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Authors Note: most of my past stories are based in the US, ok apart from Impossible which starts in the US and ends on an alien planet. But I am English so this story is based in England, and therefore English terms are used for instance Faggot replaced by Puff and so on Wanking instead of jacking off.
Bad days...Good days
Story by
David Spowart
Also Known as just
David S
Chapter 3
"Pete I cannot stop fucking shaking" I said as my body shook, "Not surprised mate, you stood up to that fucking arsehole" he replied, and I for the first time in the past half hour smiled.
"He won't let that drop, you know that right" I informed him. "You said you reported him right?" Peter asked. "Well yes and no" I responded.
"Explain" asked Peter, "Well the Legal centre were doing that, they were going to arrange a time for me to go down to the station and file the report" I informed him.
"Well your phone is dead, take the sim card out, and try it in mine" he told me, and I did just as he said, I took the card out and put it in his. "Oh I have a voice mail" I replied, and dialled the appropriate number and retrieved the message. "It's from Laura" I said, and continued to listen to the message.
"I have to call her" I responded.
I flipped the phone shut and opened it again I dialled the number that had been read to me, and waited for a reply.
"Laura Jacobs!" she said as she answered
"Yes Laura it's Martin...Martin Lake" I responded.
"Oh good, Martin I can only apologise for the error by the clerk, is everything okay?" she asked.
"No Laura not really, my dad showed up at college mad as hell, he attacked a friend of mine" I informed her. "Oh no, is your friend okay, did you contact the police" she asked, concern evident in the tone of her voice.
"Yeah he is okay, he defended himself, and no I have not called the police I thought I would leave it until morning" I replied. "Are you okay Martin?" she asked with the same concern in her voice. "Yeah I am now, he tried to hit me" I replied, "And?" she asked. "I never give him the chance" I replied. "Laura I know my dad, and Billy Lake will not let this slide" I added.
"He also know I am gay, and Laura he threatened to kill me if ever thought I was gay" I added with sorrow in my words, as I knew he was very capable of it, if not him he knew the scum that would do it for very little money or drugs.
"Okay do you think you are in danger tonight?" she asked, "I don't think so" I replied not really thinking that he would be able to organise anything this quick, but I am damn sure he would arrange for something bad I just knew it.
"Martin give me the address of where you are staying tonight and I will come for you in the morning" she asked me, I gave her the information she needed. "See you in the morning Martin" she ended with.
I flipped the phone closed. Removed the Sim and sat down and handed Pete the phone back. "Thanks Pete" I said as I sat next to him. "I'm an outcast now" I said sorrowfully. "His loss Marty, not yours" he replied wrapping his arm around me.
"Mum would be so ashamed of him you know, he said she would turn in her grave if she thought I was gay, I think he didn't know her at all" I added. "Do you want to get your stuff from home tomorrow" Peter asked, and I looked at him like he was crazy, I had no intensions of ever setting foot in that house ever again. "No, I have some cash in the bank, I will get some new clothes, I have the bank card, he doesn't know I have money" I added, "Mum left me some money, she had it kept by my grandparents and they gave me the card when I turned 18" I continued, "I have hardly touched it, I had added to it when I get money of my grandparents you know birthdays Christmas that sort of thing" I ended.
"So how much does your dad not know you have" Peter asked. "Just over eight thousand pounds" I replied. (For you Americans that's about 2 million Dollars...lol)
"Ok so you are ok for now, what about school" he asked, does your dad pay for that" he asked, "No my Granddad does" I replied.
"Well that makes things a little easier" He added. "Yeah he cuts you off, you won't notice it much" he replied.
"Peter it's not his money that worries it's his temper" I replied with a sigh.
We sat talking until almost 2am and we decided to hit the hay, "You want the sofa, or do you wanna share with me, no strings" he asked.
"You holding me sounds pretty good right now" I replied. And we walked down the small passage and walked into his single bedroom. I looked at Peter and I could not control my emotions and started crying, he pulled me into his chest and stroked my hair as I let all the things that had happened pour out of me.
"Sorry Pete, you don't need this" I wept out, soaking his shoulder. "Bullshit, you are my friend and I hope a lot more besides, I lost you once Marty, I am not losing you again...okay" he responded. "Thank you I appreciate that" I could only respond with.
I stripped down to my boxers as did Peter he climbed into bed first and held the sheet open for me, I climbed in and he pulled the sheet and the blanket over us. He wrapped an arm around me and held me close, and we soon both drifted off to an uneasy sleep.
I woke up at around 8am, I heard a knocking on the dorm door. Peter slept soundly but I had always been a light sleeper. "Martin, it's Laura Jacobs!" I heard a voice say. Peter now woken by the sound of a woman's voice "Who...What...Ermmmmm, Mornin" he croaked out, "Morning yourself" I replied.
"Laura's at the door" I added, and climbed out of bed, and walked down the small hall. "Just a sec" I yelled and went and put on my clothes, Peter had rose and started to dress also. We both walked back down the hall and opened the door.
"Good morning Laura" I greeted her as she walked into the dorm room. "Good morning Martin and this is?" she asked gesturing to Peter. "Oh Peter...Peter Ross" I introduced. "He's my bestfriend" I quickly added.
She sat on the sofa and told me. "We have a meeting at the Stone street police station in the City centre at 09:30 okay, we need to tell them why we need an injunction against your dad, and I have done some background checks on your father, he has been a suspect on many things but nothing proven, but since you are his son and you want him kept away from you, I think they will grant the injunction" she informed me.
"I don't think that will be enough, he is not one to play nice and follow the rules, Laura" I replied. "I need to move cities" I added.
"Okay that is an option Martin" she replied. "But let's see what we can do first okay" she concluded.
We talked for a short while and we filled her in on some of the things my dad was capable of and what he had done to the Ross family in the past.
"Sounds like a real piece of work" she groaned out. "You don't cross Billy Lake" I added.
Soon we left and headed for the police station, we were about ten minutes out when I spotted a black ford escort following us, or I thought it was.
"Laura turn right at the next exit" I asked still looking in the rear view mirror. "Why that takes us away from the city" she replied. "Just humour me" I responded. We turned at the next exit and the ford did just the same. "Okay we will take the next left then right" I added. "What's up Marty" Peter asked, my eyes not leaving the mirror. "We are being followed I think" I replied to his question, we took the next turn as did the ford.
"That escort behind. Don't turn and look!" I yelled. "It has been behind us since we left the carpark" I added. "He's having us followed" I added.
Laura flipped her phone open and made a call to her office. And we started to head away from the city. "Where are we going" I asked. "This is not my first job Martin" she responded, we headed into an industrial park, we drove into a garage and waited. Soon we spotted the ford park just across the way from us. Laura again made a phone call and ten minutes later two cars approached it and blocked it in. We left and headed back towards the city.
"At least we know my dad is not letting last night's little fracas slide" I informed them, and I was for one shitting myself as I remembered his threat to kill me.
We arrived at the station and waited for a C.I.D officer to speak to us. About twenty minutes later a female plain clothes officer spoke to us. I gave all the information I could his threats towards me. His attack on Peter or attempted anyway. I also informed them of the threat made to myself and to Peter and what he did to Peter's family in the past.
And Laura confirmed that we had been followed earlier on in the day while traveling into the city to be at this appointment.
"Okay Mr at this moment in time do you believe your father intends on carrying out his threat to end your life?" she asked. "Officer to be totally honest...YES!" I replied.
"Look Mr Lake all we can do now is pay a visit to your dad, and tell him to back off, we have little evidence to substantiate your claim, don't get me wrong I believe you, but I don't have enough to ask for a restraining order, you have no bruises no scars, just a story" she replied.
"So I am fucked!" I replied, "No need for profanity's Mr Lake, we will do all that we can" she added. "And in the meantime my dad can carry out his threat" I informed them then added. "Well at least when you find my corpse you will have enough to go on then" I spat out.
"Mr Lake, is there someone you can stay with someone you can trust?" she asked, "Officer, my dad had us followed today, he knows the people I hang with, he has restricted me from most of my family since mum died, so no...nobody" I replied.
"Look officer it's not just me, he has attacked Peter before, he had hounded his family out of Sheffield, his dealings with Peter are far from over, believe me" I moaned out
"I do Mr Lake trust me, but we need more to go on" she replied.
"Ms Jacobs, do you have anywhere these two could stop until we have finished our enquiries" the officer asked Laura.
Laura opened her phone and made a couple of calls and then spoke to me. "Martin, Leo will take you and Peter and place you in a safe house and wait to see what the police come up with" she responded.
"Excuse me, but I will take Marty home with me, I will go home to Leeds and wait for a call from the both of you, it is not safe anywhere in this city for any of us, Billy Lake has eyes everywhere" responded Peter, and I had to agree with him.
"My car is outside my dorm, and I am sure he is having it watched by now" Peter added.
"We can have it towed, and brought to the compound" the officer replied. "You sure, that would be brilliant if you could do that" Peter replied.
The officer left the room and went to arrange just that. "Marty you would be safer in Leeds than here" Peter added.
A couple of hours later Peter's car was in the compound, we waited for a further couple of hours in case my dad had it followed.
"Okay you ready" Peter asked. "Yeah as ready as I will ever be" I replied. He kissed my cheek and we headed away from the station and on our way out of Sheffield.
We had only been on the road when we spotted the Ford escort following us again. "Fuck Peter" I yelled, "Yeah I see it" Peter replied. "Here phone that Officer, here is her card" Peter added. I took his mobile and called the number and she answered.
"That car is behind us, tell us what to do...please" I asked and begged.
"Turn around and head back to the station, tell me where you are I will have a marked car meet you and escort you in" she replied. I told her where about we were in relation to the station, we took the next exit and the car followed.
We turned into a side street and headed back to the motorway when a black transit van drove in front of us and the ford parked behind us, two masked men came out of the side door of the van, opened the passenger side door and dragged me out, and did the same to peter, we tried to fight bit the two from the car where helping them, a cloth of some sort was pushed over Peter's mouth and he went limp.
The same guy came and stuffed a cloth in my mouth and Zzzzzzzzzzzzzz.
I came to, I don't know where I was, and it was dark cold and smelled of mold. My eyes hurt a glimmer of light coming from a crack in a door. "Peter!" I called out, I heard an echo. I tried to stand but my hands and feet were bound together.
"HELLO" I yelled, and nothing. "Is anyone here" I yelled again, a rat ran over my feet, and soon another. "FUCK!!" I yelled I hated rats.
"PETER" I yelled out again, my eyes now becoming accustomed to the darkness, a little light in the room made out shapes. I tried to free myself but to no avail I struggled and cursed whoever had tied me up. "Dad I fucking hate you" I yelled to myself.
"IS ANYONE FUCKING HERE!!" I yelled out at the top of my lungs.
"SHUT THE FUCK UP...THE BOSS WILL SORT YOU OUT WHEN HE FUCKING GET'S HERE" a voice from outside of the door informed me.
"YEAH TELL DAD TO FUCKING HURRY UP" I yelled back. Knowing exactly who had done this, but where is Peter. How long had I been out?
Meanwhile at the city Hospital a mugging victim lay unconscious
An officer was talking to a Doctor about his condition.
"No Doctor, we are waiting on some identification. But some one didn't like him, he has had one hell of a beating, and the stab wound to his stomach was deep, the blood at the scene was horrific, whoever did this did not intend for him to live" the officer replied to an earlier question. "Probably a drug deal gone wrong" the officer added.
A couple of hours later...
The Doctor was again examining the patient.
"Doctor how is he, Detective Joan Littlewood C.I.D " she introduced herself. "He's in a coma" he replied. "Are we anywhere near to identifying him yet?" he asked. "Yes his name is Peter Ross, he came to see me two days ago with a friend, he is still missing" she informed the Doctor
Meanwhile back with Martin...
A light came on in the large storage room; Martin had been held there for two days, no food no water.
His eyes still hurt from the light what a large figure picked him up, cut off the binds around his ankles, he had received several bites around his body by rats and mice. The large man shoved him on some pallets that were piled against the wall. When a second man walked into the room.
"Hello Son, how toy been" his dad asked with sarcasm in his voice.
"Water" I asked. "And what may I ask makes you think you deserve to have water" my dad asked and walked over and slapped me hard knocking me back over.
"You little puff won't get the piss out of my fucking bladder" he spat out. "I fucking warned you didn't I, no fucking puff's in my family" he yelled out, punching me in the gut.
"Peter, what have you done to Peter"
"Haa Haaa Haaaa" my dad laughed out
"Oh he has been taken care of...trust me" I laughed out again, and concern for Peter grew deep in my gut.
"What does that mean" I demanded, and a punch to my gut came again. "I ask the fucking questions not little cock suckers like you" he yelled and punched me again. "But for your information he is dead, I stabbed the little cunt myself" he yelled into my ear.
"You killed him...but why...what did he do to you?" I began to cry out. "What the fuck did he do to me, three things and only one would have been enough for him to fucking die anyway" he started.
One, he lay his hands on me, second he turned you gay, and third I warned him all those years ago what would happen to him" he informed me.
I lay flat on my back sobbing, Peter had been murdered by my own father, his prejudices ran to deep for him to accept me, and he killed Peter to prove that "Peter I am so sorry" I said quietly to myself as I cried.
"And I am not going to kill you, despite the disgust I have for you, you look too much like your mother for me to do it, oh don't get me wrong you are going to fucking die, I told you if I ever found out you were gay I would kill you and that part will happen" he said out with a tinge of regret.
"But I will not be the one to do it, Leon here will do the honours when I am gone" dad said as he walked out of the room but turned to look at me. "You disappoint me boy!" and he walked away leaving me to the mercy of this very large gorilla.
To be continued...
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David