Date: Wed, 23 Dec 2020 23:34:20 +0000 (UTC)
From: ozorli65@aol.com
Subject: All for Terry (My Cop, My Hero (1)

This is a new tale with the gorgeous character from the 'All for Terry'
story. Its a different tale about thus stunningly beautiful man that
passed through my life ever so briefly some years back. And different
story with the same people meeting under different circumstances.
Again its only fiction as this beautiful man and i never did anything but
meet. 'Two ships passing in the night' as it were. But never docking
together.

This is for Terry. Where ever he may be.

Enjoy....

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All for Terry (My Cop, My Hero (1)

   I will never understand how I got here. How I fell into this utter
unhappiness. Into an horrible and abusive relationship, as I currently
am.

"I thought he loved me" I would keep saying to myself
"But he cant possibly"
"All he does is hurt me."

Yeah. How did I get here. Verbal and physical abuse by the man that I had
made my partner in life. And after near 4 years I knew I had to get out.
But where was i to go. I had broken ties with friends and family because
if him early on. So I had no place to run to for help and comfort. I was
alone with 'him'.
I sat there in the floor after his most recent attack. Bloodied and
bruised, crying into my hands. Praying to what ever force ruled the
universe to spare me from these horrors. Or at least to end my suffering
once and for all.

"Please." I cried to the heavens
"Please. Help me."
"If you are there. Help me"

The problem was not only Ed (my boyfriend), but it was those around me.
My neighbors and even the police. The neighbors seemed not to care about
the faggots killing each other in the other apartment. And the police
brushed it off as just a domestic dispute that needed no assistance.
I had called them once some time back to report Ed abd his abuse. A pair
of cops came, but they just said to keep the noises down. They didn't
care that he could kill me one day. And we could. At 6'2" and 210 pounds
he was much bigger than me. And he showed that every chance he could.
Bench all my bruisings.
So indeed i did believe I would die there at his hands. He even told me
to leave if I hated him so much. But his tone suggesting that which was
so true.

"Where the fuck will you go?" He growled

Again. 'How did I get here? you ask'. Well it wasn't always abuse and
disdain that he showed for me. I met Ed on one of those dating sites 4
years ago. And when i met the guy, he was kind and thought ful. He
actually persued me. And I liked it alot. For I never had the best of
luck in that department. I have dumped by more guys that I could count on
both hands. So when Ed (Edwin) came along and at first it seemed to go
well. I figure i had to ally found that which I so longed for.
And like I said, for the first almost year it was great. But that was
before I moved in with him. And that was when things changed. When I
moved in. The attitude towards me slowly changed. He got more angry and
frustrated with me and my friends. First the friends that he basically
told me it was 'them or him'. And I foolishly followed him. For I felt I
did not want to lose him. So I pushed them all away.
And that was when the abuse began. Not terribly so at first, but shouting
at me to start when he thought I was being 'Stupid'. Then the first
assault was when I broke something of his.

"What the fuck is wrong with you!?" He yelled at me
"Are clumsy, or just stupid!"

nd when I protested he attached me. Pushing me first. Then when I stood
up to tell his to 'Chill out' he hit me. The sting from that strike to
this day is felt on my cheek. I hit the floor from thw hard blow to my
face he gave me, cutting my lip.

"What is wrong with you?" I shouted

That first time it was just the one strike. He backed off and told me to
not be such a 'goddamn clutz'. I looked at him with some anger. Why did
he all of a sudden get so violent with me. But he apologized after.
Saying he was having a day and that my action was just the topper.
So I of course forgave him. And forgave him again when it happened again.
And each time after that for 2 years. I somehow figured that he was all I
had in my life. That he was what I deserved. Lying to myself that his
live was greater than his abuse.

"Is this it" I said to myself
"I hope it's just something that will pass"

Well it didn't. And it got worse. And it was the time he beat me black
and blue that I made the first call to the police. My first hope to have
someone help me from his assaults. Only to be shunned by them as just
being another faggot crying wolf. And after that Ed kicked my ass more.
And i was laid up for a few days from it.
And then he was sweet again after seeing the bumps and bruises he caused.
Again apologizing. Just adding that i shouldn't piss him off so much.
That it would be easier for me if I didn't. So I tried not to. Keeping
my. Distance when I could so as not to incur his wrath.
And it worked for a while. I even made friends with the woman that had
moved in to building. She lived downstairs and was always ever so nice to
me. Michelle was her name. She lived there with her daughter in the first
floor. She was about my age and had just recently divorced her own ex
husband.taking custody of the child.

"He is a shit" she told me
"And you shouldnt let that fucker you are with treat you badly"
"Men are fucks!"

She and her daughter Quinn brought a smile to my face whenever I saw
them. And I was over at her place whenever I could get away from him. So
for the most part all was okay for some months. That was until he came
home I a horrible mood that evening of the explosive attack.
He had done something at work that got him in trouble. And to my mind
now, I cannot remember what it was. I was down at Michelle's chatting
when I heard him come hime upstairs. I heard him bellow my name and told
Michelle I had to go.

"The ogre is home" I said laughing

Then i left her place and went to mine upstairs to greet him. I opened
the door and didn't even have time to say 'hi babe' before he started
shouting at me.

"Where the Goddamn Hell have you fucking been" he growled
"Just down stairs at our neigh..."
"Who the fuck told you you go go anywhere"
"Did I say.."
"I was just downsta..."

That was when he rushed me. The for blow hit my arm as i put it up to
block him. Then he just rained down punches on me. I cried out for him to
stop. But he didn't. He just kept hitting. I fell into unconsciousness
just as i heard the door. And then he stopped. But I was out. I faintly
heard a woman before floating off. I figured he was going to kill me
tonight.
I awoke to the sounds of sirens. Ans pain in my arm. Wretched pain from
whatever Ed had done to me. I looked up through swollen eyes and saw
Michelle. Then two policemen standing there in my apartment. They were
arguing about what should be done. One wanted to just write the incident
off. He had dark hair was was stocky in shape. The other wanted to take
Ed in. Telling him partner that to look at what he did to me. Ed was.to
the side in handcuffs.

"Don't worry" Michelle said
"The ambulance is on its way"

She looked at me with frightened eyes. Then the tall leaner cop stepped
over to me. He was beautiful. Even through my swollen beaten up face I
could see he was stunning. Blonde short cut wavy hair, a blonde mustache
over his lips. And soft tender hazel eyes. He looked down at me and said
I was doing to be okay. That I could press charges if I wanted to. I
looked at the badge on his chest and saw something of his last name. I
think it was Jamison or something like that. But I couldn't see the full
name.

"Of course he is going to press charges" Michelle stated
"Look at what that piece of shit did to him"
"I am here" she added holding my non injured hand.

Then I heard the other cop call out to officer Jamison. Telling him that
the ambulance was there. That he should take Michelle's statement. He
would take mine.

"Terry" he called out to his partner
"I will take the victims statement"
"You take this one to the car. The to take Michelle's statement.

He was obviously the senior officer of the two and Terry said okay. The
ambulance git there and I saw the for my come in. I was picked up and put
into it. The pain in my arm was excrutiating. One of the EMTs said I had
a broke arm. And they were going to take me to get me checked of for
other injuries. Saying I got my as beat.
Then officer Jamison (Terry) smiled down at me. Telling me once more it
would be okay. His beautiful eyes seemed to radiate his concern for my
well being.

"Okay Terry" said the other one.
"Take him outside"

I sighed a bit. There was pain in my sides to as I took in a breath. Did
Ed break a rib? I didn't know. I looked at the cop. Burke was his name.
He looked at me and almost scowled. The moments of hope I was feeling
were dashed almost instantly. He started to tell me that no one would
bother woth my case because I was gay. That my best bet was to just leave
but not press charges.

"Aren't you like the girl in this situation?" He then said
"Women... Uhm. Should know there place"
"And so should you gay guys"

I was insulted and saddened that he didn't care. He didn't care about me.
He was more interested in having to file a report for a homosexual. But
as he finished silently berating me for being who I was his partner came
in. And officer Jamison must have heard some of what he said.

"Jesus Jim. What is wrong woth you?" Terry said
"Thus poor guy was just beaten viciously by that fuck"
"Here. Let me. I will take his statement"

Michelle came in at the same time and near cussed out officer Burke.
Burke walked out as Michelle came by me. She said her part if what she
knew. And how hateful she always found Ed to be.
"I hear them all the time" she said

Officer Jamison looked down at me and made a simple observation. He asked
me why I was still here. Why I would put myself through such Crap. My
lips began to quiver as I knew the tears would start at any moment. So I
told him the truth. At least the truth was as I saw it. That I had no
other place to go. That I had no family and friends.
That was when Michelle chimed in. She quickly offered up her place to
stay until i could figure something else out.

"I am your friend" she said
"We haven't known each other long buy you are sweetest guy I know."

Terry smiled at her and then looked at me.

"See someone cares about you" he said
"Now. Lets take your statement"
"And I will make sure that fuck gets placed in jail"
"Just long enough for you to move out if here"
"Okay?"

Then officer Jamison smiled at me. His smile was as beautiful as his
face. We heard hus partner Burke call him. Saying that they needed to
go.

"Coming Jim" Terry said
"Its all going to be okay" he said to me
"Thank you officer Jamison" Michelle said
"Terry" he said
"Name is Terry"

He placed his hand on my shoulder and gently squeezed it. Then the EMTs
started to take me out.

"I will get some of your things and take it to my place today"
"Then I will come see you in a bit"

I told here where my key was. And i thanked her for her kindness. I was
taken out and I could here the cops arguing about this call. My call.
burke growling about 'these guys' Terry calling him out. Saying he didn't
think he was homophobic. And then he stated for.burke not to worry. He
would file the report. He looked back at me as I passed. Smiling softly.
I was then pulled into the ambulance.
And as I sat there in it as it took off I thought of the nice policeman
that seemed to actually give a shit about me. This handsome cop.
Officer Jamison. Terry. And I softly said his name as we drove off.
"Terry".....

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To be comtinued