I Woke Up 256 by M.P. Arsent
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I knew that Dana must have informed the coach as to what I had in mind by that point. I made my way to the coaches office.
"What in the name of hell do you think you're doing?"
"Playing by Crookshanks rules."
"Well it will damn well cease as of right now. We're better than this Dennis."
"Can you be a bit more specific coach? There are a couple of things in the works at the moment."
"You will stop digging into the Crookshank team and their staff. What else don't I know about?"
"I've already finished that aspect of it coach."
"I don't want to know anything about it. Now what's the rest of it?"
I went on to explain that Dana and I had thought to ask our own team if there was anything in their pasts that these guys might have dug up to try and shake us at the meet.
"You're asking a damn lot of these guys Dennis."
"I know coach. But I know if they had learned I was gay just before that meet last year it would have got them thinking and not have their minds on the meet. I didn't want that happening here. If these turkeys are going to dredge up your past, what's to stop them from doing it to the team?"
"Not a damn thing I suppose. You can't force them to admit to anything Dennis."
"I know that coach and it wasn't my intention to try and force any of them into anything. Dana and I just thought we had better be prepared."
"I suppose I can understand that. Regardless, I want anything you found kept to yourself, understood?"
"I will keep what I know to myself,right up until the moment they drop whatever bomb they might have on us."
"Not good enough Dennis. I want your word of honor that you won't say a damn word no matter what any of the guys from Crookshank might have to say, otherwise you are not going to be at this meet."
Now I know it sounds damn concieted of me, but our chances were a hell of a lot better if I were in the meet, and going into the all state as the favorite had a certain phsycoliogical advantage to it, If we lost this meet, that wasn't going to happen.
"You have my word coach. I won't say a word to anyone on the team about anything I found."
"No, you won't say anything to anyone Dennis. I may not be a parent, but even I could drive a truck through that loophole."
"Not a word to anyone. I promise."
"Good. Now go stretch out and get to work."
I hit the floor and got to it. When I was finished for the day,Dana motioned for me to stay put.
I took a seat on the bleachers and watched the other guys and when they were done they all gathered round me.
"Ok Dennis, what was the coach so upset about?"
"Me going digging."
"And?"
"And I gave him my word that I wouldn't say a word to anyone about what I may or may not have found."
"And what did he have to say about the other?"
"That we weren't to try and force anyone to admit to anything, but that having been said, almost all of you know why I did what I did last year. Well I'm afraid we might be faced with the same situation this year. So if any of you have something in your past that might prove upsetting to us, it might well do to talk about it now or soon. Let us get our heads around it so it isn't screwing with us during the meet. This is strictly voluntary."
There were thoughtful looks all around but right now there weren't any revelations voiced.
"Ok you guys think about it between now and the next practice. Like Dennis said, if we know about it we can deal with it now rather than later. Hit the showers."
Dana and I stayed there for a few seconds.
"Think anything will come up?"
"I hope to hell not Dana, but if you think it will help I'll go first and layout everything I can."
"Let's wait and see what kind of a mood they're in on Tuesday."
"Ok."
I hit the pool for a few laps and then a quick dip in the whirlpool and showered up. I was on the way to my car when Jack from the team came up to me.
"Dennis,do you really think these Crookshank guys are going to try and screw with us?"
"Hey they're screwing with the coach to screw with us, what makes you think they won't try to do it to us as well?"
"Not a damn thing I suppose. Dennis....it's hard to make ends meet sometimes.....so....I do porn to pay the bills."
"Straight porn? Anything underage?"
"Straight porn and all consenting adults, of course I use a stage name when I do it."
"But payroll and deductions would link it back to your real name. Tax records are a hard nut to crack though, payroll should be as well. Up to you if you tell the other guys."
"I think I'd better just in case."
"Then Dana and I are waiting until Tuesday to poll the guys. That would be the time. They're liable to think it's cool."
"I don't know what the hell they'll think but they should be able to get their heads around it before the meet."
"I should think so. They got their heads around my being gay in short order, course it might get you some looks in the showers too."
"Or requests to help some of them break into the industry."
"Yeah I suppose that could happen too. I'll see you next practice Jack."
I gave Karl a call and checked the car over and then headed home. I did notice a car that seemed to follow me after I left campus, but when I turned to go onto the Castnazas street it went right on by.
"Ok lover, i know you got busy this morning so what did you find?"
"Sorry Karl, the coach has put me on a complete gag order. I can't talk about it to anyone. Guess he's afraid it will get back to the team and they will use anything I might have found."
"Might have found?"
"Not going there light of my life, so please don't push."
"Ok Den. Supper is ready in 5."
"By the way did you think of anything from before the accident?"
"I've thought about it and other than the drugs at high school, which we were found innocent of, I can't think of a thing and neither can dad. His memory is a lot better than mine."
"Well there's that at least."
We settled in for supper and after it was cleaned up it was the books for a couple of hours and then to bed, but hardly to sleep.
Friday morning and we were up and out as usual. Our laps were run and Karl and I were back to the apartment and showered and fed and off to classes.
Once again classes were uneventful and I was over to the student union for my lunch. Dana actually stopped by today.
"Dennis, anybody stop and talk to you yet?"
"Just one person and I'll let him speak, or not speak for himself on Tuesday."
"Fair enough. Can you give me any idea how bad it was?"
"Embarassing but legal."
"We can deal with that. See you Tuesday if not sooner."
I went on to my final class of the day and then headed back to the apartment, and that car was there again. It was starting to concern me. It being Friday night, and no all day practice tomorrow, I thought that we would eat out tonight.
Karl finally got home and once he got cleaned up a little we headed for Rons. That car was there again.
"We're being followed Karl."
"Yeah I noticed but hoped you didn't."
"Well we can be pretty sure it isn't Stimsons guys, who does that leave?"
"Hell if I know."
"I don't know who, but maybe why."
"Care to share?"
"That guy who thinks he is my father. What if he somehow got a hold of the lawyers client list or something and by a process of elimination came up with me as the most likely prospect as being his son? He wanted to run a DNA test and I refused. What if they are trying to find a way to get my DNA without my consent?"
"That's pretty far fetched Den."
"But not beyond the realm of possibility."
"I suppose not."
We pulled into Rons and went inside and got ourselves a booth. A few minutes later two guys came in who didn't really look like they fit in.
"Well, good to see you guys again. Special tonight is lasagna with a side salad."
"Sounds good to me Gladys, with a diet coke and vinigrette please."
"Might just as well make it two Gladys."
"Drinks and salads will be right out guys."
Cam and Paul came in at that point and I motioned them to join us.
"Hey guys what's going on?"
"I don't want you guys to think I'm crazy, but I think Karl and I are being followed. Further I think they might be trying to get my DNA without my consent."
"You want us to mess with them?"
"Nope I just want to confuse the issue as much as possible. Four sets of utensils and glasses are better than 2."
Gladys brought our salads and drink then and got Cams and Pauls order. Our order was up fairly quickly and Gladys brought it too us.
"Gladys, I've got a special request for you. Once we're done eating I want you to bus the table while we're still sitting here."
"Do I want to know why?"
"I've got a feeling that somebody is trying to get my DNA without my consent. I just want to see all of our stuff mingled with everybody elses or better yet go straight to the dishwasher."
"I can arrange that Dennis, but what the heck?"
"For some reason somebody is hot to prove they are my natural father."
"And you don't want to know?"
"I do but I'm concerned there's more to it than that after a few other things have happened, and I want to know just what that might be before I go and give them my DNA."
"With what I know of your past Dennis, I can't say as I blame you. All of your stuff goes straight to the dishwasher while you are still sitting here."
Ok, you long time readers know where this is going to go. They eventually will get the DNA. My question for all of you, is this guy Dennis' birth father? I'm not saying that majority rules here but I'd like your opinions. You've got 1 week to respond.
Thanks,
Mark