Bound By Love
Is This Really A Happy Ending?
Andy
I hate doctors. I practically fell asleep while he explained all this emergency care stuff to my mom. I did my research last night on my computer my mom brought. I don’t need him to explain to me what’s wrong with me. I already know.
“He’ll be on 2 types of regimens until we find what works for him.”
“What would that be exactly?”
“We’ll start off with Dilantin and Keppra first.”
“So Phenytoin Sodium and Levetiracetam.” I mused.
“You know that?” My mom asked.
“I didn’t sleep last night. I was too busy contemplating having seizures for the rest of my life.” I deadpanned.
“Right, well once you leave here the nurse out front will give you the prescription. If they control the fits then we’ll keep him on that.”
“Well what about side effects? Will it prevent him from going to school or from functioning?” My mom asked.
“Not at all. I have had three other patients on the same medication and they function just fine.” I sighed and pinched the bridge of my nose.
“I am not those three other patients. I am one person who wishes to not go blind, deaf and dumb in the matter of one week. I mean, all you bastards had to do was remove one ruptured vessel how is it that you managed to cause more damage than I had before?! Are your surgeons here not experienced enough to properly cut something so small out of a person’s brain?!” I snapped.
“Andrew! This doctor’s tried their very hardest.”
“If they did, I wouldn’t be in this situation. I would be in the park sketching birds and shit but no I am stuck in this guy’s fucking office while you two talk about me like I am not even sitting right here! I have a right to express how I fucking feel. This man and his bullshit staff took away the one shred of independence that I had. Did you tell her this state’s driving requirement, doctor?”
“What is he talking about?”
“With your son’s condition, he isn’t permitted to drive in the state of Pennsylvania without another person present at all times. This person must be over eighteen and a licensed driver.”
“And I can’t do it because I work. I’m so sorry Andrew and you had your heart set on getting your license this year.” I just got up and stormed out of the office. I needed a cigarette. I stormed out the hospital and stood by the exit. The wind blew my hair up out of my face and revealed the gauze wrapped around the place the cut open my head at. I stuffed my hands into my pockets and walked down the street. I recognized the signs and things and somehow got to the park. I knew that he’d be there. Bill sat so gently on the bench. I walked over and sat down next to him.
“Hey, how are you feeling?” He asked.
“Like shit, I just needed to get away. This place is my only paradise. Nobody judges you and nobody has time to stare at you…well you did.”
“Sorry, it’s just you are so…different. Everyone that surrounds me is normal. Tom is the epitome of normal. He’s jock with a beautiful girlfriend and good grades but his only problem is his mouth. Me, on the other hand, his twin, I have everything you wouldn’t want tossed onto me. I am paler than both parents, taller than everyone in my family, I am not very smart, I am skinny, I am bullied, my dad drinks and abuses me…I mean…I…” He looked ahead of himself and he started to shudder. Tears landed on his black jeans making little spots. He wrapped his bony arms around himself and sobbed.
“Wait, he beats you?” He nodded and looked at me.
“My girlish looks get me into trouble a lot. I am sexually harassed at school and at home…at home…he…he…r—rapes me.” He sobbed. I looked at the broken boy before me as he broke down.
“Have you told anyone?”
“Just you, because, frankly, I’m scared of what will happen when people find out. People might think it’s my fault because I make it hard on myself. I choose to wear tight clothes. I choose to wear makeup. My only escape was when I came here and saw you drawing. The first time he did me I was 8, I remember running away from home and when I got here you were with your friend and you were both playing with a basketball. I watched you play until your mom picked you both up. Every day since then, I’ve come to this park and watched you because…I think I’ve fallen in love with you.” We matched gazes and he had beautiful but sad hazel eyes. I couldn’t help but be drawn into them. I wasn’t gay or…was I?” We both leaned forward and when our lips touched I lost it. The fire that ignited throughout my body was orgasmic. I gently put my arms around him and deepened the kiss. He finally broke it off and his face became this red color.
“S-sorry, Andy. I shouldn’t have kissed you like that.”
“No, it was okay. I sorta liked it.” I heard my mother’s car horn and sighed. You’re probably wondering how I know it’s her. My mom has a weird way of honking. She makes three little honks and one long one.
“That’s my mom. I’ll call you tonight, alright?”
“Okay, have a good day, Andy.”
“I want to discuss something with my mom so once I get it cleared up, I call you okay.”
“Alright, just go.” He shooed. I jogged to the car and sat in the back.
“Hey mom?” I said once we hit the road.
“What is it Andrew?”
“You know that kid that got stabbed a few days ago?”
“Yeah, what about him?”
“He’s having some trouble at home. I was wondering if he could live with us.” She stepped down on the pedal and turned to look at me.
“You barely know this boy?! Why would I let some strange teenager into my house to live?”
“Promise that what I say doesn’t leave this car?”
“What is it, Andrew?” She demanded.
“His dad beats him and rapes him and he’s scared and doesn’t know what to do.” I sighed.
“Andrew, this is serious. He should call the police.”
“Even if he did they’d make him live there until they can prove it happened. His dad might kill him for snitching.”
“What am I supposed to do?”
“Let him live with us. He has nowhere to go.”
“Fine, you need someone at the house to talk to when I’m gone anyway. But I’ll have to discuss this with his mother.”
“His mom works for one of the partners that you invited over. She brought her son.”
“Okay, I’ll talk to her then. I mean he could just live with her.”
“According to Tom he hasn’t been to her house in ten years. Hell, he hasn’t seen her ten years either. It might weird him out.”
“Okay, I’ll see if they are comfortable with him living with us. But he must call the police and report his father.”
“You got it. Do you have my phone?” She reached into her purse and handed it to me.
Bill
“HOW DARE YOU COOK ME THIS, YOU STUPID FUCKING CUNT?!” A kick to the stomach and the wind was knocked out of me. I tried to crawl away and he grabbed my legs.
“You cooked me the wrong food, so now I have to…punish you.” He climbed onto my back and ran a hand over my face.
“Please don’t.” He bent down to kiss me and he stopped short.
“Your lips, they smell different. D—did you kiss someone else?” He got up and grabbed my shirt and slammed me into the wall.
“Who was it?” My phone rang in my pocket and he pulled it out.
“Hello…You’re looking for Bill huh…well then…you’ll be the one to hear his final screams before I take all of him.” He placed the phone on the floor and ripped off my pants.
“IF YOU LIKE BILL SO MUCH WAIT UNTIL YOU HEAR HIM SCREAM. HE SOUNDS EVEN SEXIER.” He shouted into the phone. He forced my legs open and shoved his fully exposed cock into me. I screamed and squirmed trying to get away but he just shoved it harder into me.
“BILL!” I heard Andy yell from my phone.
“YOU LIKE THAT ANDY!! WELL HERE’S SOME MORE!!” He went even deeper and I screamed even louder. Blood trickled down my leg and onto the floor and I cried even more. I wanted to die; I didn’t want Andy hearing this. I told him but he didn’t need to hear my dad doing whatever he wanted to me.
“YOU’RE GETTING FREE PORN, ANDY!!!” He shouted. I closed my eyes and my hands tightened into fists. I gave up fighting because it wasn’t going to end. He would do this to me continuously until he dies. If died, he’d probably do my fucking corpse.
“SAY YOU’RE A DIRTY WHORE!”
“Please stop.” I squeaked. “I don’t want to do this anymore. I don’t like you raping me whenever you see fit.” He grabbed a fistful of my hair and roughly pulled my head back.
“SAY IT LOUD ENOUGH SO ANDY CAN HEAR YOU!”
“I…AM…A DIRTY WHORE!” I sobbed.
“WHO?”
“WHO NOBODY WILL EVERY LOVE!!!”
“YOU SEE, ANDY. HE AIN’T GOOD ENOUGH FOR YOU. SO MOVE ON AND FIND SOMEONE BETTER BECAUSE MY SON IS A NASTY LITTLE BITCH THAT LETS ME FUCK HIM.” He pulled out and I slipped to the floor. My dad walked out of the room. I crawled to my phone and cradle it in my hands.
“Bill, are you there?” I put the phone up to my ear.
“I’m sorry you had to hear that.”
“Listen to me; I live at 45 Dark Lane. Get whatever you can and get out of there right now.” He demanded “My mom knows what’s going on because she heard that shit too. She’s calling the police and you are going to get your ass over here. Understand?”
“Yeah.”
“Good, now hurry.” I got up off the floor.
“Please…don’t hang up.” I mumbled.
“Okay.” I snuck into my room and crammed all my clothes, shoes, makeup, school shit, and song book into my Adidas duffel bag. I tossed it out the window and I jumped out. It hurt when I hit the bottom but I had no damn choice. I slowly got up and grabbed the bag. I hid behind a tree and pulled on a pair of sweatpants. I couldn’t go over there in just my torn boxers.
“Are you okay?” I heard Andy ask from my phone.
“Yeah, I’ll be there soon.” I limped down the road watching the signs carefully and took a sigh of relief when I finally arrived at the house, scratch that, mansion. Andy was smoking outside and his face lit up when he saw me.
“Oh thank god.” I limped closer and he engulfed me in a hug. “I was so worried.” He brought me inside and my mom and brother were in the foyer.
“Bill?!” My mother sobbed.
“Hi, mom.”
“Ms. Biersack told me what happened. Why didn’t you tell me that he was hurting you?” She asked.
“I didn’t want you to worry.”
“That doesn’t matter. You tell me when you are ever in a situation like this.” She scolded. “Andrew also told me that he wants you to stay here.”
“I would like to, ma’am. I love you believe me, it’s just I don’t want to be anywhere near that area since…since… that’s where he first hurt me. I was trying to come to your house and he caught me and he raped me right there. I went to the park for the first time that day.”
“Oh, Bill…if Ms. Biersack doesn’t mind.”
“It’s fine. We have more than enough room. If you want, I could enroll him into Sacred Heart like Andy.”
“That’ll be good. Bill, I love you and I missed seeing your bright smile and face. I’m sorry that I didn’t have enough money back then to take care of you. I hope that I’ll see that smile again. I hope your father didn’t take it away from you.”
“I’ll be happy again, one day. I just don’t know when.”
“Okay, we have to discuss the police investigation in the kitchen. Two cops are here and they want to speak with you.” She took my hand and squeezed.
“I’m ready.”
I hate doctors. I practically fell asleep while he explained all this emergency care stuff to my mom. I did my research last night on my computer my mom brought. I don’t need him to explain to me what’s wrong with me. I already know.
“He’ll be on 2 types of regimens until we find what works for him.”
“What would that be exactly?”
“We’ll start off with Dilantin and Keppra first.”
“So Phenytoin Sodium and Levetiracetam.” I mused.
“You know that?” My mom asked.
“I didn’t sleep last night. I was too busy contemplating having seizures for the rest of my life.” I deadpanned.
“Right, well once you leave here the nurse out front will give you the prescription. If they control the fits then we’ll keep him on that.”
“Well what about side effects? Will it prevent him from going to school or from functioning?” My mom asked.
“Not at all. I have had three other patients on the same medication and they function just fine.” I sighed and pinched the bridge of my nose.
“I am not those three other patients. I am one person who wishes to not go blind, deaf and dumb in the matter of one week. I mean, all you bastards had to do was remove one ruptured vessel how is it that you managed to cause more damage than I had before?! Are your surgeons here not experienced enough to properly cut something so small out of a person’s brain?!” I snapped.
“Andrew! This doctor’s tried their very hardest.”
“If they did, I wouldn’t be in this situation. I would be in the park sketching birds and shit but no I am stuck in this guy’s fucking office while you two talk about me like I am not even sitting right here! I have a right to express how I fucking feel. This man and his bullshit staff took away the one shred of independence that I had. Did you tell her this state’s driving requirement, doctor?”
“What is he talking about?”
“With your son’s condition, he isn’t permitted to drive in the state of Pennsylvania without another person present at all times. This person must be over eighteen and a licensed driver.”
“And I can’t do it because I work. I’m so sorry Andrew and you had your heart set on getting your license this year.” I just got up and stormed out of the office. I needed a cigarette. I stormed out the hospital and stood by the exit. The wind blew my hair up out of my face and revealed the gauze wrapped around the place the cut open my head at. I stuffed my hands into my pockets and walked down the street. I recognized the signs and things and somehow got to the park. I knew that he’d be there. Bill sat so gently on the bench. I walked over and sat down next to him.
“Hey, how are you feeling?” He asked.
“Like shit, I just needed to get away. This place is my only paradise. Nobody judges you and nobody has time to stare at you…well you did.”
“Sorry, it’s just you are so…different. Everyone that surrounds me is normal. Tom is the epitome of normal. He’s jock with a beautiful girlfriend and good grades but his only problem is his mouth. Me, on the other hand, his twin, I have everything you wouldn’t want tossed onto me. I am paler than both parents, taller than everyone in my family, I am not very smart, I am skinny, I am bullied, my dad drinks and abuses me…I mean…I…” He looked ahead of himself and he started to shudder. Tears landed on his black jeans making little spots. He wrapped his bony arms around himself and sobbed.
“Wait, he beats you?” He nodded and looked at me.
“My girlish looks get me into trouble a lot. I am sexually harassed at school and at home…at home…he…he…r—rapes me.” He sobbed. I looked at the broken boy before me as he broke down.
“Have you told anyone?”
“Just you, because, frankly, I’m scared of what will happen when people find out. People might think it’s my fault because I make it hard on myself. I choose to wear tight clothes. I choose to wear makeup. My only escape was when I came here and saw you drawing. The first time he did me I was 8, I remember running away from home and when I got here you were with your friend and you were both playing with a basketball. I watched you play until your mom picked you both up. Every day since then, I’ve come to this park and watched you because…I think I’ve fallen in love with you.” We matched gazes and he had beautiful but sad hazel eyes. I couldn’t help but be drawn into them. I wasn’t gay or…was I?” We both leaned forward and when our lips touched I lost it. The fire that ignited throughout my body was orgasmic. I gently put my arms around him and deepened the kiss. He finally broke it off and his face became this red color.
“S-sorry, Andy. I shouldn’t have kissed you like that.”
“No, it was okay. I sorta liked it.” I heard my mother’s car horn and sighed. You’re probably wondering how I know it’s her. My mom has a weird way of honking. She makes three little honks and one long one.
“That’s my mom. I’ll call you tonight, alright?”
“Okay, have a good day, Andy.”
“I want to discuss something with my mom so once I get it cleared up, I call you okay.”
“Alright, just go.” He shooed. I jogged to the car and sat in the back.
“Hey mom?” I said once we hit the road.
“What is it Andrew?”
“You know that kid that got stabbed a few days ago?”
“Yeah, what about him?”
“He’s having some trouble at home. I was wondering if he could live with us.” She stepped down on the pedal and turned to look at me.
“You barely know this boy?! Why would I let some strange teenager into my house to live?”
“Promise that what I say doesn’t leave this car?”
“What is it, Andrew?” She demanded.
“His dad beats him and rapes him and he’s scared and doesn’t know what to do.” I sighed.
“Andrew, this is serious. He should call the police.”
“Even if he did they’d make him live there until they can prove it happened. His dad might kill him for snitching.”
“What am I supposed to do?”
“Let him live with us. He has nowhere to go.”
“Fine, you need someone at the house to talk to when I’m gone anyway. But I’ll have to discuss this with his mother.”
“His mom works for one of the partners that you invited over. She brought her son.”
“Okay, I’ll talk to her then. I mean he could just live with her.”
“According to Tom he hasn’t been to her house in ten years. Hell, he hasn’t seen her ten years either. It might weird him out.”
“Okay, I’ll see if they are comfortable with him living with us. But he must call the police and report his father.”
“You got it. Do you have my phone?” She reached into her purse and handed it to me.
Bill
“HOW DARE YOU COOK ME THIS, YOU STUPID FUCKING CUNT?!” A kick to the stomach and the wind was knocked out of me. I tried to crawl away and he grabbed my legs.
“You cooked me the wrong food, so now I have to…punish you.” He climbed onto my back and ran a hand over my face.
“Please don’t.” He bent down to kiss me and he stopped short.
“Your lips, they smell different. D—did you kiss someone else?” He got up and grabbed my shirt and slammed me into the wall.
“Who was it?” My phone rang in my pocket and he pulled it out.
“Hello…You’re looking for Bill huh…well then…you’ll be the one to hear his final screams before I take all of him.” He placed the phone on the floor and ripped off my pants.
“IF YOU LIKE BILL SO MUCH WAIT UNTIL YOU HEAR HIM SCREAM. HE SOUNDS EVEN SEXIER.” He shouted into the phone. He forced my legs open and shoved his fully exposed cock into me. I screamed and squirmed trying to get away but he just shoved it harder into me.
“BILL!” I heard Andy yell from my phone.
“YOU LIKE THAT ANDY!! WELL HERE’S SOME MORE!!” He went even deeper and I screamed even louder. Blood trickled down my leg and onto the floor and I cried even more. I wanted to die; I didn’t want Andy hearing this. I told him but he didn’t need to hear my dad doing whatever he wanted to me.
“YOU’RE GETTING FREE PORN, ANDY!!!” He shouted. I closed my eyes and my hands tightened into fists. I gave up fighting because it wasn’t going to end. He would do this to me continuously until he dies. If died, he’d probably do my fucking corpse.
“SAY YOU’RE A DIRTY WHORE!”
“Please stop.” I squeaked. “I don’t want to do this anymore. I don’t like you raping me whenever you see fit.” He grabbed a fistful of my hair and roughly pulled my head back.
“SAY IT LOUD ENOUGH SO ANDY CAN HEAR YOU!”
“I…AM…A DIRTY WHORE!” I sobbed.
“WHO?”
“WHO NOBODY WILL EVERY LOVE!!!”
“YOU SEE, ANDY. HE AIN’T GOOD ENOUGH FOR YOU. SO MOVE ON AND FIND SOMEONE BETTER BECAUSE MY SON IS A NASTY LITTLE BITCH THAT LETS ME FUCK HIM.” He pulled out and I slipped to the floor. My dad walked out of the room. I crawled to my phone and cradle it in my hands.
“Bill, are you there?” I put the phone up to my ear.
“I’m sorry you had to hear that.”
“Listen to me; I live at 45 Dark Lane. Get whatever you can and get out of there right now.” He demanded “My mom knows what’s going on because she heard that shit too. She’s calling the police and you are going to get your ass over here. Understand?”
“Yeah.”
“Good, now hurry.” I got up off the floor.
“Please…don’t hang up.” I mumbled.
“Okay.” I snuck into my room and crammed all my clothes, shoes, makeup, school shit, and song book into my Adidas duffel bag. I tossed it out the window and I jumped out. It hurt when I hit the bottom but I had no damn choice. I slowly got up and grabbed the bag. I hid behind a tree and pulled on a pair of sweatpants. I couldn’t go over there in just my torn boxers.
“Are you okay?” I heard Andy ask from my phone.
“Yeah, I’ll be there soon.” I limped down the road watching the signs carefully and took a sigh of relief when I finally arrived at the house, scratch that, mansion. Andy was smoking outside and his face lit up when he saw me.
“Oh thank god.” I limped closer and he engulfed me in a hug. “I was so worried.” He brought me inside and my mom and brother were in the foyer.
“Bill?!” My mother sobbed.
“Hi, mom.”
“Ms. Biersack told me what happened. Why didn’t you tell me that he was hurting you?” She asked.
“I didn’t want you to worry.”
“That doesn’t matter. You tell me when you are ever in a situation like this.” She scolded. “Andrew also told me that he wants you to stay here.”
“I would like to, ma’am. I love you believe me, it’s just I don’t want to be anywhere near that area since…since… that’s where he first hurt me. I was trying to come to your house and he caught me and he raped me right there. I went to the park for the first time that day.”
“Oh, Bill…if Ms. Biersack doesn’t mind.”
“It’s fine. We have more than enough room. If you want, I could enroll him into Sacred Heart like Andy.”
“That’ll be good. Bill, I love you and I missed seeing your bright smile and face. I’m sorry that I didn’t have enough money back then to take care of you. I hope that I’ll see that smile again. I hope your father didn’t take it away from you.”
“I’ll be happy again, one day. I just don’t know when.”
“Okay, we have to discuss the police investigation in the kitchen. Two cops are here and they want to speak with you.” She took my hand and squeezed.
“I’m ready.”
@Purdy's_little_lady_outlaw there's a sequel called Fond Memories
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