Date: Mon, 17 May 2010 00:52:07 -0400 (EDT)
From: jacobmillertex@aol.com
Subject: Jacob Finding His Way: Chapter 29

{Jacob Finding His Way is based on mostly true events in my life. To keep
the story interesting for the readers, some events now in the story are
fictionalized. As I am writing this story, I am above the age of 21. If you
want a story with lots of sex, look elsewhere. This is a love story. Seeing
as it is a love story, sex is in there, but it's in realistic balance in
the characters' lives.

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Written by J.P.G.


		Chapter 29

(JACOB'S POINT OF VIEW)

I am sitting in the television room talking with the guys about my brother
Jeremy. They want to know how he was and what to look forward to. I am
telling them all the stories about my brother that I can remember. There
were funny ones and, at times they were harsh reminders that I will have to
be looking after my brother all the time. He wasn't a person you could just
bring in and let do what ever he wants.

 I need to be sure I can handle this by myself. I know I can't depend on
anyone except myself and that includes Joey. If he couldn't back me with my
mother, he won't help out with my brother Jeremy. At least I can't depend
on him to do so and I recognize that as a fact.

The doorbell rang and spooked everyone in the room. The first thing that
came to my mind was my mother returning for another round tonight. My back
and leg hurt like all hell still. I got up and went to answer the door.

When I reached the door, I looked out the side windows of the door to see
who was there. It surprised me on who was standing on my doorstep. I right
away answered the door and just looked at my bother Andy who was standing
there.

He looked tired and hungry, but still it was great to see him. I grabbed
him and pulled him into the house. He carried with him several bags of
clothes I assume. He laid them down and then hugged me.

"Where in the world have you been Andy?" I asked.

"Bro you don't want to know. I have been everywhere and anywhere!" Andy
replied somewhat cryptically.

"Man you have had all of us worried including grandpa and mom!"

"Grandpa I believe but mom, no way. She kicked me out because, well you
know mom!"

"Yeah I know mom. She and I had a "visit" last night!"

"That is what Marie told me. Why did you allow her to come in your house
and yell at you the way she did Jake?"

"All in all Andy she is sill our mom and I figure that is why!"

"You shouldn't let her do that. More so now that you not only live on your
own but you gave her a house. What a woman our mom is! I know it wasn't
anything grandpa did when she was growing up. It had to be Grandma Virginia
that played mind games with mom to make her this way."

"Well whoever it was, she is our mother now and we have to deal with
that. But anyways, why are you here and what is going on Andy?"

Andy told me when he was kicked out of the house he lived on the streets
just as I had. Then his best friend let him stay at his house until his
mother caught him hiding out one day. So Andy was asked to leave and he
did. He lived on the streets again for several weeks and then he ran into
our sister.

She told him where I lived. She knew that mom wasn't going to let Andy move
back home. So she sent him my way to help him out. I was surprised to say
the least that Marie is thinking the way she is already.

The house is already getting full. It is a five-bedroom house, not
including the rooms in the basement where Joey's mom and sister are staying
at. Joey and I are in the master, and then there is Chase and David taking
up a room each. One room is for my brother Jeremy and now my brother Andy.

I am starting to wonder if I am taking too much on. Can I do everything
that everyone is looking up to me to do and still be a teenager like I want
to be? Still I cannot turn away my blood, my family, no way.

"Jake I have a big favor to ask you. I wouldn't ask you if I had some other
person to ask. You know mom won't let me live at her house. Can you please
help me and let me stay here?"

"Andy you are my bother, so of course yeah!" I leaned in and hugged my
brother to console him. He had tears rolling down his cheek. I know how
hard this was for him to ask his younger brother for help.

"Just one thing Andy, and don't take me wrong I will never tell you how to
live. I won't become mom and be on your back about things. You can go and
come, as you want. Just no drugs in the house, that is all."

"I promise you I won't bring drugs in the house. Thank you Jake for this.
Thank you!"

We sat there for while talking about the past. He finally told me when I
was sick, why he left. He actually didn't leave the house; mom kicked him
out. She put her foot down for him to go to school and stop doing drugs. He
also wasn't allowed to go out at night anymore no matter weekend or not. He
admitted he was wrong about several things in mom's house, but not enough
to be thrown to the street.

I agreed with him that mom had a weird way of getting her points across. I
did let him know she comes and goes, as she wants so be careful. Then the
subject had to come to Joey and me. He still doesn't know that I am gay and
Joey is my boyfriend.

I remember the remarks he made years ago about Joey that bothered me. But
if he was going to live in the house with Joey and me, he needs to know. I
sat there looking at Andy for a few minutes in quiet. Then finally I just
opened up.

"Andy, I know how you feel about this subject, but I need to tell you
anyway. Joey and I are together and have been for several years. I am gay
and so is Joey!"

"Bro I have known that for years now. I knew there was something going on
between you and Joey almost right when you guys became friends. I am cool
about it. I know you or Joey won't do anything to me or any friends that
hang around me."

With that we got up and went to the room that Andy was going to sleep
in. He put his bags in and walked with me so I could show him the rest of
the house. Along the way I introduced Andy to the guys that were around.

Once I was done showing Andy around, he went up to his room for the
night. Soon after Joey and I followed!

Joey looked like the minute we walked into the room he wanted to say
something. I didn't want him to talk about what had happened last night. I
just wanted to leave that subject alone. I know now I really cannot depend
on him for support.

I think Joey realized that I didn't want to speak about the subject. So he
just let it go for now. But knowing Joey, he will talk about it sometime
soon with me.

As I tossed and turned, trying to get to sleep. I kept wondering how my
brother had changed his mind about gays. I really don't believe it was
because he did change is mind; it was just circumstances at the moment. He
has to live with it, so he will deal with it. Finally I thought myself to
sleep.

(DAVID'S POINT OF VIEW)

As soon as Jake's mom left, Jake went up to bed I decided to go out to pick
up a gift that Tom bought for his mother downtown. Since people that live
across the border own most of the stores here they normally stay open late.

This gift I am picking up for Tom could only be found at a certain store
downtown. This store sold these weird statues that tell a certain story
each. You need to gather the entire set in order to understand the
story. Tom's mom's birthday is Thursday so I promised to pick up the
statues for him.

As I got downtown, I was lost. I really don't know this area of town and
the streets are all one-ways and they keep changing them. I finally found
the street the store is located on. I parked the car in the closest parking
lot I could find near the store.

I really didn't like this parking lot because it wasn't lit and vacant
businesses, factories and stores surrounded it.

I hurried to the store to pick up the statues. I really wanted to get out
of there as quickly as I could. I got the statues and headed back to the
car and loaded them up. As I was closing the trunk, I heard a lot of music
coming from one of the factory buildings nearby.

I wanted to see what all the music was about so I followed it. I walked
down a couple of blocks and found guys with guys and girls with girls out
side this factory that has been turned into a club.

I looked around and found a couple of guys just standing and smoking a
cigarette.

"Hey you guy's, what is this place?"

"Where have you been in the last couple of years?" they asked.

The two guys looked at each other and laughed. Then turned to me and gave
me a look like "you are stupid".

"This is The Old Plantation, a club for gay couples to come."

What the hell? We have a gay club here? I didn't even know this club
existed. I probably wouldn't have known about it if I didn't hear the music
and then follow the music to the club. I simply was surprised about the
news of having this club.

I walked back to the car happy as can be. I couldn't wait to tell the guys
about this; they will flip out. As I was walking I noticed I was being
followed by several guys, who look my age or maybe a year or so younger. I
just thought it was just me. As I reached the parking lot and noticed there
were no other cars in the area but mine, I started to freak out.

I didn't notice these guys at the club. I didn't notice them behind me
until several blocks away from the club. They must have come out of an
alley near the club. I just wanted to get into my car and get the hell out
of here as fast as I could. I got to my car and as I was reaching for my
keys from my coat pocket it happened.

"Hey you fucked up faggot! Where in the hell do you think you are going?" a
threatening male voice boomed.

I ignored them at first and just tried to get to my car even faster. But I
had no luck doing so. Before I knew it, two of the guys that were following
jumped in front of me. The next thing I knew they pushed me against my car.
That's when I noticed the other three guys behind me.

I was freaking out so bad; I didn't even hear a word they were saying. I
know they were saying something to me because I was looking straight at
them. Their lips were moving but again I simply didn't hear the words.

The next thing I knew I was on the ground in the parking lot. They were
punching me over and over again. I was crying and begging them to leave me
alone. I kept yelling to them I wouldn't tell anyone about them, but please
leave me alone!

But my begging meant something else to the guys that were attacking
me. They pulled me up and started dragging me by my hair through the
parking lot. I was crying so hard because of the beating I had already
received, and the pain that was coming from them while they were pulling me
by my hair.

I felt my body being dragged on top of the curb and then through grass. I
was grasping at the grass and dirt, trying to stop them from dragging me,
but had no success. I heard one of the guys yell that the building was
open.

They dragged me into the building. I tried to hold on to the doorframe as
they were dragging me in. One of the other guys started kicking my hands to
get me to let go. From the force of their kicks and the pain, I finally
lost the grip I had on the doorframe and they dragged me into the factory.

Still I was trying to grab a hold of anything I could. At one point through
all this, and I don't know when it did happen, I ripped off several of my
finger nails trying to claw at the floor to stop the guys from dragging me
into this building.

I knew what was going to happen, I just needed to find a way to fight
against it. Then I realized I couldn't win fighting them! There were just
too many of them to handle. All I could do is let them do what they came to
do.

I kept fading in and out through the whole ordeal. When I faded out I just
kept thinking of Tom and how much I care for him; how once this is over,
all I want to be is in his arms. I know Tom will take care of me.

I thought about how it would have been if I had moved with my family
instead of staying here. I know this wouldn't be happening, but I still
wouldn't be happy either. I knew it is still a bad idea. I just couldn't
move away from Tom and the guys.

All I wanted to do was to be as far away from these guys as possible. I
wanted to be in a different world while they were doing this incredibly
evil thing to me. I heard it happens, but I never thought it would happen
to me.

The last thing I thought about before I finally blacked out completely from
the searing pain was my life. If it is to end here, it was short. I do not
regret much, but I do wish I had more time on this earth to enjoy life; to
enjoy everyone in it that I love and want to be around.

I knew what they were going to do! No matter how hard I fought! They will
have their way. I lost track of time, all I knew it went on for what seemed
like hours, until I just passed out and had no idea what happen afterwards.

The final thoughts that went through my mind as I was passing out, please
just let this be over and let me die. I cannot stand the pain any longer.

(JOEY'S POINT OF VIEW)

When I woke up, I just laid there staring at Jake as he slept. I really
felt bad for what his mother had done several nights ago. I actually was
able to move Jakes t-shirt up and take a look for the first time at what
his mother did.

Man she really cut up his back. It really looks painful to say the least. I
ran my fingers down his back and around the cuts. I really don't know where
Jake gets the strength he has. He has strength many of us could only hope
for.

I just watched as Jake lay there sleeping. He looked so peaceful as if
there was nothing in the world bothering him. But I knew there was a lot
going through his mind right now, a whole lot!

All of a sudden Jake just jolted up from the bed. He actually scared the
shit out of me. He looked around the room with a scared look on his
face. When he turned and looked over at me, he was sweating a lot. He
jumped out the bed and grabbed a pair of running pants to put on.

"What is going on Jake? Why are you running around this room like the house
is on fire?"

"Have you seen David since we came up here, Joey?"

"No I haven't, why?"

"I had this terrible, ugly dream about him and it was so bad it woke me
up."

Jake went out the door and I followed him to David's room. Jake knocked on
the door and there was no answer. Jake knocked again on the door; again
there was no answer. Man I was now getting worried. Jake opened the door
and we saw the lights were off and there was no one in the bed and that the
bed hadn't been slept in.

Jake went running downstairs and searched the entire first floor. There was
no one anywhere in the rooms. Jake went to the basement to the game room
and once again, no one. Jake came back up stairs and was heading to the
phone and right as he got to the phone it started to ring. Jake stopped in
his tracks and just looked at the phone. I went and answered it.

"Hello!"

"Yes, may I speak with Jacob Hernandez please?"

"Just a moment and let me get him for you."

I put the phone down and went to Jake. "It is for you and I don't know who
it is!"

Jake got on the phone and at first all I could hear was Jacob saying yes
and no. Then the look on Jakes face told me something was wrong.  Then the
most dreaded word that can be spoken in this house was muttered out:
hospital.

Jake hung up the phone and looked at me.

"Go and wake up Chase for me please! David has been rushed to Thomas
Hospital."

I didn't ask what for or why, I just headed up to wake up Chase. As I was
leaving the room, I heard Jake asking to speak with Tom. I got Chase up and
I got dressed as quickly as I could. Jake and Chase did the same thing. We
were off, on our way to the hospital.

Right as we got to the hospital Tom met us at the front door. We went in
and asked where the emergency room was located. All of us ran to the
emergency room as quickly as we could. Once we arrived there, we were told
David is being seen by a doctor and to please a take a seat and wait for
the exam to be over.

As we took a seat several officers came over to us.

"Are you family to David, you know we don't have his last name."

"David Fernandez!" Jake said as he started to stand up.

"Ok David Fernandez, are you guys family?"

"Yes we are; what happened here?"

"Well Mr. Fernandez was in the wrong side of town gentleman. He was found
in an abandoned warehouse downtown near a gay club. Do any of you know why
he would be in that area?"

"Yes, he was picking up a gift I had bought my mom for me!" Tom spoke up
with anger in his voice.

"Unless this store is located near the gay club, we are lead to believe he
was there asking for trouble."

"What in the hell do you mean asking for trouble?" I have never seen the
anger that Jake had in his eyes at that moment.

"Sir, he was in an area that only people would go if they were looking for
trouble."

"Officer, I don't know where you are from, but people don't go out looking
for trouble and very specifically, David." This time Jake was standing foot
to foot facing down the officer.

"Sir, please take a seat or we will have to arrest you." Jake sat back
down, but angry as hell as he did. "Now like I was saying we found him in
an abandoned warehouse, passed out, with his pants and underwear pulled
down to his ankles."

"Passed out and his pants and underwear pulled down to his ankles? What you
think he went over there to have sex to the point of passing out?" Jake
snapped.

"That isn't what I am saying sir! By the looks of the scene and
Mr. Fernandez's body he was forced in there and then was raped. The doctor
is looking at him now, and then we hope to speak with him."

"No sir you won't speak with him. Not you two! Send down other officers or
detectives to speak with him. But, no sir you guys won't be allowed to
speak with David. Not with the malice and hate you have towards the gay
community."

"Sir we need to get a statement from him before we leave."

"I will call Mr. Anderson, to have him call your captain to have you
removed from this case. I won't have you anywhere near David or us for that
fact."

"Who are you sir?"

"My name is Jacob Hernandez and please, call it in and sees what response
you get."

The officers left to call in to check on Jacob. "I never wanted to throw
around the knowledge that we know the District Attorney. It simply isn't
right, but those two being on this case with their attitudes isn't right
either. I need to have them removed from this case." Jake mumbled to me.

I know Jake didn't like throwing out names as if we were special or
something. In his eyes we were not. We were normal Joes going along our
normal lives. The officers never came back. I saw them drive off.

Soon after I saw the officers drive off, the nurse came over to us.

"Who here is Jacob Hernandez?"

"I am ma'am!" Jake said standing up again.

"David asked to speak with you and only you!"

Jake walked with the nurse through the double doors. I know these guys have
a bond that was made when Jake was in the hospital the second time. For
that reason I knew why David asked to speak with Jake only.

(JACOB'S POINT OF VIEW)

I walked through the double doors into the bays. I was taken to the bay
where David was. When I walked in I couldn't believe what I was looking
at. I couldn't even recognize it was David lying in that bed.

 His face was all banged up and the little bit I could see, well, it is
black and blue. His hands were wrapped up in gauze. I could see he was
trying to grasp at his side. There was an IV going in him and without a
doubt it had pain medication. David looked around straight into my eyes. He
was crying, tears just rolling out of his eyes on a steady peace.

He held out his arms for me to hug him. I leaned into him and just held him
tight as I could. David started crying and sobbing really loud. I tried to
settle him down, but then I realized I needed to just let him cry this out.

"You don't worry about a thing David. I am here for you! Anything you need
or want. I will do it if it is in my power to do it."

David just cried and cried. I held onto him as he cried into my chest. I
really don't know when he cried himself to sleep, but he did. I gently laid
his head back down onto the pillow to let him sleep.

As soon as I laid him down, the doctor came in.

"Are you here to take David here home?"

"He doesn't need to stay the night doctor?"

"No sir he does not need to stay the night. What he has are a lot of cuts
and bruise. The most damage is in his fingers and anal area. The rest is
cosmetic and will heal over time."

"No broken bones or facial damage?"

"No, again all what you see is just bruises and scrapes. They will turn
black and blue as they heal but nothing more than that. I have given David
some medicine for the pain and will be sending him home with some pain
medication as well.

I took all the pictures and ran the entire rape test we are required to do
by law. Whoever raped this young man left enough sperm on and in David's
body, that if caught, they would be convicted. There was skin under the
nails and it looks like we actually got several good fingerprints that we
lifted from the leg where they were squeezing him so tight, it left
imprints of their fingers.

So rest assured we have whoever did this dead to rights if they are
found. What David needs right now is rest and support from his loved
ones. Please don't force him to talk about it, let him open up. I also
recommend that David see someone about this. He needs to talk it out with a
professional. As far as us, we have done what we can do for him. Now it is
up to you to help him through this!"

The doctor left to get the prescription for David. I got up and went out to
the guys to tell them what was going on. They were surprised as I was they
were releasing him, I told them what the doctor had said and not to force
David to talk about what had happened. Joey ad Chase went to get the truck
and Tom and I went back in to get David.

David was already awake when Tom and I reached his bed. The moment Tom saw
David, he ran over to him crying. He held David as both of them cried.

"I promise you David this will never happen to you again. I should have
never asked you to go for me! I promise I will always protect you, always
David, I swear!" Tom whispered into David's ear.

The nurse arrived with a wheel chair and we wheeled David out to the
truck. Chase and Joey just looked at David but didn't say a word. Once we
put David in the truck, Tom and I went to pick up David's medicine.

We drove home in silence followed by Tom in his car. Once in the house,
David was helped to his room. Shortly after we laid David down, Joey's
mother came into David's room and started being the mother hen that she
is. She pushed all of us out of the room as she settled David in the bed
and held him as he sat there crying in her arms.

The next morning we all popped our heads in to see how David was
doing. Joey's mother never left David's side. He was asleep and Beth
promised us that she would take care of him so the rest of us could get to
school.

The next couple of days were going to be hell on wheels. We had the six
weeks exams coming up next week and I had to make sure to study for them. I
already have straight A's in all my classes, but if I don't do well in any
of the exams, my grades can drop. Plus now I need to make sure David is
safe and he knows he is safe.

So every evening I would get home and study for my classes, and at the same
time do what ever it took to take care of David. Between all of us guys,
and Joey's mom, and Tom never leaving David's side, David never went with
out the support he needed to get through this.

I knew I was going to pass Trig II without a problem, I just love
math. English was one of my major hurdles I need to get through. The
hardest class I have is Biology. I didn't want to leave this class for my
senior year, because I just hate any science course. I barely passed
Science as it was my freshman year, and now I had to take this class
because it is a required course to have.

By the middle of the week, I was more settled from all that had happened to
David, to me, and prepping for the exams coming up. We were all bringing
home all the class work for David. We wanted to make sure he didn't fall
behind in his classes. By Thursday I already had someone coming down to
talk with David. He needed to talk to a professional and not just us.

As I sat there watching television with the guys, I made an important
decision right there and then. I was going to fight for David and make sure
who ever did this to him was going to be brought to justice. They will pay
for what they did the night they raped David.

I sat there laughing at the movie with the guys. Once it was over, Joey and
I went to bed. We crawled into bed; I wrapped myself around Joey and held
onto him for dear life. I never wanted to let him go. What had happened to
David has now made me more than ever want to protect Joey from that kind of
life.

The rest of the week went by fast and before we knew it was football
again. I sat in the stands rooting for Joey as I have done every week since
he joined the team. There was one major difference this week. We didn't
hide our feelings for each other.

Simply put, Joey would look up at me whenever he would score a touch down
and throw me a kiss. It wasn't even a question about what he was doing and
to whom he was throwing the kiss. I don't care who sees or knows anymore.

Joey scored three touchdowns and ran for two hundred and eighteen yards. I
was never happier for Joey than I was for him at that moment. Joey is
growing into a very confident man. I know no matter what life throws at
Joey from now on, he can handle it. We have football to thank for that.

Right after the game, I went and waited for Joey at the car. Soon after,
Joey came running up to the car. When I looked up to him, he was dripping
wet. It looked like Joey took a quick shower and threw on his clothes.

I couldn't hold it in anymore and I started laughing. As I started the car,
Joey was looking at me as I laughed at what Joey had done.

We decided to go and grab something to eat since I didn't have a track meet
this Saturday. It is our bi week and I was going to take advantage of
it. Joey and I decided to eat at Denny's. We really didn't want to have
fast food, but we wanted to go out to eat.

We sat there talking about anything except what had happened to David. I
knew Joey wanted to talk about it, but I didn't. As soon as we were done
eating, we went home. I was so tired because of the kind of week I had so I
went straight to bed. The minute my head hit the pillow I was out like a
light.

I woke up the next morning with the door slamming against the wall. I
looked through blurry eyes on what was going on. As my eyes adjusted to who
was standing at the door, the yelling had already begun.

"How in the hell am I the last one to know that my own son was involved
with a rape? I had to find out by talking to your grandfather Jake!"

I crawled out of bed and then realized I was naked under the covers. I
looked up at my mom and was stunned seeing her at my bedroom door.

"You wonder why I didn't tell, this is why! Mom get out of my room and I
will speak with you downstairs."

"No Jake you will speak with me now. So get your lazy ass out of that bed
now!"

"MOM GET OUT OF MY ROOM NOW!" I yelled at my mother for the first time in
my life. But I was just tired of her busting in on me.

My mom walked out slamming the door behind her. I turned to look at Joey;
he was awake. I leaned down and kissed him on the lips. I got out of bed,
stopped in the bathroom for a fast piss, and threw on my running pants with
a t-shirt. I looked one more time at Joey and then went downstairs.

Right when I walked in the living room, my mother just went at. "You sit
here in this house and make decisions on who and what to tell people. I bet
you that faggot up there knows about all this. But you don't tell me a word
about the kind of danger you are in!"

"First of all you will give respect to Joey. If you feel you are out of the
loop right now, wait and see what happens when I kick you out of this house
and never talk to you again. See how you feel out of loop then. You already
have one son not talking to you, another you'd rather leave hundreds of
miles away, and about to loose your third."

My mom just stood there quiet, as I ever have seen her. I was not going to
take it any more from her, and more so in my house.

"And second, you don't care about what danger may be in this house because
if you did, you wouldn't have done what you did the other night here at the
house! Now you wonder why I didn't call you and let you know? I just don't
want to argue with you anymore and that is all we do now."

"So yeah I didn't call you and I wasn't planning to. As of right now you
don't feel like a mom to me. You feel more like a person that just loves to
cut down and dismantle everything in your children's lives that you don't
agree with."

"So, leave with this mom: Until you can live with the fact that your son is
gay and is in love with a guy, don't come back. If you cannot show respect
to the one I love, don't come back. If you cannot let your kids live their
lives as they want, then don't come back. That goes for anyone around me
including friends and family!"

"You're going to die alone in this big house with no one at your side. If
you cannot realize what all this means, you getting sick, your friends
getting raped, and god knows what else, is a way of telling you that you
are living the wrong life style. Until you start living right, you will
never, ever, be safe again. This is the way God is punishing you for the
decisions you are making."

"You will leave this house this very minute and don't come back until you
have a change of heart. As of now, you are not my mother anymore. A mother
would never say or do the hurtful things you are doing and saying to me!"

"Jake you wait a minute now..."

"GET OUT OF MY HOUSE NOW!"

I walked my mother to the door and opened it. "See how you feel when a
loved one kicks your ass out like you did to Andy when he needed you the
most."

My mother just looked at me and walked out the door. As she was walking to
her car, I followed her out letting her know that I wasn't going to be like
her and kick her out of the home she is living in; it was hers. But, I am
going to change the locks on this house where she can't come in anymore as
she pleased.

I walked back to the den and just sat there trembling about what I had just
done. I never thought the day would come that I would kick my mom out of my
house. But this seems to be so familiar to me, and then I remembered why it
was.

 When we first moved down here, my mom's mom actually was living here. She
was married to her new husband, living in some really run-down apartments
near downtown. We would go and visit her several times a month.

Well this one visit came to mind when I did what I did this morning with my
mother. My mom and grandmother got into some kind of fight, what it was
about, I don't know to this day. Anyways it got so bad, my mother was
yelling at my grandmother all the way out of the apartment. As soon as all
of us got outside, my grandmother went back in and grabbed several Coke
bottles. When you buy your Coke in J-Town, you get it in cases of glass
bottles, not cans. Anyway, my grandmother came running out of her apartment
throwing these bottles at my mother!

It was kind of funny to tell you the truth, watching this old woman running
after my mother throwing bottles at her! Still I laugh about it now as I
think about it. At least I didn't go running after her with bottles in my
hand.

I know my mother loves me and right now is all mixed up. I love her so
much. She gave me birth and raised me all alone. Someone in her childhood
messed her up bad, and now it is coming out. In a couple of days when all
this settles, I will call her up and try to talk with her as if nothing
ever happened.

I sat in the den waiting for everyone to wake up for breakfast. The first
one up was Joey's mother who right away started cooking breakfast for us
guys! Shortly after, I saw Chase sneaking Linda out of the house through
the back door! I don't know any other way I can tell Chase he doesn't have
to sneak Linda out. Linda and Chase are more than welcome to have their
relationship and everything that comes with it. I'm glad they have each
other and a good relationship and that Chase is getting laid!

The doorbell rang and at first I thought it might be my mom or Linda. I
walked over to the door to see who it was. I didn't recognize who was at
the door. I open it and standing there was a man in his mid-thirties,
around five eight, thinning hairline, and a gut.

"Good morning, is Jacob Hernandez in?"

"May I ask who is asking for him?"

"Yes my name is Thomas Juarez and I work with a firm that specializes in
court cases for those who have not been represented correctly!"

"I am Jacob Hernandez and I have no court cases pending right now."

"No, I know that Mr. Hernandez. This is about another that has been dealt
with already!"

"Come on in and let's go to the study please!"

I walked to the study with this guy right behind me. I was wondering what
in the world did he need to talk to me about. There are no recent cases
that have been dealt with concerning me. We walked in and I pointed to the
chair for Mr. Juarez to sit. I took the seat behind the desk.

One thing my grandpa always told me was to deal with business in a power
position. In the home or office it is normally behind a desk. I want to
seem to be in charge, at least in my own home.

"Mr. Juarez, please excuse me for the way I might be asking this, but I
have no pending or recent business in the courts of this State or any other
State. So why are you here on this Saturday morning?"

"Mr. Hernandez I am here on the case concerning Mr. Alejandro Garcia."

"Ok Mr. Juarez, with all due respect, I have no interest on rehashing that
mess."

"No Mr. Hernandez I can see why you feel that way about this, but please
give me a few minutes of your time!"

"You have just that, a few minutes of my morning!"

"Thank you Mr. Hernandez for giving me some of your time. I do know what
Mr. Garcia did to you in the last couple of years. I won't make excuses for
that. He was wrong and he needs to pay for what he has done."

"What I am here about is that his attorney didn't try to move his case to
juvenile court. When all this started he was about to turn fifteen. When he
signed the plea he was about to celebrate his seventeenth birthday! As kids
we make mistakes and we should have the chance to learn from those
mistakes."

"Mr. Juarez a mistake is breaking a window with a baseball or staying past
your allowed time. A mistake isn't joining a gang, running that gang,
shooting up a high school, and then trying to kill me not once, not twice,
but three times. I am sorry but I don't feel any pity that his attorney
didn't try to move this to juvenile court."

"I truly believe he was sentenced under the law correctly and got what he
deserved. A jury of his peers felt the same way."

"There is where you are wrong Mr. Hernandez. He didn't have a jury of his
peers because of his age. I can tell you as sure as I am sitting here, that
jury would not have sentenced him the way they did if they knew his age."

"I need you to realize he has no malice in his heart for you. I would like
to have you on board when I go to court to have his plea bargain thrown out
and have him sentenced as a juvenile."

"Well Mr. Juarez you came knocking at the wrong door, sir. In fact, if I
find this moving in any other direction except Mr. Garcia going to prison
for twenty five years of his life, I will be in that court, in front of
that judge, asking and pleading with that court not to do it. Make the ass
serve the entire sentence he agreed to serve because he knows he is guilty
and deserves the sentence."

I looked over to Mr. Juarez and then got up. I went around the desk and
shook his hand before I spoke again.

"Mr. Juarez thank you for coming down and I am sorry for wasting your
time. I do hope you fail in this mission and Mr. Garcia stays behind bars
where he belongs."

"Mr. Hernandez, here is my card and please, would you give it some thought
before you completely make up your mind?"

I took the card and put it on the desk. I was showing Mr. Juarez out the
door; "I have made up my mind and there isn't anything that will change
it. Thank you and you have a nice day Mr. Juarez."

I shook his hand one last time as I was shutting the door. What nerve this
guy had coming into to my home asking me to help set free the man that
tried to kill me several times. The first time at the high school he wasn't
aiming for me, but all the rest of the times he was.

I joined the guys for breakfast and then headed up to take a shower. The
entire time during breakfast no one said a word. I know they all knew about
the visit my mom made at the house earlier that morning. But none of them
wanted to say a word about it. I was fine if they didn't.

As I was getting up from breakfast Andy walked in half asleep rubbing his
head. I looked at him and smiled and then walked out. Joey's mother had a
plate for Andy as soon as he got out of bed.

As soon as I took a shower, I sat myself in front of the television. Soon
after I sat down, David came walking in. He was looking and getting better
every day. He even started playing and joking around like he used to.

"Hey Tom just called and wanted to know if you guys were up for a game of
baseball down at the park?" David said as he was sitting down at breakfast
table.

I looked at David and then Joey walked in with a puppy face. I knew what
that face meant and it was please let's do it. I agreed and went upstairs
to put on running pants and a t-shirt. As I ran down the stairs, the guys
were waiting on me.

I wasn't that good at the game of baseball. I rarely play it and Joey knows
that. I think the last time I played the game was with Joey when we first
met. We arrived at the park and the guys were already there.

When we reached them, they already had the teams picked out. Joey and I
were not on the same team. I figure the guys knew I wasn't that good at the
game so they put me on the team that was set up to lose.

David just sat on the bench and watched us play. This was the first time
David had been out of the house since the frightful night.

We were in the outfield first, so everyone decided to make me the
pitcher. I didn't complain, at least on the mound I was safer than out on a
base or infield. I walked up to the mound and the very first pitch was hit
for a home run.

After that, I adjusted and didn't have any more runs hit on me. It was our
turn to bat, but it was three easy outs. The game was going like that until
the top of the fifth. I was on the pitcher's mound, pitched, and I didn't
see the ball coming. Before I knew it, the ball actually hit me directly in
my face. To be more precise, it actually got me in my right eye.

I kneeled down on the mound holding my face. I was cursing the entire time
while I was kneeling there. To talk about yelling out every bad word known
to man, I was saying them on the mound.

Joey came running up along with the other guys. Joey lifted my face to look
but it stung as I tried to open my eye. I got off the mound where the guys
could finish playing and headed to the bench to sit.

After a few minutes of not fooling with my eye, it hurt less. By the time
my team was up to bat again, I was able to open my eye. I headed over to
pick up a bat since it was my turn to hit. As before, it was three easy
pitches.

By the end the other team won, but not too big. It was only two to
zero. They should have kicked us all over the diamond, but didn't.

We headed to grab something to eat before heading back home. While we ate
Joey wanted to see my eye. I knew already it was going to puff up and then
turn black and blue. I moved each time Joey tried to look into my eye. It
wasn't what you think, it was simply I didn't want to be babied.

The rest of the weekend went slower than others. I was right about my eye
turning black and blue. By Sunday morning it did just that. When I woke up,
I wasn't surprised. Now you see why I hate playing this game. I am simply
not good at it.

This week is going to be easy to a point because it is exam week. The exams
are going to be hard, but there isn't any homework. Aren't we glad when
there isn't any homework? The classes are going to be two-hour classes
throughout the week.

The week is flying by faster than any other six-week exam week gas
before. We still had our practices before and after school. But other than
that, it has been an easy week.

In JROTC class the exam was a breeze. I started to wonder if the Major
Moore wasn't changing up the exams. The exam seemed to be the same as last
year. Either I am going crazy or the class is just getting simple.

Joey won his football game that Friday, and I won in the Track meet the
following Saturday morning. I used the rest of the weekend to pack for the
trip back home. I debated on either taking a plane or driving. I decided to
drive because if Jeremy were to flip out in the plane, there isn't a thing
I could do about it.

The car ride is going to be rough as it was. It is almost nine hundred
miles from my house to my grandfather's in Wyoming. On the way up I will
drive it in one day, but on the way back I will do it in two days to give
Jeremy as many breaks out of the car as possible.

I already got all the stuff I needed to get in order here. When we drive
up, I will have everything in place for my brother. This trip isn't a
vacation at all. It is nothing but business. As soon as I get to my
grandfather's house, we are heading to Lander the following day. We will
take the trip back to my grandfather's and stay there that night and leave
for home by midweek. I should be back by Thursday hopefully.

I woke up earlier then usual on Monday morning. I was on the highway by
three thirty in the morning. Joey wanted to come, but we both agreed it was
best for him to stay and go to school. I was already going to miss almost a
week. Andy is taking the trip with me though. I didn't even bother asking
my mom because I knew where she stood.

Andy and I did the straight through drive as planned. We only stopped to
fuel and eat. We got through the State of New Mexico fast. The only really
boring part so far was Raton Pass. This is a long stretch of freeway that
you couldn't pick up a radio station and there was just nothing out the
window to see. Then as we were crossing the state line the pass turned into
climbing and then going down the mountain. My ears popped so many
times. Boy was I glad Andy was with me or I would have fallen asleep.

Colorado was a different story all together. There were more towns between
the stretches and at least it was greener. But once we reached Denver, I
hated it. The damn freeway was under construction in some parts and in
others you had to watch out for the other drivers.

I thought driving in Texas was bad, but actually Denver seemed
worse. Either you race along the highway or you will be pushed off the
highway. We hit Denver also at the wrong time, rush hour. It actually took
us well over an hour to get through Denver.

What I love about Denver though is all their glass buildings. Boy did it
make the city really nice. By the time we were reaching the out skirts of
Denver we saw these castle-like buildings; pretty badass.

Now we are on the home stretch. Only two maybe three hours left to go. I
told my brother to keep an eye for the state troopers because I was going
to gun it. I put the car in cruise at eighty and just drove down highway
twenty-five.

It was five thirty when we pulled up to my grandfather's driveway. The
minute we were getting out, my grandfather was out on the porch yelling for
us to leave the luggage and come on in.

We got in and we hugged each other. It was great seeing my grandfather once
again. I really missed him so much. My grandmother came walking out of the
kitchen with a big smile on her face. As I walked up to her, I towered over
her. I had to lean down in order to hug her. I can see how happy she is
making my grandfather.

"Hey boy's we knew you were going to get in around this time. We decided to
go out to eat. I really want to show you this new buffet we got. So I hope
you guys are hungry."

My grandpa smiled as he was putting on his cowboy hat and grabbing his
keys. We walked out to the garage and got into his huge tank of a car. I
have noticed something strange lately. As people get older, they seem to
buy bigger and bigger cars. You see these huge cars driving down the road
and this little old couple barely able to see over the steering wheel. It
just cracks me up when I see that.

As we ate we talked about the trip and how different it was driving than
being a passenger on a plain. Normally when I took this trip my mother
would be doing the driving but this time it was I. There is always a first
time for everything.

As soon as we were done eating we headed back to my grandpa's house. My mom
use to say if you get all the lights green here in Cheyenne, you can cross
the town in five minutes. Cheyenne isn't quiet that small, but you can get
across it easy and fast.

When we got back to the house, my grandpa wanted to talk with me in the
kitchen. When I walked in and sat down at the table, my grandpa was
preparing coffee. He offered me a cup, but I don't drink coffee.

"Jake we have to go over a few things before tomorrow. It will only take a
few minutes and then you can relax."

"That's fine grandpa."

"Ok, as you know your mother authorized this move out of Lander into your
custody, but she didn't give up her rights to Jeremy. It can cause a
problem in the future and more so after I talked with her over the
phone. She isn't happy that we are doing this."

"No need to be telling me that. I am well aware of her not being pleased
with our actions in this matter."

"Well I am still happy and feel a lot better we are doing this. Jeremy
needs family more than he needs to be locked up in this special
school. Plus the benefits of this school are outweighed by the inadequate
care Jeremy is getting."

"Now, when you get back home with Jeremy, your mom can and more than likely
cause problems for you! She already contacted the State and tried to stop
this."

"Why would she do that and on what basis can she do it?"

 "You being sick was her reason behind it. The State though didn't listen
to her complaint after they spoke with Dr. Whitmore. He assured the state
that you will be around for many years to come."

"Jeremy isn't going to be easy to take care of by a long shot. In fact he
will take a lot of your time and patience to do so. I know you have taken
every precaution needed to ensure Jeremy is being taken care of. We just
need to go over what has been done."

My grandfather and I sat there in the kitchen going over everything I put
into effect for the care for Jeremy. When we were done, my grandpa was
pleased with the work I had done. He felt it was more than enough and
didn't need to change a thing.

We headed to the living room to relax before going to bed. While I was
talking with my grandfather, Andy brought in the luggage. He was taking a
shower already when I sat down in the living room. We all decided to take
our showers in the evening because we were going to head out early to
Lander.

We woke up the next morning at six and headed out. We grabbed breakfast at
the truck stop on the way out of town. It was not a long trip to Lander,
and it was even shorter by the way my grandpa drove. It seems, as he got
older, he has gotten a lead foot.

 As we drove into Lander, we headed to the hospital where Jeremy was going
to be released to us from. They had already brought all his things to the
hospital the day before. I figured it couldn't be much, because Jeremy
really didn't understand the value or the meaning of keepsakes.

When we got to Jeremy's floor, we noticed a whole lot of nurses and others
around one of the rooms. As we got closer to the room, I noticed it was
Jeremy's room. I pushed my way through the crowd of gawkers and saw Jeremy
curled in a ball in the corner of the room crying.

I looked to see who was talking to him and saw it was a nurse.

"What is going on here ma'am?"

"Sir you need to step back and let us do our job!"

"Ma'am I am the brother of the guy in the corner in a ball! So I ask you
again what is going on here?"

The nurse looked up at me and then walked back against the wall. She didn't
seem happy to see me at all. I looked at the crowd of people and realized
they were not helping matters at all.

"Look this isn't a show for you all to watch. So if you don't mind, go
about your business and leave this room."

I started hearing nothing but mumbling coming from the crowd, but no
movement.

"Are you all stupid or just don't understand the words I spoke to you? Let
me put it in another way, get the hell out of this room!"

I went to the door and grabbed my brother Andy and grandparents into the
room and slammed the door shut. I looked back over to the nurse and asked
her again.

"What in the world is going on here?"

The nurse looked first at me and, then over towards Jeremy. He ripped off
his bag and started throwing all the waste around the room. We tried to
settle him down, but he just wouldn't calm down."

I walked over to the side of the room where Jeremy was. I leaned down and
looked at my brother. He was covering his face as if he was protecting
himself. I crawled a little closer. Jeremy looked up straight into my eyes.

"Jeremy do you know who I am?" Jeremy just starred at me not
moving. "Jeremy I am Jacob, you brother. Over there is your other brother
Andy and your grandpa and grandma." Jeremy looked where I was pointing. I
think he recognized our grandparents.

I took a chance and moved in a little closer. Jeremy didn't do anything as
I moved closer to him. I reached him and held out my hands, letting him see
them. People like my brother you cannot make any fast moves with or do
anything they might perceive as a threat. So I moved slowly and talked
Jeremy through everything I was doing.

The strange thing is Jeremy cannot speak or understand what I am saying; at
least that is what we were told. He communicates through sign language. I
don't know sign language, but Jeremy understood everything I was asking him
to do. I showed him first, and then he did it after I showed him.

I got him off the floor to the bed. I had the nurse come up and look at
Jeremy and make sure he didn't do any damage when he pulled off the bag. He
didn't, so the nurse put on a new one for him. As she was leaving to get
the paper work together for him to be released, we helped Jeremy get
dressed. He really didn't need any help and did everything himself.

Every time we went to help Jeremy he refused our help; he would shake his
hands and move away. So we just watched as he finished getting ready.

The nurse walked in with the doctor. The doctor looked at us and then spoke
for the first time since he entered the room.

"Who here is Jeremy going to stay with?"

"Jeremy will be coming home with me and Andy," I said.

"Ok I need to show you the correct way to deal with the bag. How you guys
need to switch it out and clean around it. Plus I need to go over the
medicine he is on and when he needs to take it."

We sat there for over thirty minutes while he explained every thing in
detail to all of us. My grandparents even listened to what the doctor was
saying. Once the doctor was done he had me sign the paper work and he was
now my responsibility.

We grabbed all of Jeremy's boxes and loaded them into my grandparent's
car. Then we went back and got Jeremy. He followed us to the car and got
in. He just sat there at the door looking out the window. He was like a
newborn looking and seeing things for the very first time.

We stopped at the McDonald's to get something to eat. As always Jeremy
didn't want anything but the fries. We were able to get him to eat some of
his sandwich. I know the eating situation is going to be different with
Jeremy.

On the way back to Cheyenne, Jeremy just looked out the window the whole
way. I hoped he would do the same thing for Andy and I tomorrow. I started
thinking we might be pushing our luck by getting on the road so soon. Still
I needed to get back because of everything that was going on back at the
house.

We got to my grandparents home in good time. Jeremy got out and examined
the area. It seemed as if he remembered being here before. He walked to the
back yard and sat down at the picnic table.

My mom celebrated his and my birthday together. My birthday is in August
and my brother's is in September. That year was the first time we were
together off the grounds of Lander and back home at my grandparent's
home. It was three years ago and he remembered where we ate at.

It was already getting cold so I went over to get Jeremy to come in. As
soon as we walked in, he sat down in my grandpa's chair. I thought to
myself my grandpa is going to have a heart attack when he sees this. Boy
was I wrong, when he walked in; he laughed and sat down in the other
recliner.

We just sat there watching television until my grandmother called us for
dinner. We all ate pork chops, mashed potatoes, corn on the cob, and for
dessert, white cake. Jeremy ate everything on his plate before he asked for
seconds. Then to top it all off, he still ate dessert too.

Andy and I gave Jeremy the extra room and we slept in the living room. I
told my grandpa that we wanted to get out around six. We were not going to
do the whole trip in one day, but I wanted to get half way there.

The next morning we said our goodbyes and it hurt to do so. I didn't want
to say goodbye to my grandparents. I feel so safe and secure when I am with
them. It's as if the whole world and all the problems in it just disappear
when I am here! Now I have to go back to reality.

We got on the road a little after six thirty. Jeremy had fallen asleep the
minute we got on the freeway. I figured that was best. We didn't stop until
we reached Fort Collins. We filled the car up with gas and ate at Denny's
there.

Soon we were back on the road again. Jeremy now was wide-awake and looking
out the window. He is making weird noises as we pass certain things or cars
pass us. He then just laughs at what ever he is looking at!

We stopped again in Castle Rock to give Jeremy a chance to stretch and we
decided to grab something to eat there so Jeremy could take his meds. We
got back on the road and didn't stop again until we reached Pueblo. We
decided to stay there because Jeremy was getting a little uneasy already.

We got our room and headed out to eat. Once again Jeremy ate everything and
then wanted seconds. I got him a smaller order and he ate it up. I looked
at him and wonder where in the world he puts it all. He's as skinny as I
am, and eats a lot more than I do.

Andy and I slept in the same bed, and Jeremy had his own.  We gave him the
bed near the bathroom, not nearest the door. When we went to sleep we made
sure all the locks were locked and the chain on the door. We also put
suitcases in front of the door so if it was open, we would hear it.

It wasn't because we thought we were going to be robbed, but we didn't want
Jeremy to get up and freak out. The doctor did tell us yesterday that it
would take a while for Jeremy to get used to his surroundings. We needed to
make sure we did everything we could to see that he was comfortable, but at
the same time we needed to put something there to alert us if he tried to
leave.

We didn't get up until six the next morning. Jeremy wasn't hungry yet, so
we just got back on the road. Just like yesterday, Jeremy slept the first
couple of hours we were on the road. We stopped as much, if not more, than
yesterday. By the time we reached Las Cruces, Jeremy was getting very edgy
and wanting to get out of the car.

Andy even crawled into the back seat to keep Jeremy calm. It worked for a
while but as we reached the out skirts, he was just going crazy. So we
pulled over and ate dinner to allow him to stretch and calm down. It took
us a while to get Jeremy back in the car, but we did. A short twenty
minutes later we were driving up the driveway to the house.

The minute we were getting out of the car, the whole lot came out to greet
our new member of the family. They were so excited to meet my older brother
Jeremy.

Jeremy was a little nervous and had no idea there was going to be a
greeting like this. I was getting nervous that Jeremy was going to freak
out. Luckily he didn't, he shook or patted every ones hands. He walked in
the house and went straight to the kitchen. I followed him and saw he
wanted something to drink but didn't know where the glasses were. I showed
him where we kept the throw away ones and gave him one.

He walked to the refrigerator and poured himself a cup of milk and then sat
down at the table. Joey and his mom came in and sat down with him. They
tried to talk to Jeremy, but again they didn't know sign language. I bought
every one a book where they could look through to find the words they
needed to convey to Jeremy.

Beth grabbed the book and started going through it looking for the sign she
needed to match the word she wanted to say. The books showed how to make
the sign and she started to sign to Jeremy. Jeremy right away took to Beth
and that was no surprise. She has become the mother hen in the house of
guys. She took care of David when he was raped and now she has another she
can take care of. I really believe she likes to take care of others. I
think she thinks this was her main reason being on this earth.

Once Jeremy finished with his glass of milk I took him upstairs to his
room. I showed him his room and the bathroom he shared with the adjoining
room. Andy was the one in the adjoining room. Jeremy went and got ready for
bed.

As Jeremy was finishing dressing after his bath, we finished unloading the
car and placed all his belongings in his room. Tomorrow I will unpack all
of Jeremy's stuff and put them in the right place. For now we all had a
long day and needed our rest.

I shut Jeremy's door and went across the hall to my bedroom. I was nervous
for Jeremy, this being his first night and all in a new place. I showered
and lay down, but I couldn't sleep. I was tossing and turning because I was
nervous about Jeremy. I heard a door open so I jumped out of bed and headed
to the hallway.

Jeremy was up and walking towards the stairs. I went over to him and walked
along side him until he noticed I was there. Then I was able to find out
why he was up. He was signing all these signs; I couldn't understand what
he was trying to say. He got more frustrated with me not knowing what he
was asking for. I then realized I forgot to give him his final nighttime
medicine.

I took him back to his room and gave him the medicine he needed. I think he
was in pain from the surgery and one of the medicines was his pain
medicine. Soon after he took his medicine, he was out and sleeping soundly.

I was able to fall asleep finally and there were no more disturbances from
Jeremy. Friday the guys went to school but I took Jeremy to my
doctor. Dr. Whitmore examined Jeremy and agreed he was on too many meds for
his own good. He was going to run more tests and then start to wean him off
of the medications he doesn't need.

As soon as I got home, the home care worker and teacher I hired were there
waiting for me and Jeremy. Each of them sat with Jeremy then they sat with
Beth and me. Beth is going to be home all day, and because I am the primary
caregiver, is the reason they needed to speak with both of us.

They stayed their normal time as if it was a regular day, but didn't push
Jeremy. They figured he had a long road trip and he was poked and prodded
head to toe this morning by Dr. Whitmore.

As the guys got home, we just chatted about the trip. They thought Jeremy
was cool and commented that he looked just like me but older.  I laughed it
off, but they were right.

I went and watched Joey play football that night. They won the game hands
down and now they are one step closer to the playoffs. The next morning I
didn't let my team down and ran in the track meet. I did pretty well with
the races I ran. As we placed and took home first in all races we knew
district was ours.

Joey and I went out that Saturday night. We decided to have one night to
ourselves twice a month. We would go out and do what ever we wanted. We
left the problems of the house at the house and just had fun.

When we started this, I found our relationship got stronger. We already
loved each other, but we found out why we loved each other. Everyone throws
that word around, love, but many times they really don't mean it when they
say it. Now when Joey and I say it, we really do mean it.

I have opened up a lot more to Joey. I learned I couldn't hide the true me
from the rest of the world. We are open but we are not flaming. We act and
do what guys do, but when we are in the bedroom we make love to each
other. We don't hold hands when we walk down the street, but when we are in
a movie, we do.

When Joey and I drove up to the house, there was a lot of yelling coming
from the porch. At first I thought Jeremy did something to one of the
guys. As I ran to the door, I saw it was David's dad doing the yelling at
David.

I tried to catch on to what was going on. Then I figured it out, the
rape. We never called David's dad. It wasn't that we didn't want to, but
David didn't want us to. I tried to calm the situation down by inviting
David's dad in.

Once we walked into the den, the yelling started back up again. I finally
just butted in.

"Hey! Either the two of you settle down and talk this out in normal tone of
voice, or I will need to ask you to leave sir."  I pointed to David's dad.

"Ask me to leave? Do you know who in the hell you are talking to?"

"I know you are this judge and friends with the governor! Still it doesn't
give you the right to walk into this house and cause a scene. Now what is
the problem here?"

"Why didn't anyone in this house call me when my son was raped?"

I looked over to David then back to his father. "I think each of us thought
the other had called you. That first couples of days were so busy, none of
us knew if we were coming or going. Still that isn't an excuse that I
didn't follow up on it. You can lay the blame at my feet."

"That is no answer at all, Jacob! You promised me that you would watch out
for my son and ensure he is safe. Under your eyes, my son was raped to
within inches of his life. I cannot trust you with my son any more."

David's dad turned and looked at him as he was walking towards him. "David
you will be coming home with me today, son!"

David dodged his father grip and walked to the other side of the room. "No
dad, I am not going anywhere with you. I am staying right here with Jake
and the guys."

"No son you are coming with me, I am still your parent." Once again David
tried to doge his fathers grab, but was unsuccessful this time.

David was being pulled out of the room and into the hall. All of the sudden
David just started screaming and yelling, starting to cry out. The look in
David's eyes was of pure fear. I don't think it was fear of his father, but
the memories of that ugly night started coming back.

David's dad let go of his son. As soon as he did, David curled up in a ball
in the corner crying and screaming still. All the noise David was making
got my brother all wound up and he started running down the stairs.

Jeremy ran out the front door so quickly none of us was able to catch
him. I started to run after my brother at the same time barking at orders
for Joey to have David's dad leave the house without David.

I started running right after Jeremy, followed by Chase and Andy. Jeremy
was fast as hell, and had a head start. I was yelling out to him, but he
was not paying me any attention. He crossed the road without looking for
the on coming traffic. I could have sworn Jeremy was almost hit by two
cars.

As we were trying to get across the street, I lost visual of where Jeremy
was. I just stood there looking around, scared as hell. I didn't know what
to do or think at this point.


TO BE CONTINUED...


{Wow, there is a couple cliff hangers at the end of this chapter. David's
dad showing up and demanding for David to go home with him! I could
understand why his dad is feeling the way he was, but pulling at him like
he did wasn't right and more so after what had happened to him. Did David's
dad leave the house as asked my Jake and Joey? Or did he stay and force
David to go with him? Through all that was going on in the house, Jake's
brother Jeremy went running out of the house. Jake, Chase and Andy gave
chase, but after getting across the main street, the lost sight of
Jeremy. Let's hope Jake, Chase, and Andy find Jeremy and get him
home. There is Jake's mother still lurking around and wanting to throw a
wrench into Jake's life. There is a so much to answer in the chapters to
come. Stick around and keep reading the future chapters, and enjoy! Please
email me and let me know how I am doing at jacobmillertex@aol.com, Thanks!}

EDITOR'S CORNER:

There's never a dull moment in Jake's life!  I'm glad he finally stood up
to his mom and put her in her place. Abuse is abuse, no matter in what form
it manifests itself. Gloria is an abuser on several levels.

What happened to David is, sadly, all too familiar a scenario. Law
enforcement went strangely quiet on David's case. I wonder what, if
anything, is going on behind the scenes? Will it be one more assault on a
gay that gets swept under the bureaucratic and political carpet?

If you haven't found it yet, be sure and check out our author's new story,
"Shadow of My Father".  It is posted on Nifty in the Gay Male High School
section. Like this story, it's not a story filled with sex scenes but does
have the right doses of spice here and there.

If you have enjoyed this story, I am sure you will like the new story
equally as well.

Jacob and I love hearing from each and every one of you. Your comments and
suggestions are heard and can, in some instances, affect where the story
goes. Keep those e-mails coming and, as is customary, flames will be
politely ignored.

Until next time, keep love in your heart and be safe and happy.

"Daddy" Rick