A Deep Love
By
James
Disclaimer
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Chapter 11
Mario Luchiano and his associate Antonio Marelo sat parked outside the pizza place discussing business.
"So you know what we need to do right?" Mario said to Antonio.
"Yeah, I know what we need to do," Antonio said.
"Okay. You've said that before, but you've fucked up several times. So I'm going to ask you what it is. What do we need to do?"
"We need to have pizza first. We will be eating of course, but that's our cover. We're really waiting for Larry Marks to show with our money."
"Very good," Mario said. "What comes next?"
"He doesn't have it, then we fuck that bastard up."
"How?"
"We make him come with us. We take him to the interrogation office and we make him talk."
Antonio smiled at this. He was only 21, but he loved the more hands-on approach of getting information. This is where he and Mario got in conflict with one another. Mario did the knee-cap smashing and all other tortures only in regards to business and nothing more than that. He got no pleasure out of having to inflict pain to get what he and the crime family needed.
"You wipe that goddamn mother fucking smile off your face now," Mario ordered. "You like this shit, but it isn't play-time. It's just business as usual."
"Okay. Fine. I won't get excited."
"Yeah, that's what you said the last time. Now come on. I'm hungry.
Larry Marks walked along until he got to the pizza shop that Mario and Antonio told him to meet them at. He knew he had no money to give to them, but he knew he could make them understand. He'd just beet the shit out of both of them and call it a day.
Mario sat with an annoyed look on his face. It always got on his nerves to listen to Antonio stuff his face like he was a man who had never seen food before. He was about to say something, then he saw Larry walking towards their table. He saw that from the nervous look, that Larry didn't have their money.
"Evening Marks," Mario said cheerfully. "Come on, let's do business."
"Well, I'm not really feeling well," Larry said. "Maybe tomorrow."
"Now," Antonio said getting to his feet.
"Okay," Larry said getting more afraid.
After the pizza was paid for, the three men went out to Mario's car. They put Larry in the back and both Mario and Antonio got in the front area. Mario started up the car and put it in gear. They drove in silence for a couple of minutes then Mario began to speak.
"We're going to go to a more secure place. With these fucking feds around, I don't want to take any chances."
"Okay," Larry said.
He knew that these guys were planning something, but they wouldn't get away with it, not at all if he had anything to do with it. Just a few minutes later, they pulled up to the abandoned wear house that they called the Interrogation Office, the euphemism for the Torture Room. Mario and Antonio got out and they opened Larry's back door. They motioned for him to come out of the car. Reluctantly, he did.
"We're going to do business in this office," Antonio said. "We'll make this quick as we can. Or as long as we want."
"Shut up Antonio," Mario warned.
The three men went in to the building and walked in to the room that was at the end of the hallway. Mario pushed Larry in to the room and he then had Antonio close and lock the door.
"Um, guys," Larry said. He then was stopped as he felt a white-hot pain in his left leg. Ouch!" he screamed. "What was that!" Larry looked down to see that he had just sustained a compound fracture to his left leg. "My leg! It's broken! How'''."
He stopped talking as Mario came forward.
"Aww," Mario said faking concern. "Did we break our leg? Let me see."
He grabbed Larry's leg as if to examine it then brought a large bat down on it hard.
"Arrrrg!" Larry screamed in pain.
"Where's our fucking money you fucking cock sucker!" Mario yelled at Larry.
"I'''I'''I wasn't able to get it!"
Larry was sobbing by this time and he felt like he was going to pass out. Antonio saw this and took an iron rod from behind his back. He heated it against the tip of a lighter then he stepped forward. He took hold of Larry's hand and got to where he only had Larry's index finger in his hand. He stuck the hot fiery tip of the rod to his finger and Larry screamed in complete pain.
"Don't you pass out on me you fucking cunt licker. You think this is bad you sick fuck, then you wait until we start getting answers out of you. We know you'll offer up resistance and we're going to deal with that and when we do, you'll think this is just a fucking shot at the fucking doctor's office."
Antonio took the rod from Larry's finger and tossed it aside. He then got down to Larry's right leg. He then took hold of it and twisted his knee out of place.
"Now!" Antonio yelled in to Larry's face. "Where's our fucking money! Where is it you fucking pussy licker!"
"I'''I'''I'm S'''s'''sorry," Larry sobbed. "I'''I'''I'll get it back to you tomorrow."
"Ahuh, sure you will," Mario said sarcastically. He then took the bad and smashed it down on Larry's left arm. "How'd that feel you lying fuck! I hope that hurt like Hell you son of a bitch! You get our fucking money, and maybe we won't finish your fucking ass off you fucking piece of shit!"
"Thought bible-reading fucks like you weren't supposed to gamble," Antonio said smiling. "You know, I'm glad you didn't get the money today. I've been wanting to beat the shit out of your fucking ass since the first fucking time I laid my fucking eyes on you."
"We're going to let you go, but you better get our money," Mario said. "You don't get it, I'll slice off your balls myself. Then you won't have to worry about satisfying the urge ever again."
"I'''I'''I'll get your money," Larry said still sobbing. "I promise I'll get it."
"You better," Mario said. "Antonio, get him back in the car. You slip in any torture that I didn't authorize, you'll join this prick in the fucking drink. You fucking got that?"
"Yeah," Antonio said. "I got it loud and'''."
"Just get this cock sucker to the car now!" Mario yelled. He had had enough of Antonio's comparisons.
Larry lay in the hospital bed waiting for the doctor to finish with giving him the post-operative instructions. They had to put Larry to sleep to fix the compound fracture to his left leg. A compound fracture is where the bone pokes straight through the skin literally being exposed. His surgery was finished and against medical advice, Larry insisted on going home. Once home, he formulated a plan. It was now late October and he still had dark feelings of hatred for Josh Andrews and Michael Williams. He now had the perfect plan. To fix his dark rage, he'd make the two boys pay. He wouldn't kill both of them, he'd fix it so that their relationship would crumble. He'd fix Michael so that he'd lose his brothers, his world as he knew it, and most of all, he'd lose Josh. Larry got the phone and he called his girlfriend. He told her to drive him to the woods and she agreed. He then hung up and waited for her.
I felt as happy as I sat next to Josh outside on the balcony of the house. We had just finished making love again and this time, Josh let me go inside of him. He felt so tight and so warm and moist on my cock. I remember feeling like I'd pass out at any moment as I climaxed harder than I ever thought I could. I then sat and worked up the courage to ask Josh the question I wanted to ask him. We agreed our rings we gave each other in September were rings that showed our loyalty only to each other, but I wanted to take it a step further. I finally got up the courage and stood up. I got in front of Josh and got on one knee. I then took from my pocket a ring that had a small diamond in its center.
"I have to ask you something Josh," I began. I knew he couldn't see the ring and I was counting on that.
"What is it baby?" he asked smiling.
"Well, I'm really nervous right now, but, well," I stopped for a moment, then found the courage to go on. "Josh, I don't want anyone else but you. I don't want to share any of myself with anyone unless it's you. I mean myself as in both physically and emotionally. Josh, will you marry me?"
Josh began crying and he moved down to hug me, but I stood so he didn't have to kneel down.
"Yes Michael," he said sobbing hard. "I will marry you. You've made me so happy all of the time, but especially today."
I then took his left hand and turned it to where the palm was turned upward.
I then placed the ring in his hand.
"Oh my god Michael," Josh said smiling widely. "Where did you find time to buy that?"
"Thursday of this week. When I bought dinner for everyone, I went in to the store where I got your other ring and I got this one too. Donny was happy to help. Oh and before you ask, my mom paid for this, and none of this stuff about how she shouldn't have," I said beginning to laugh. My mom loves you more than anything and she wants us to be happy."
"Well Michael," Josh said. "I have something for you too."
"Okay, but first, may I put your ring on?"
"Of course."
I took the ring from his hand and took his left hand in my own. I took hold of his ring finger and gently placed the ring on it. He smiled as tears of joy ran down his face. He then threw his arms around me and kissed me passionately. We then broke the kiss and he reached in his shorts pocket. He then came up with a ring that was about the same.
"Will you marry me Michael?" he asked smiling.
"Yes," I said happily. "Where did'''."
"I got this done Wednesday of this week," he said. I went and got it done while I was at home. When I told you I had extra studying to do because I didn't understand some of the science stuff we were doing, well, I was actually getting this for you."
I then started crying tears of joy as well. I let Josh place the ring on my ring finger of my left hand as I had just finished doing with him.
"Now we just tell our brothers and parents," I said.
"I'm sure it'll go good," Josh said.
"I think so too."
As October dragged on, the weather was getting colder and for a while in my own life, I never believed much in having ESP or anything like that, but that was about to change. The last week of October was one where I felt more anxiety than I had ever felt before. I felt like something bad was about to happen. My brothers and Josh felt it too and we didn't know what to make of it. On Thursday of that week, I lay down to sleep not knowing that my world as I knew it was about to be turned completely up-side down.
- Larry Marks sat in the log cabin that he had his girlfriend drive him to. He had been staying there since the middle of October and from this cabin, he could spi on Michael's house. He watched his and his brothers' comings and goings. It was now Friday of the last week of October and he had his plan in full swing. He watched Michael walking out of his house and all that evening, he didn't see any of the other fags come out of the house. This was perfect. He got up and went out of the cabin. It was time. He walked through the woods and then he was nearing the opening to Michael's driveway. He saw Michael with his back turned to him. Michael stood looking at the front of the house and he never saw Larry coming up behind him. Larry grabbed him and pulled his head back by his hair. He put a large hunting knife to Michael's throat and pressed down slightly.
"Move or scream, you die," Larry said in a low voice.
"I don't und'''," Michael began.
"Shut up," Larry said. "You're coming with me and if you resist, I'll cut your fucking throat."
Michael allowed Larry to drag him off. He hoped that he wouldn't hurt him whatever he did to him.
I couldn't even believe it. I could feel the cold mettle of the knife as it pressed threateningly in to my throat. Larry kept a tight hold on me as he carried me to the woods. After a few more minutes, I saw that we were coming closer to a cabin. We entered the cabin and Larry put me on a chair.
"Don't even move you faggot!" he yelled.
I was terrified at this point and wondered if my brothers had been looking for me yet. They were all sick that day with the flu and didn't go to school.
"What are you going to do to me Larry?" I asked as calmly as I could.
He came closer to me and bent down in front of me. He held the knife pointing it between my legs.
"What I'm going to do to you," he began. "Is to cause you more pain and suffering than you ever knew existed you fucking faggot."
He then grabbed me and used the knife to cut off my clothes with. He then knocked me to the floor and turned me on my back.
"You're going to really enjoy this you fucking bastard!"
He then beat me mersously then turned me on to my stomach. I then felt extremely hot and burning pain in my rectum. I knew right then that he was in me, or either had the knife in me.
"That's only my cock," Larry said as if reading my thoughts. "I can put my knife in you if that's what you want."
"No!" I yelled in absolute fear.
He then began to thrust in and out of me and the pain was worse than anything I ever could have imagined and I was screaming with every bit of pain I felt. I also had David's face flashing through my mind. I understood now. I could almost see his face as his father violated him for the first time. The complete terror and helplessness he must have felt. I felt Larry getting more and more violent with his thrusts and I felt wetness as he continued.
"Oh god," I thought. "I'm bleeding. He's torn me down there!"
I then heard him grunting as he came, but I couldn't feel any of it shut in to me.
"Oh," I thought somewhat relieved. "He's used a condom. I don't need the extra worry of STDs."
After a couple of more minutes, he pulled roughly out of me and rolled me on to my back.
"I'm going to release you now," Larry said. "Lets see now how happy you and that fag of yours are now."
He motioned for me to stand and when I did, I was on him wrestling him to the floor and violently beating him. He was able to get me in my balls, but that didn't stop me. I then got the knife from him and plunged it in to his shoulder. I tried to get it out, but couldn't. I just got off of him and got dressed again.
"You move," I said breathing heavily now. "I'll stranggel you, you fucking bastard!"
I got my shoes back on and ran out of the cabin. I was bleeding and I felt the warm blood running down my legs. I didn't think about that though. I only thought about getting back in to the safety of my home and back to the safe arms of my brothers. I also thought about Josh. How would he handle this? Would he still want me?
I slammed opened the front door of the house and ran inside. I slammed the door shut again then locked all three locks we had on the door. I then ran to David's room. I banged on the door and I heard him walking slowly towards it.
"David!" I screamed. "Help me!"
David opened the door and he looked like he had just gotten up from sleeping. He went to hug me and I fell in to his arms. I then realized that I almost knocked him down.
"Come on," he said. "Let's lay down on my bed. Tell me what happened."
He helped me down on his bed and he got me on it full-length. He then stopped and looked between my legs where part of the bed was still exposed.
"Michael!" he said getting scared. "Oh my god, you're bleeding!"
I told him everything that happened and by this time, he was crying along with me. He held me close to him, about as close as he could for as small as he was and as big as I was.
"I understand it now," I said. "When Larry was raping me, I kept remembering the look in your eyes when I had grabbed your wrist in the bathroom when I first met you. I'm scared. What if Josh never wants me again, and, oh god! What if our mom doesn't understand!"
I was sobbing out of control by this time and I felt more scared than ever.
"Michael," David began softly. "Our mom loves you as she does all of us and she'll understand that it wasn't your fault. As for Josh, he'll never leave you. I know that for sure."
Cold rain beet down on the roof of the hospital. Josh sat in Jenifer's arms sobbing. She had told him about what happened to Michael. She had returned home from work and found Michael crying in David's arms. They both told her what happened and she called the hospital and then the police. She then went to get Josh who was home sick with the flu as well. It was now late at night as Jenifer and Josh sat in the waiting room waiting for the doctors to finish up with Michael. Just then, they both heard footsteps coming towards them.
"Mrs. Williams," Dr. Sems said.
Jennifer released Josh and stood up. Josh did the same.
"Jenn, he'll'''," Dr. Sems began.
"He'll be here too Sems," Jennifer said coldly in regards to him wanting Josh to leave the room. "He's Michael's future husband and he'll be involved in his care too. I'm aware of your homophobic outlook you son of a bitch and if I find out that Michael's care is half-assed because your fucking bible dictates to you that it should be, then I'll make you sorry you ever asked me to work for you."
"Look," Sems began. "Seeing your son tonight, looking at the fear and pain in his eyes. Well, I feel like I've had some sort of awakening. I've not liked gays in the past, but I never would nor have I wished for anything like this to happen. And now, I don't know if I can even go back to my church the day after tomorrow. Maybe you can let me in to the drug cart to get something to put the reverend of our church out of his Misery."
They all three laughed then they got serious again.
"How bad is it Dr. Sems?" Josh asked. "What happened exactly.
"Well, Michael was penetrated very traumatically and some tearing did occur, but we found no semen. We also did microscopic examinations and found residue that showed that a condom was used. We still did an STD and HIV panel as well just to be safe. We're sure Michael's clean. I don't want to get personal though, but I need to ask just to be sure. Are you and Michael sexually active?"
"Yes,"" Josh answered with no hesitation.
"Okay. Well just lay off of any sex for a while, mainly anal sex until Michael's rectum can heal."
"Okay," Josh said in agreement then he, Jennifer, and Dr. Sems went back to Michael's room.
I lay there in the bed feeling more tired than ever before. I never felt as afraid as in that moment right then. The questions from before kept coming back to the surface and it was scaring me. I worried especially about if Josh would still want me, and how my mom would feel about my attack.
I then saw the door to my room opening and I first saw my mom enter. I then saw Josh and they both looked afraid. They also had sadness within their eyes and I wondered who the sadness was for, for what I had been through, or for the fact that in their minds I was now damaged goods.
My mom came over to me and held me tightly. I began crying and I cried harder than I can remember. She continued to hold me and for some reason, I knew everything would be alright.
"Oh Michael," she said as she cried with me. "I was so scared for you. I was so afraid that that bastard had killed you."
"I'm s'''s'''sorry," I said in between sobs. I never should have gone out to try to get the mail."
"It's not your fault," My mom said. "There's nothing you could have done to have prevented this. I don't want you to blame yourself."
"I'll keep that in mind," I said.
Josh then came over to me and he was crying hard as he held me tightly. He stroked my hair gently and I felt like I was home again. It felt warm and familiar. He held me close and cried a little more then he stopped. He then turned his head to the left and I saw that he was looking at my mom. She smiled at both of us and exited the room. Josh then turned his eyes back to look at me.
"We've been through a lot together haven't we Michael." He said softly. "We've become good friends, confessed our love to each other, consummated that love in the most beautiful ways, added to our lives four wonderful brothers, and made one another's lives happier than anything. As I sit here with you, I feel so helpless and scared. I'm scared that maybe you'll try to shut me out, and I'm scared of what you'll have to go through in the next few months with all of this. Your mom is right. What happened wasn't your fault and it isn't your fault at all. My love for you hasn't changed one bit and it's stronger than ever before. You're still my soul mate and I still hope to have our Commitment Ceremony this coming month."
"You mean, you still want me?" I asked.
"Of course I still want you. I can't live without you and I can never picture my life without you. Knowing that you have that sweet smile when I wake up and you're watching me makes me feel warm and good inside. Just doing benign things with you, stuff like seeing a movie, having dinner, doing homework we never want to do, or just sitting in the park beside one another is stuff I don't want to do with anyone but you Michael. I'll love you till the end of time."
I was crying harder and I held Josh tightly.
"You're important to me Josh," I said through my tears. "Without you in my life, I don't know how I could go on. I can't put in to words how much I love you as my best friend and as my boyfriend."
"I feel the same way Michael," he said and kissed me gently on the lips. I just want you to remember one thing, and that is like the song Please Be Mine says: "I will be right there for you, till the end of time." just remember that Michael. I'm not going anyware and I will never abandon you not ever."
"And I'll never abandon you," I replied.
I then scooted over so Josh could slide in beside me and we took one another in our arms and fell asleep. I finally had my bright spot in a night of terror.
Author Note
You probably never expected that to happen to Michael. Well, it did and his rape will be leading up to a larger portion of this story.
I'll have this chapter out in a few minutes. I'm serious about that. I have some free time right now so I figured I'd post this now.
The line that was quoted by Josh is from the song Please Be Mine by The Jonas Brothers and is from their first album It's About Time from 2006.
Take care and I'll see you in Chapter 12.