed.
The Doctor took the pad and looked at it. "Owen, if I could bring your dad to you, I would have already done it."
He leaned down and kissed me on the cheek and left. I was deemed healthy enough to leave medical by Sunday night. I went back to my room and everyone asked if I was ok. I nodded, stripped to my underwear, and crawled under the blankets.
Shane came over to my bed and sat on the edge. "Owen, look at me please." I turned and looked at him. "Have you had a bath this weekend?
I wanted to lie and say that I had, but he already knew the answer, so I shook my head no. He pulled down the covers and said, "Let's go." He guided me to a shower instead of a bathtub. When he gave us showers he would strip off his clothes so he could make sure we were getting clean. It was not a sexual thing, although in the beginning I wished it were, after he stripped, he pulled off my underwear and we stepped into the shower. He washed me like he had done a hundred times already and helped me dry. "Do you have homework?
I shook my head no because I did it in medical. He said ok and handed me back my underwear saying, "Go put some clean ones on please."
For their part, Adam and Justice never teased me or got mad at me. They tried to help me but after a while they gave up and just acted like I wasn't there. Every once in a while they would try to involve me in something, and I would just shake my head no.
It was about six months later that something happened. I woke up about two in the morning needing to pee. I walked into the bathroom to find a boy laying on the ground shaking. I ran back to my room and shook Shane awake.
"What... What is it Owen?"
I tried pointing but he was still half asleep and not understanding me. Finally, I managed to say, "He...hel...Help!"
I pointed to the hallway and Shane said, "Show me Owen."
I ran out of the room with Shane on my heels. We turned into the bathroom to find the boy on the ground still shaking with blood around his head. Shane yelled out the door, "Code red!!! Code red!!!"
He ran back in and tried to keep the boys head from hitting the ground. Within seconds there were four older boys in the bathroom. One boy ran out and came back saying, "Medical will be here in a minute."
By this time working as a team the boys had the kid's bleeding head wrapped in a towel and doing everything they could to help him from doing any more damage to himself. He finally stopped shaking just as medical entered and took over."
Shane stood up and said, "Ok, everyone back to bed please. Give medical a clear path."
I walked back into my room where Adam and Justice dove on me whooping and hollering. Shane asked, "What is going on?"
Justice spoke up, "Hey marshmallow head. How did you know about the boy in the bathroom?"
Shane was confused, "Owen told me, why?"
Adam was next, "Please repeat what you just said slowly."
"I said that Owen told me." Confusion broke away and a smile came to his face. "Owen told me!!!" He grabbed me and said, "You should be very proud of yourself Owen, you may have saved that boys life tonight."
I got a surprised look on my face and ran out of the room, across the hall and into the bathroom where a guy from medical was cleaning the blood off the floor. I ran up to the toilet and peed for a long time.
I got back into my room, went to my bed, got under my covers, and said, "Goodnight."
The next morning, I was talking again, but I still didn't want to be around anyone more than I had to. Justice came up to me when it was just us in the room. "Are you ok now Owen, we were really worried about you?"
"No, I don't think I am ok. I know you and Adam have been trying to be my friends, but I just can't do it yet. I always feel like crying, and everything just feels... I guess that is it, it doesn't feel. I don't feel anything but sad. Please don't be mad, but I just don't think I can be friends yet."
"Ok, I don't understand it, but we will give you your space. Just know that we will be here when you need us. We told your dad that first day that we had your back, and I am not a liar." With that said, I ran crying out of the building to find a place to hide until class.
I was mad at myself because all morning I was so hungry. At lunch I went into the dining room and asked the man if I could get a to go tray. He gave it to me, and I left the lunchroom and ate outside.
A man came up to me and asked, "Are you Owen Wilson?" I nodded my head, "That' right, you are not talking. Well, my name is Dr. Butler and I am the school's Psychologist. Do you know what that is?"
"Yes, you're a head Doctor. I heard them talking about you in medical."
"I thought you couldn't talk?"
"I guess I found my voice last night during an emergency."
"Good for you my boy, that is half the battle. Can I ask why you are eating lunch out here instead of inside with your house?"
"Because I am sad, sometimes I just start crying. I just don't want to be around anyone. Sometimes I go down to the second floor and lock myself in the yelling room since no one hardly ever goes in there and it is the only place I can be alone."
"Why is it so important to be alone Owen?"
"I don't know really. I just hate being with people, I want everyone to leave me alone, and that includes you."
I grabbed my lunch and tossed it in the trash, then I grabbed my backpack and walked away from him and into the library. I found a corner and hid until the bell rang for class.
This is how I lived my life for another three months. I woke up, went to breakfast, classes, lunch, classes, dinner, and then the yelling room where I did my homework. Then I would take a shower, brush my teeth, and go to bed. Then repeat it all the next day.
Even though I could talk now, I rarely did. I answered questions when I was asked, but that was it. I was required to spend two hours a week with Dr. Butler but didn't talk much to him either. They put me on these pills for a bit, but they weren't helping, if anything they were making it worse, and Dr. Butler pulled me off of them.
One day when I was in the yelling room, the door opened, and this older boy walked in wearing just his boxers. He looked to be maybe twelve. I noticed some hair in his pits when he lifted his arms. He just leaned against the wall and stared at me. "Why are you looking at me like that?"
"You are Owen right?"
"Yea, what do you want?" I asked and stood up.
He walked forward and hit me in the stomach and knocked me back down. "I know all about you. No one likes you or talks to you. So, I have decided to make you my bitch."
"I don't want to be your bitch whatever that is. Just leave me alone."
He grabbed me by the shirt and picked me up and punched me in the stomach again. "See Owen, we are getting off to a bad start. You will be my bitch and you will like it. Let me be clear on this, I run this school, so I will know if you tell anyone about me. I will deny even knowing you and will only hit you where it won't leave a mark. You are the weird kid that everyone thinks is crazy, so no one will believe you over me. If I ever get asked about it, I will beat you and cause you pain like you have never known. Do you believe me?" I nodded my head that I understood.
He stood up and faced me and dropped his boxers. His dick was hard and stood out four inches with a few hairs around it. "Get on your knees bitch."
I knew what he wanted me to do, and I didn't want to, but I was too scared to say no. So, I got on my knees like I was told.
"Now this is going to be very simple, and I will explain it to you so even some stupid kid like you will be able to figure it out." He walked right up to me and put his dick in my face. I turned my head to avoid it. He grabbed my shirt again and hit me again. I dropped to my knees in front of him again. "That was wrong bitch. You never turn your head away from my dick." He put his dick in my face again and this time I didn't turn. "Good bitch. Now this dick and balls will become your best friends. I mean since you don't have any others, so you might as well be friends with my dick."
He went on to explain what he expected me to do to him. I acted as though I knew nothing of gay sex so he would not push it too far. He warned me about biting and using my teeth. He explained to me how he wanted his balls licked and then how I was to suck his dick. He even told me how he would be cumming in my mouth and that I was to swallow every drop, or he would beat me.
I was not worried about the sex. I mean, if he would have just asked I might have done it. I was worried about how far he would take this. Would he want to put it in my butt too?
I took him in my mouth and gave what I figured was a horrible suck job, but he did cum and I swallowed it all, not that there was much. I hate to admit it, but he did taste good.
When he was satisfied, he pulled up his boxers, "Now that was not so bad, was it?"
"Please don't make me do it again, please it was awful." I cried.
"You see Owen, I am horny all the time so you will be helping me out every night. Only, from now on, you will come back from dinner, go to your room, and leave all your clothes there except your underwear. I will allow you your underwear as long as you are doing what you are told to do. If you say no to me or don't show, I will make you walk around naked all the time, are we clear?"
"Yes."
"Owen, I am a man and you will address me as Sir."
I was still very scared of this boy, so I didn't press it. I would have to figure out a way to get away from him. For now, all I could say was, "Yes sir."
This went on for three weeks till my ninth birthday. I was moved over to Tween Town and a new big brother named Bobby. Things did not improve at all, in fact, Kyle started getting rougher with me during our sessions.
I was in Tween Town for two weeks when Kyle told me his plans for my future. I was naked and on my knees in the yelling room. He had told me that a bitch doesn't wear any clothes while servicing it's man. Kyle had just cum in my mouth and was pulling up his boxers. My underwear was in the corner where Kyle threw them.
"Bitch, I have got great news for you. I talked to my dad and he is going to arrange for you to spend next weekend at my house. We are going to have so much fun. I have some friends that I told about you and how much you love sucking dick. They can't wait to meet you. Then the fun begins. I have been using your mouth to get off for a month now, but you have a nice hole between those butt cheeks that my cock can't wait to try out."
"No, you can't do that to me. I have done everything you have told me to do. You can't put it in my butt and let your friends use me, please no."
"I am sad that you are acting this way. I think when we get to my house, I will have to do a little attitude adjusting."
"No, I won't go. I will refuse and you won't be able to do it to me."
"I guess you could, but I want you to think about what I will do to you if you don't go home with me this weekend. Think hard about this." He said as he left.
I just sat there naked and cried. When I was done crying, I put on my underwear, grabbed my books, and headed to the bathroom to wash my face and rinse out my mouth. I knew that there was only one thing I could do so stop Kyle, and all the sadness inside.
The next day I took a razor blade from art class and hid it in a book. Once all the classes were done and everyone was at lunch, I went into my house, stripped to my underwear and headed to the showers. I sat in a corner with the razor blade in my hand. I screamed as I slit one wrist and then the other. I watched the blood run out and knew that soon all the pain and sadness would be over.
I was feeling very sleepy and cold. I thought I heard a scream, and then saw Bobby trying to wrap my wrists with towels. When I didn't come to lunch he came looking for me. I tried to push him away but didn't have the strength. He picked me up in his arms and ran with me all the way to medical. While we were running everything dimmed and then went black.
You can't imagine the anger and sadness when I woke up to find I was still alive. Bobby was there watching tv with a hand on my covered leg. When he saw my eyes open, he ran out of the room and came back in with Dr. Butler and Dr. Jacobs.
Dr. Jacobs shined a light in my eyes that hurt, and I tried to avoid. Then looked at me and said, "You are a very lucky boy. You lost a lot of blood but thanks to the quick thinking of Bobby here, you will make a full recovery.
They were all looking at me. I looked at my wrists then back at them. I rolled away from them and just cried. I am so stupid and worthless that I could not even kill myself right. Over the next few days, the nurse and the Doctor checked my wrists a lot and told me they were healing fine and there would only be a slight scar. Like I cared about a scar.
I would have to hide somewhere next time. Kyle would be waiting for me when I got out and I don't think I could deal with it again. Maybe I could just run away, it's not like anyone was going to look for me.
It was three days later and all I thought about was my next try at killing myself. Bobby came to see me at least three times a day. Tonight, he was having dinner with me. I don't know why, I have not said a word to him or anyone else since I woke up, but he came anyway. He would tell me what was going on in the school like I cared. However, tonight he was telling me a story that caught my attention.
"You should have seen it Owen. Kyle was leaning over this kid that was just here for the day testing. I guess Kyle was saying some nasty stuff to that Cboy Timmy. Anyway, this Brian kid elbowed Kyle right in the balls, and then using the palm of his hand brought it up real hard into Kyles chin knocking him to the ground. Then this little kid, just a little smaller than you, jumped on his chest and stated hitting Kyle in the face. It took three Cboys to get the kid off Kyle and out of the dining room. I am not sure if that Brian kid is coming back, but I know Kyle isn't."
I sat up so fast that it scared Bobby a bit. Then I spoke the first words I have said in a while. "Is Kyle really gone? He isn't coming back?"
"Yes, he is gone, and he is never coming back. It turns out that he was bulling lots of kids, and that is one of those Zero Tolerance rules."
I started crying uncontrollably and almost fell out of the bed. Bobby caught me and I threw my arms around his neck. "Owen, what's going on? Why are you crying?"
I hugged him tighter, "He hurt me so much Bobby and said that he was arranging to have me come home with him for the weekend where he was going to let his friends hurt me. I just wanted it to stop."
Bobby pushed me back so he could look in my face. "Are you talking about Kyle? Kyle was doing things to you?"
I was worried because Bobby was looking really mad. "Yes, he was making me suck on his dick every night and was hitting me all the time. He told me if I said anything he would beat me up more."
"Oh my god Owen, why didn't you tell me? I would have protected you from him."
"No, you wouldn't have." I said pushing him away from me. "No one cares about me. I am just the weird kid with no family."
Bobby pulled me towards him. "Now you listen to me Owen. You chose to be left alone and we all honored that, but if you think for one second that I would have allowed him to hurt you, you would be very wrong." He stopped talking and turned green, "Oh my god, this is my fault. I am your big brother and I failed to protect you. I am so sorry Owen, how could I have been so blind." Then something that I could not believe happened. Bobby started crying.
I knew it was not his fault, how could he have known? Just then Dr. Butler came into the room and was surprised to see me and Bobby crying. He pulled up a chair and asked, "What is going on here?"
Bobby looked at me. "You can tell him, or I will."
I shook my head no, but Bobby was not going to let this lie. "Well Doc, I was just telling Owen about how that Brian kid beat up Kyle."
Bobby looked at me and I still was not talking. "What gives Bobby?" The Doc asked.
"Well Doc, it turns out the primary reason Owen tried to kill himself was because that dirt bag Kyle was raping him. He was also punching him if he said no."
The Doctor looked at me and asked, "Is this true Owen?"
I nodded my head yes. The Doctor stood and pulled out his cell phone and dialed a number. "Joe, I need you in medical now. I don't care that you just got home. You need to turn around and get back here now."
About ten minutes later the Doctor came back in and sat in a rolling chair. "Ok Owen, as soon as the Headmaster get here I am going to ask you a bunch of questions about what happened. Because you were physically and sexually assaulted, I will need to record everything. If you think that there is something that you don't want Bobby to hear, you just let me know and I will stop and ask him to leave."
"I guess he already knows everything. It will be all over the house before I even get back there."
"Whoa little brother. I would never do that to you or anyone. What is said in this room will never leave it through me. All I can give you is my word. I am not sure what good that is since you had my word that I would protect you, and then let this happen to you."
I looked at him with tears in my eyes, "It is not your fault Bobby. I didn't tell you or even really talk to you, so how could you have known what Kyle was doing to me?"
With tears falling from his eyes, "Because it was my job to know what was happing with you. Just because you didn't want to share it with me is not the problem. The problem is that I was assigned three nine-year old's to look after. It was my job to know where you were and what you were doing. You always came back in time to shower and get to bed so I didn't check on you. I knew you were in the yelling room and I should have looked in on you every time."
The Doctor jumped in, "Maybe you dropped the ball on this one Bobby, and you should have checked on him, that is on you. However, you are sixteen and we assigned you a boy who has some issues without teaching or even talking with you about how to deal with them. That is on us. Now what I see is a young man who saved a boy's life and stuck by his side during his recovery. You could have walked away and none of us would have held it against you, but you stayed. For that, I am willing to let the past drop and tell you how proud I am of how you have handled this whole situation. Many boys would have walked away from Owen especially after they heard about the gay sex."
"Yea, but that was not his fault. He was being forced by a boy who is bigger and a lot meaner than he is."
Just as Bobby was about to say something else, the Headmaster ran in wearing shorts, a t-shirt, and sandals. I had never seen him in anything but a suit before.
Over the next hour, the Doctor asked me many questions and recorded the whole conversation. I saw how mad Bobby and the Headmaster were getting as I described in detail what had happened to me.
The Headmaster sat on the bed next to me, "Owen, the first thing that we will need to do is call the police."
"Are they going to arrest me?" I asked in a panic. I had never watched cop shows on tv or ever had any contact with the police at all.
The Headmaster put an arm around my shoulders and said, "No Owen, they will just be asking you many of the same questions that we have asked you. They will, however, most likely be arresting Kyle."
In a panic, "No, you can't do that he will hurt me when he finds out."
Bobby jumped up, "Owen, he will never come near you again. If I ever see him again I will beat him bloody."
The Headmaster said, "Calm down both of you. Owen, like Bobby said, he will never get near you again. He is not allowed back on school grounds, ever.. He is a problem you will never have to suffer through in the future."
I stayed in medical for a few more days. During that time some of the boys came over from my house and said that they heard about Kyle bullying me, but no one said anything about the sex. I was a little nervous about it, but it turns out that there were others in the house that Kyle was tormenting as well. I don't know it there was sex involved in their encounters since no one went into detail.
I went back in the same room with Bobby and things were ok I guess. My sadness was still there, but my fear was gone. I still used the yelling room for some quiet time, but Bobby checked on me a lot.
About a week later I was in the dining room standing in line to get our lunch, Bobby pointed out a boy at the Crossman table, "Look over there Owen. That boy at the end of the table, that is Brian the kid that took down Kyle."
I watched him as I carried my try to the table. He looked really sad at first, but after a bit, I watched him talking with the other kids and laughing. He was so cool.
When Bobby got up to talk to someone, I got up and walked over to Brian. "Excuse me Brian, would it be ok if I talked to you?"
"Sure, I guess. What's up?"
"I just wanted to thank you for helping me."
"I don't understand, when did I help you?"
"When you beat up Kyle." I showed him my wrists.
Brad saw what was happening and came over. He got on his knees in front of me, "Owen, are you sure you want to talk about it?"
"Yes, I am sure."
"Ok, do you want me to explain the first part?" The boy nodded. "Brian, this is Owen, he just turned nine a few weeks ago. His dad is away, and mom could care less about him, so he felt like he had no one to help him. His big brother in his house, found him in the shower with his wrists cut." I could see the surprise in his face. "We had no idea why, and he would not say a word. He would not eat so he was in medical with a tube connected to his chest for food."
Owen took over from there. "I was in Kyle's house, and he did things to me and told me if I told anyone he would kill me. I was so scared, I thought the only way out was to kill myself, so I cut my wrist so I would die."
Bobby came up behind me and took over. "When I found Owen in the shower room and all that blood, I grabbed some towels and wrapped his wrists and carried him over to medical. This was the same day and just after you beat up Kyle. It took about a week before he would even respond to me. He finally told me what Kyle was doing to him. I was so angry at myself. How could I have missed this; it was my job to look after him and I failed. The anger was so deep, that I was ready to hunt that jerk down and beat him to death. I knew Kyle was a jerk, but I never knew how he was torturing some of the other boys"
I took a deep breath and went on. "This is Bobby, he is my big brother. When he told me what happened between you and Kyle, and that you were like the same size as I am, I told him everything."
"I am so sorry that happened to you. I am still not sure why you are thanking me though."
"Because if you would not have beat up Kyle, and got him kicked out of the school, I would have found a way to finish what I started and killed myself. Once I found out that Kyle was gone, I was able to tell Bobby what he did without the fear of Kyle hurting me anymore. As soon as the house found out, they all came to visit me and told me that they would never let anything happen to me again. So, thank you for freeing me" I went up to him and gave him a big hug, and kept saying "Thank you for saving me." In his ear.
He hugged me back and said, "You are welcome. If anyone tries to mess with you again, you tell me, and I will I kick their butt."
With the intervention of both of our big brothers, Brian and I became friends. I even broke my word to my daddy and told him what my daddy and I did together. He didn't judge me and even included me when he did things with Timmy. They both came to my house to play games and just hang out. We even went to a movie one weekend. Brian and I are in Drama and we worked on our lines together and did pretty good if I do say so myself, and I do. (Giggle)
But what really changed my whole outlook on things, was the time at lunch when Brian stopped at my table and asked me to come with him. He was going to do a video call with his family, and he wanted me to meet them. I couldn't believe he really wanted me to meet his family. The call was fun, and his brother Donny said that I was now his brother too. It was the best day I have had since my daddy went away.
One day I was talking with Dr. Butler. Yes, I said talking. Turns out he is a really nice guy and has really helped me through my sadness. One day during our session, I asked him if I could become a Crossman.
"Why do you want to be a Crossman Owen?"
"Well, because I want to be with my friends mostly."
"I am not sure it would be possible. There is a lot more to being a Crossman then just hanging out with your friends."
I thought for a bit on how I wanted to say this. "Dr. Butler, you said anything I tell you in our sessions has to stay between you and me right?"
"That is true, up to a point. If I think that you are going to do harm to yourself or someone else I have to act on it."
"Well... You're a Crossman right?"
"Yes, I am why?"
"Well I want to tell you something that is not about me hurting myself or anyone else, but I have to trust you to keep it between you and me."
"Ok, you have my word."
I went on to tell him about daddy's milk and how much I loved it and miss it. I told him that I am pretty sure that I know what goes on in the Crossman house and that I know they are drinking pee at meals.
"If what you think you know it true, why would you want to be a Crossman?"
"Because I want to be part of that. Not only will I get to be with the only friends I have ever had, but I will be getting all the daddy's milk I want."
"I will tell you what, let me think about it and talk it over with some others and I will let you know."
What I didn't know was that while I was going about my day, some people that I didn't even know were meeting with my daddy.
Daddy
I was escorted from my cell to the attorney visiting room where two men were waiting. The first was my lawyer and the other was a man that I had never met.
My lawyer was the first to speak. "Tom, this is Dr. Winters and he is here to do a phycological work up on you."
I watched as the Doctor pushed a small button on the top of his briefcase. If he were not deliberately showing me, I would have never seen it. "Why are we doing a psych workup?"
The Doctor answered, "Where not. What you just saw me do was activate a small signal jammer. What we are about to say, we don't want anyone hearing. As Frank told you, my name is Dr. Paul Winters and I am a Crossman. I am here today to talk about Owen."
I got a little excited but tried hard not to show it. They may be jamming signals, but the guards were still watching from outside the room. "Is he ok? I have been too afraid to ask for fear that they would find him."
The Doctor smiled, "Oh, they tried. They came to the school demanding the names and pictures of all of the students. What they didn't realize at the time is that there are a lot of students at this school with fake names. Their parents are high ranking officials in the governments of not only America but other countries as well. There are also children of the very rich and powerful going to this school. The school protects these children from anyone finding out who they really are. Once these parents found out about the investigation going on, all hell broke loose." This got a laugh out of the Doctor.
"So, Owen is safe?"
"Yes, from outside issues. However, there are some thing you need to know."
He went on to describe Owen's attempted suicide, as well as his months of not talking. My heart was breaking. I could not imagine how bad it must be for my little chatter box to go silent. He then went on to tell me about the forced sexual assault that led to the suicide attempt.
"How could you have let this happen?" I stood and yelled loudly. This brought the guards in.
"It's ok guys, he just got some bad news. Sit down Tom. It's ok, you guys can go back outside please." Frank said.
"Ok, but Mr. Jackson if you come out of that seat again, I will be forced to end this meeting and you will be locked down."
"You are right Dawson It will not happen again I'm sorry" I said, and the guards went back outside and closed the door.
"Now," the Doctor continued, "We dropped the ball on this and should have seen it coming. We knew he was depressed about losing you and were working with him on it. We didn't know he was being assaulted or we certainly would have put a stop to it. Owen is Ok now and doing much better. The boy that did it, is in jail. Let me tell you what happened with him..."
He went on to tell me about the little boy that took the kid out and about how the boy was not a Crossman at the time. He told me how this nine-year-old boy took a train by himself to find FSB and begged to become a Crossman. He went on to tell me how the boy and Owen had become great friends and how he let Owen join him and his best friend. "So, Owen is doing so well now."
"I am so glad to hear that."
"Now we come to the point of my visit. At this time, I am going to ask your lawyer to step out." The Doctor said.
"Why does my lawyer have to step out?"
"Because what I am about to say is confidential and is for your ears only. If, after you hear what I have to say, you want him back in, then I will continue with him here."
"Frank, this is my son, and I have to know what this is about. Do you mind?"
My lawyer stood and said, "Of course not, I will be outside if you need me."
Frank knocked on the door, and when it was opened he stepped through it and the door closed again. The Doctor continued, "
"During his talk with my colleague at FSB Owen has asked to become a Crossman, partly because his friends are, and partly because he knows or thinks he knows what the Cboys do. In order for him to become a Crossman, you have to approve of it, and become one yourself."
"Why do I need to become a Crossman? From what you have told me about this Brian kid, his parents are not Crossman."
"That is true, and we are not sure how we are going to handle it when his parents get back. The real difference here though is that his dad was not having sex with his son."
I felt like I was going to have a heart attack. I never thought Owen would tell someone about what we did together. My only thought was that I will lose him forever because of this.
The Doctor put his hand on mine and said, "Every scenario going through your head right now is wrong. You will not lose your son over this, you will not be prosecuted for this, and your son only told my colleague because he was so lost and alone that everything just came out. You should know that everything Owen has told him is confidential. I know about it because in order for you to give your consent you had to understand everything that happened."
"I am so confused by all of this. What is it you are after?"
"As I said, in order for Owen to be allowed to be a Crossman you have to approve it. In order for you to approve it, you have to understand it..." He went on to tell me all about the Crossman and the social structure of their communities and households. When he told me how the children are raised to show respect and pleasure their fathers, I almost fell out of my chair.
"So, you see Tom, our social structure is not much different than the one you were already teaching your son."
"I see what you are saying, but I want my son to understand that sex is pleasure, I don't want him to be a slave to it or forced to perform as someone's bitch."
"You see, we are on the same page." He went on into more detail and the fear I had about this group being like the group I almost got involved with dissolved.
"Ok, so if I agree to this, and my son wants to go through with this, what is next?"
"Your son will go through a more thorough physical exam, and then moved into the Crossman house. He will be expected to service men as assigned. However, he will never be forced to do so. He will be protected at all times and will grow up with the future that you have always wanted for him. Will you agree to this, and accept your place as a Crossman as well?"
"I am not sure I am totally comfortable with this, but what choice do I have with you knowing what you know?"
"Oh my, you took what I said as a threat. No sir, what I told you about what Owen said was not to force your hand. I only brought that up so you would not act surprised and outraged when I told you about the Crossman. If you would have said no, then we would have come up with a reason why Owen could not join the Crossman that had nothing to do with you, and we would have let it drop. With that information understood, I ask you again, will you allow Owen to become a Crossman with you becoming one as well?"
I was in turmoil, part of me was screaming not to allow it. While the other part was saying, this is Owen's future, let it happen. "Let's do it, you have my permission."
"Very good. You may not believe this right now, but this is the best thing for both of you."
We shook hands and he left.
BACK TO OWEN
I found out that Timmy was going home for the weekend and that Brian had been asked by our Drama teacher and her husband to come to their house for the weekend. I thought I was going to be alone until Dr. Butler came into the auditorium during Drama class. Brian told me to go talk to him.
"Hi Doc, what brings you here?" I asked.
"Well it just so happens that you do."
"Me, what did I do?"
"Nothing my boy, calm down. I wanted to know if you might be interested in coming to my house and hanging out with me for the weekend?"
I got so excited. I have not left this school since the last time I saw my daddy. I said a little louder than I meant to, "Really, I get to go home with you?"
He just laughed, "I guess if you want to. You should know that we will be having lots of fun but will also be doing some real honest talking. Will you be ok with that?"
"Oh yes sir."
I ran back to Brian to tell him all about it. The next night after my last class instead of going to dinner I rushed back to my house. I thought it would be more crowded with all the kids going home. I found out later that most of the kids just wear their school clothes out to meet their parents. When I got to my room, Dr. Butler was sitting there waiting for me.
"You still interested in coming home with me this weekend?"
"Oh yea, you haven't changed your mind have you?" I asked worried.
"Not a chance. Let's get you changed."
He helped me strip out of my clothes and get dressed in a pair of cargo shorts and a t-shirt. "Shouldn't I dress up a little nicer to go to your place?"
"This is a relaxing weekend my friend. We will go get some dinner and after that, we will go to my place. We will watch a movie and then bed. Tomorrow we will spend most of our day on my boat fishing and swimming. We will also be doing a lot of talking."
I put on my socks and tennis shoes and we were out the door.