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Chapter Eight

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Kyle could not believe all the attention he was receiving when the FBI agents brought him home. His parents and brother were relieved that he was back safe and secure. Chris and his mother kept hugging him while his father rested his hand on his shoulder.

He had to relive the ordeal several times being required to repeat every detail for the FBI. He wanted to take a shower badly yet the forensic agents wanted to do a complete examination of his body to see if any DNA from his captor had been left in him. Even though Kyle insisted that he was not raped they still demanded an examination.

After the agents had completed their investigation Chris refused to leave him alone. He had to shower with his big brother sitting on the toilet keeping guard. He was not sure why he felt uneasy washing in front of his brother. They had taken baths together as boys and he showered with other guys in school but something just seemed different this time. He was embarrassed but he was not sure why. He guessed maybe because the FBI agents had been examining him that he was still feeling the after effects.

His dad went on another one of his tirades swearing about how disgusting gay people were and only a faggot, in his words, would stoop to kidnapping and raping young boys. Chris agreed which made things even worse. Kyle felt that all the work he had put into changing Chris’ mind towards gay people like himself was ruined.

Chris told the tale of how he had gotten Tyler back after learning he had locked Kyle in a locker at school. Kyle pretended to laugh and enjoy hearing about it but it brought him no joy. He was still devastated that he had lost his best friend for some unknown reason. Kyle still could not remember what he did to piss Tyler off.

Tyler had been hanging out with a group of goth kids at school and he was slowly changing his appearance as he tried to look like them. It was nothing major right now. He was just wearing only black clothing and he had dyed his hair black. He stayed as far away from Kyle as much as he could and neither had said more than a word or two to each other.

Kyle felt the worst of it at school because he felt as if he was constantly being watched. Everyone seemed to be staring at him and whispering to themselves. Even when they were not looking at him he still felt as if their eyes were judging him.

His guidance counselor asked to see him to talk about the incident that happened. The entire meeting was the councilor pushing rape hotlines for him to talk to. Even though Kyle protested that he was not raped and did not need their help, the guidance counselor kept insisting on it.

Some excuse was made that he was forced by law to give this information to Kyle even though it was not germane to the situation. He was more upset that no one seemed to listen to him and they just naturally assumed the worst. He even heard whispers from others that because he was raped, that he was now officially gay.

This struck him as bizarre because he was already naturally gay to begin with but the idea of rape had nothing to do with it. Sure there were some that became gay after they were raped by men but not all. Prison was full of men behaving in homosexual lifestyles but as to them being truly gay was another matter. One very few wanted to speak of.

Jacob entered The Coach’s office and he noticed Brad leaning against a wall. His expression was one that was a mixture of anger and sadness. At first he did not seem to notice Jacob then his eyes turned to glare at him like a snake watching its prey.

The Coach cleared his throat drawing all attention towards him but Jacob noticed that Brad continued to glare at him. He was rapidly chewing gum as if it aided in calming his frustration.

“Blanchard,” The Coach addressed him coldly and Jacob’s heart beat faster as he wondered what kind of trouble he was in and what he had done to deserve it.

“I guess it’s time to make all this official. My grandson was kidnapped and your father agreed to help me… for a price. I was to promote you to team captain in order for him to pull strings with the FBI. He did, now it’s my turn to keep my promise. As of this moment Brad is stepping down as team captain and you are taking over the position.” The Coach explained. Jacob smiled but that quickly vanished as he saw the looks they were giving him. The message sunk in pretty quickly.

“Congratulations,” Brad said out of pure spite. Jacob thought such a promotion would have made him happy but the hatred they were giving made him realize the truth.

“This fulfills my end of the agreement with your father. I, personally, would never promote you unless I was forced to, like I am now.” Brad has a lot more talent and better organization skills. I hate to lose him but since he’s been demoted he has decided to quit the team.” The Coach said bitterly.

“Look… I…” Jacob tried to think of something to say.

“Save it rich boy! I don’t care about your bull shit. My only regret is that I won’t be here to watch you fail.” Brad replied then he stormed out of the office.

Chris and Jordan jogged leisurely as they kept pace with each other. They wore light jackets to keep the chill of the changing weather from making them too cold. Yet the running was warming them so they did not wear heavy coats.

“So the pervert had him tied up in some kind of dungeon.” Chris explained as he was telling his best friend about how his brother had been kidnapped.

“Fuckin’ wacko.” Jordan replied. Chris nodded in agreement as he took a deep breath and tried to steady himself so that his anger would not affect his running.

“So everyone’s looking at him like he’s a freak or something.” Chris said.

“Well… no offense but he is gay after all.”

“You know that’s bull shit. He’s just going through a phase, I’m actually hoping that this opens his eyes and he stops pretending.” Chris replied.

“I dunno if it works like that.” Jordan answered and Chris rolled his eyes. Jordan pointed and they swerved slightly as they stopped. Both were breathing heavily as they cooled down.

“Anyway, my sister has been running around with these punks that you can tell are up to no good. So I’m thinking that if Kyle takes her out then maybe it would solve both our problems. Kyle can stop pretending to be gay and she can finally find a nice guy to date.” Jordan explained.

“It would be nice but Kyle is shy, a little too shy, that he’d blow the whole thing.” Chris said and Jordan chuckled at this.

“Maybe if he’s lucky he will.” Jordan laughed. Chris lightly punched him on his arm then the both began to jog again.

Charlie was watching television in his room and making snide comments about the shows when he suddenly jumped. He heard his mother cry out from the living room where she was watching her bible shows. He ran to find out what was wrong.

Charlie and his mother do not get along at all. She resents his lifestyle because she is an overly zealous religious fanatic. She and her church make very bigoted comments about gay people and how they are going to hell. This has caused them to resent each other.

Charlie’s father was the mediator between them but after September eleventh happened he joined the military. His father had always been very patriotic and when the call was put out to defend the country he was quick to enlist. He was sent over to Iraq and they have been waiting for the war to end so he can return home.

“Mom, are you alright?” Charlie asked, trying to seem concerned although to be honest he could care less. She looked stunned as she stood in her nightgown, the only thing she ever wore, holding a letter. Her church preached that women are to stay home and cook and clean for their working husbands. She decided to be a homemaker although all she really did was watch her bible shows on television while Charlie and his dad did the cleaning.

“I just got a letter from the government,” Hearing those words made Charlie’s heart skip a beat. He was afraid of what she was about to say next. “He went missing on a mission and they are afraid he may have been captured by the enemy. In da name of Jesus we bind and curse the enemy, he is under our feet.” She said and she stomped her slipper as she started with her Jesus lingo as Charlie called it. Charlie rolled his eyes but he grabbed the letter when she let it fall from her hand as she pranced around cursing the devil.

“Dear Barbara Masters, we regret to inform you that your husband has been determined to be missing while out on a patrol.” Charlie stopped reading as his heart sank. If he was captured there was no telling what would happen. The only good news was that so far he was still alive!

“And YOU; you child of Satan. This is all your fault!” His mother screamed at him.

“Me? How is this my fault?” Charlie asked incredulously. He could not believe she had the nerve to blame him for something he both knew nothing about and did not want to happen.

“You and those godless heathens all serve Satan and want to drag all our souls to hell.” She replied. Charlie rolled his eyes having heard her religious mumbo jumbo a million times before.

“Pastor Stone will fix this! No more of your spirit of homosexuality around here. I bind you and your evil in the name of Jesus.” She shouted and Charlie yawned. All the prayers in the world would not find or stop nothing no matter how much she wasted her breath shouting like a loon.

Tyler and the goth walked around the mall looking for something to do. Tyler sipped on a soda while the others were making fun of how other people were dressed.

“Look at that one!” Summer exclaimed as she pointed at a red haired woman while she was window shopping at the outfits displayed. “She couldn’t afford a decent haircut..” The group laughed and Tyler saw the annoyance on the woman’s face but she ignored the group.

“Hey,” Eddie cried out as Cody walked by but did not notice he had stepped on Eddie’s foot.

“What’s your problem? Freak.” Dylan asked. Cody could not hear him and he walked by. Scott reached out and grabbed Cody as the startled boy looked at him.

“What are you deaf?” Scott asked and Cody looked at him wondering what he wanted. Cody had never learned to read lips so he had no idea what he was saying.

“Actually he is deaf,” Tyler said. “His sister dates my friend's other brother.” This suddenly sent a pang at Tyler to be calling Kyle his friend. Tyler reflected that they had taken a class on sign language that was offered when they learned that Cody was deaf. Because he was Jennifer’s brother they wanted to be able to talk to him.

“You bumped into him.” Tyler signed to Cody then pointed at Eddie to show who he bumped into.

“Sorry.” Cody signed as he blushed with embarrassment.

“He says he’s sorry he did not know.” Tyler translated to th group.

“What the fuck is all this nonsense?” Eddie asked as he randomly waved his fingers around trying to imitate sign language. Cody stared as he was trying to figure out what he was doing.

“It’s sign language you dweeb. It’s how deaf people talk to each other.” Tyler mocked but he faced Cody and signed what he was saying so that he could understand what was going on. He was not a translator but he tried so that the boy was not totally lost in what was going on.

“Well here’s a sign for him.” Dylan said then he pegged a finger at the boy by extending his middle finger while his fist was closed.

“Dude, that’s not cool.” Tyler protested in disgust

“If you’re gonna hang with us then you roll like one of us.” Scott told him.

“Man, if you roll by picking on a helpless deaf kid, then fuck it, I’m out.” Tyler said.

“Fuck you loser! You were never good enough to be one of us anyway.”

“Good!” Tyler replied to them then he signed to Cody. “Come on Cody.” He took Cody’s hand to lead him away. Scott suddenly pushed Tyler and Dylan grabbed him and tossed him in a garbage can. Cody watched in horror then felt Eddie grabbed him and toss him onto his shoulder as he carried him away. Cody struggled to get free but the older boy was way stronger and the kid was nothing to him.

The group ran off and Tyler shifted his weight to make the trash can fall over so he could climb out. Tyler ignored the smell as he looked and tried to follow after the group with the giant head start they had.

Outside the mall in the loading area of a store there were several trucks lined up while they waited to be unloaded. Eddie tossed Cody on the ground. Cody tried signing his protests but they had no idea what he was saying and just laughed at him.

“I think we’ve had enough of this finger waving nonsense.” Scott said and the group laughed as Scott pretended to stick his index fingers up his ass on his pants. He walked around funny moaning.

“Asshole!” Cody signed as he understood the meaning as he watched Scott.

“Here,” Summer said as she handed a piece of paper to Scott. She had been writing something on it. The others looked at it and began to laugh. Scott turned the page over to show Cody. He saw the words ‘I’m a retard.’ written on it. Scott made Dylan open his mouth and took out a bit of chewing gum he had been chewing on and put it on the note then stuck the note to Cody’s forehead so the words were displayed.

Cody’s face turned red from both anger and shame. He removed the note then Dylan punched him and as Cody lay on the ground he reattached it. Cody pulled the note off a second time and the boys ganged up and began to kick at Cody as he curled up into a ball. He was curled into the fetal position from their attacks as Tyler ran up and saw them.

“Fucking assholes!!!!” He shouted and the group stopped as they turned and started walking towards Tyler. Dylan and Eddie ran up and grabbed Tyler holding him. Scott had said something but in the confusion Tyler did not hear him. Scott punched Tyler and as he bent over the three boys began to kick Tyler in the same manner as they had Cody.

Dylan stopped down and punched Tyler then Scott gave him two more final kicks. Tyler could taste blood on his mouth but it hurt too much to move.

“Hey!!!” Someone shouted. The goths turned and saw a janitor approaching them. They quickly ran but the janitor was focused on the two kids they had beaten up. He found Cody and saw the note with the gum on it next to him.

Kyle sat at his computer trying to do his homework. He reached behind himself and put on a zip up hoodie because the evenings were colder now that the seasons were changing. Kyle let out an angry sign as he saw Chris enter his room by climbing in from the window.

Kyle had been wanting to spend some time alone because he was feeling smothered by all the attention and people watching him. He knew their intentions were well but it was starting to be too much. He felt as if he had no privacy and they were staring at him constantly.

“Zup,” Chris said and Kyle nodded to him while glaring at him. He could read his brother’s expression and knew what he was thinking. “So, Jordan may have found a way to solve our problems.”

“Oh?” Kyle asked with his voice showing he was only semi curious. He was interested a little but he still wanted to be left alone.

“He’s gonna set you up with his sister.” Chris said and Kyle immediately sighed with disgust. “Wait! Hear me out, OK? If you go on a date with her then people won’t think you’re gay.” Chris explained.

“I am gay!” Kyle interupted then Chris gestured for him to lower his voice.

“Does dad know?” Chris asked. This hit a sore spot in Kyle and he nervously looked down at his feet.

“No,” Kyle replied and Chris raised an eyebrow knowingly at him. Both knew of their father’s hatred for anyone that was LGBTQ+. His hatred stemmed from when his sister, their aunt, had died from the disease Aids. She had contracted it when she had unknowingly slept with a bisexual man that was infected from one of his numerous partners.

A sudden knock got their attention as their father entered the room.

“Thought I’d find the two of you together.” He said as the brothers looked embarrassed. “Sorry to disturb but Chris, Jennifer is downstairs and she is really upset.” Chris’ expression suddenly changed and he ran out of the room to see her. Kyle followed but at a distance so that he was not completely intruding but he was as concerned as Chris was.

Jennifer paced as she cried in the living room. Their mother had tried talking to her but she was too upset. She gracefully rose and left so that the two of them could speak alone. She passed Kyle and gave him a glance that indicated that he needed to give them some privacy.

“What’s wrong?” Chris asked.

“It’s Cody! He was attacked.” She screamed and both Kyle and Chris flinched. Chris rushed over to hug her and he led her to the sofa to sit. Kyle crept down the stairs like a cat as he listened closely.

“What are you talking about?”

“He was… at the mall. Some kids beat him up. He and Tyler were taken to the hospital.” She sobbed.

“Tyler?!” Both brothers said at the same time then looked at each other.

“What does he have to do with this?” Chris asked but the question was more directed at Kyle than at his girlfriend.

“I dunno they were both found outside laying on the ground. They were both beaten and bleeding.” Jennifer explained.

“It actually makes sense in a way,” Kyle said then turned to look at him. “Tyler learned sign language with me. He probably saw that it was Cody and stepped in to try and translate for him.

“Then why was he beat up?” Jennifer asked as tears streamed down her face.

“Tyler is an asshole and probably started trouble.” Chris replied but Kyle glared at him.

“Are they both at the hospital?” Kyle asked as he kept his voice soft.

“No Tyler went home but Cody is in bad shape so they sent him to the hospital. I’ve been there translating for the police as they took statements.

“So what’s gonna happen now?” Chris asked and Jennifer shrugged.

* * *

Brian sat behind the protective glass in the visiting area of the local jail as the Coach sat on the other side for the visitors. They both picked up the phones and Brian looked at him wondering who he was. He vaguely remembered seeing him but he was not sure where or why.

“So you are the scumbag that kidnapped my grandson.” The Coach said coldly and Brian sighed as he suddenly remembered.

“It’s not like that. I was blackmailed into doing it.” Brian replied.

“What about that other boy you held prisoner? Were you blackmailed to keep him also.” The Coach asked skeptically. His voice was harsh and full of venom as he glared at Brian. He was wishing he could reach in through the glass and beat Brian within an inch of his life. The only reason he forced himself to remain calm was that there was information he needed. Things that he needed to know.

“What do you want, man?” Brian asked.

“You said you were hired or forced to do it. I wanna know why and by who.” The Coach said bitterly.

“I’ll tell you what I know but I can’t promise much. I already told my lawyer but considering the way things are going, it won’t matter if I tell you. I know he’s untouchable but the one that hired me was that rich man that was with you.” Brian said. The Coach looked at him in fury.

“How can you be so sure it was him?” The Coach asked.

“All I know is that the guy that hired me made reference to my… prisoner, if you want to call him that. He mentioned the kid pissing himself 7 or 8 times and then after I was arrested the rich man said the same phrase word for word as the guy on the phone. It was like he wanted me to know it was him because there was nothing I could do about it. He knew I was being arrested and no one would believe me.” Brian said. The Coach looked at him blankly as if considering what was just told to him.

“Let’s start at the beginning because I want to know everything.” The Coach ordered as Brian stared at him as he thought things over.

In the pastor’s office at her church Barbara and Pastor Stone stood waiting while Charlie was in the bathroom.

“I really wish I could refer him to a gay conversation camp but new regulations have deemed them unlawful. Just another way Satan has taken control of the government.” Pastor Stone explained.

“So, we are left with no alternative but drugs?” Barbara asked.

“Unfortunately, but these have shown promise as a cure for homosexuality.”

“Praise God.” Barbara exclaimed and Pastor Stone smiled and nodded his head in agreement.

“When Satan closes a door, God opens a window.” He remarked proudly.

“How did that come about?” Barbara asked.

“They were testing a new drug to use for people with ADHD. They found that using maize starch, hypromellose, talc, methacrylic acid- ethyl acrylate, copolymer dispersion, polyethylene glycol, propylene glycol, benzyl alcohol, and emulsion silicone. The children that took this seemed to lose all sinful, fleshly desires. A small sample, that were homosexual, lost all desire in their same sex attractions. Of course, they lost all sexual desire period but I’m reminded of Paul saying that we should ‘Imitate him as he imitates Christ.” Pastor Stone preached.

“How long must he be on them?”

“Legally, we can put him on them until he is 18 years old. At that time we can see if he chooses to remain on them or if he has been cured. The thing is that while on these he will be susceptible to suggestion so we can plant scripture into his mind and let it take root.” Pastor Stone explained.

“Hallelujah!” Barbara shouted as she raised her hands and started dancing. Charlie slowly opened the bathroom door. He then very slowly walked out like a zombie from a zombie movie. His expression was the same clueless look a zombie might have.

He was dressed in the preppie style with tan pants and a white long sleeve shirt. This was covered by a blue sweater vest.

“Much better.” Pastor Stone remarked at looking at what Charlie had changed into after they told him to change into these clothes. He put up no resistance as he obeyed.

“Yes, much better.” Barbara echoed.

To Be Continued…