Chapter 6
Charlie and I ran through a dense forest we had come upon a couple hours ago on the outskirts of the city. It was painful to be honest, because even though I was able to dodge the majority of the low branches, a couple were still able to scratch my face and arms, causing small trickles of blood to flow done my skin. I really wanted to stop and rest, but I knew we couldn’t stop now, they were looking for us, and there was no way I would let them take Charlie away from me again, I thought to myself as I gave his hand a gentle squeeze.
“Eric, let’s stop, I’m tired” pleaded Charlie with exhaustion.
“We can’t Charlie, I’m sorry, but I only need you to run a bit more, ok” I replied as I jumped over a fairly large branch on the ground.
But as soon as my foot touched the ground, I was dragged down to the ground, landing with a thud that sent painful shivers through my body.
I sat up quickly and looked back, Charlie was laying on the ground, but what worried me was the fact that he had loosened his grip on my hand, and was no longer moving.
I crawled over next to him and turned him over.
“Charlie, Charlie…wake up…please wake up…!” I screamed desperately as I tried to check his vital signs quickly.
Everything seemed to be ok, except for the fact that his skin was getting pale and cold, and then, as I was passing my hand over his shirt, I noticed that it was covered in fresh blood.
I ripped open his shirt, and noticed the wound on the left side of his chest. I couldn’t believe he had been bleeding out all this time, and without saying a single word about his injury.
I placed my arms under his body and lifted him up, I wasn’t going to let the person I loved die in front of me this way.
30 minutes later…
I was beyond exhausted, my could feel how by knees were starting buckle, and my arms were starting to give away, but I was just a couple steps away from a small house next to a crystal blue lake.
Once I reached the door, I kicked at it 3 times, and before anyone could come to the door I fell to my knees, and eventually fell back, with Charlie still in my arms.
“Oh my god, are you two ok?” asked a woman worried after she had opened the door.
“Please…take him to a hospital” I pleaded before falling unconscious.
As I opened my eyes and adjusted to the lighting of the room I was in, I noticed there was a small boy staring at me from across the room. He was probably about 10 years old, his dark blonde hair was combed back, and his honey colored eyes were fixated on him.
“Are you feeling better?” asked the boy shyly.
“Yes” I answered. “But how his my friend?” I asked as I sat up.
“He’s ok, my mom took him to the hospital” answered the boy.
“I’m Eric, what’s your name?” I asked the boy in order to somewhat break the awkward tension in the room.
“My name’s Chris” answered the boy.
“Hey, there’s no need to by shy ok, how about we play a board game or something?” I asked as I stood up.
“Sure!” said the boy with a large smile. “We can play snakes and ladders, just follow me” said the boy as he stormed out the room.
I smiled, it was fun seeing how energetic kids could be. I walked out the room, and as I went down the hall in the direction the boy had gone.
There were many pictures on the walls, most of them were of a young man, who I could only suppose was the boy’s brother.
Suddenly, I heard a familiar voice that caused me to stop walking even further. I slowly approached the wall and tried to listen to what was going on, I needed to be sure about what I had heard.
“So, who are you going to play with?” asked a man.
I wasn’t completely sure, but it definitely sounded like Mr. Beckett’s voice.
“With a boy that arrived not long ago, he said his name was Eric” answered the boy.
“Ohhh really, where did you say he was?” asked the man.
Now I was definitely sure about it, it was Mr.Beckett. I tried to run back, but he came out of the room I was eavesdropping on.
“Well, well, well. If it isn’t Eric, the ungrateful brat who backstabbed me” said Mr.Beckett in an angered tone as he approached me.
I was completely paralyzed in fear. I wanted to move, but my body wasn’t responding. Eventually he got to me, we were face to face, and I could feel his breath on my face.
“You’re going to wish you never did what you did boy” said Mr. Beckett as he grabbed me by the neck.
“Daddy, are we still going to play?” asked the young from behind Mr. Beckett.
“Go play outside for a while, I need to have a word with your friend” answered Mr. Beckett.
The boy nodded and ran out the house.
“Now then, what should I do with you?” asked Mr. Beckett in a sinister tone as he punched me in the gut with his free hand.
I wrapped my arms around my gut and clenched my teeth in pain.
“Amazing. Even in pain you’re attractive” said Mr. Beckett as he slammed me against the wall and placed his face next to my ear.
“I’ve never told this to anyone, but I like my sex rough” said Mr. Beckett in a lustful tone as he cupped my groin and squeezed it.
I bit my lip in pain as I tried to push him away, but it was useless, he was physically larger and stronger than me.
“Let’s have some fun” said Mr. Beckett before slapping me with his forearm.
I fell to the ground with a thud, but didn’t even notice I was on the ground, my head was spinning and my vision was blurry. I could barely even think straight, and as I tried to get back on my feet, Mr. Beckett grabbed me by my shirt collar and dragged me into what seemed to be his bedroom.
Before I could even say a word, Mr. Beckett kicked me on the head, sending back to the ground. But this time it was even more painful.
I was halfway towards unconsciousness when he lifted me up and threw me onto the bed.
“Let’s get started” said Mr. Beckett as he tore my clothes off.
He turned me over, placing me face first on the bed.
“For starters, I like my meat…tender” said Mr. Beckett as I heard him taking off his belt.
I wanted to move, but my body still wouldn’t respond, and even if I could, I was way too sore to anything anyway.
In just a matter of seconds, I felt the hard leather belt hit my ass. My body shook in pain as I let out a painful grunt.
“How unsatisfying, you don’t seem to enjoy it all too much, but I assure you, in no time at all you’ll be pleading me for more” said Mr. Beckett as he lashed me with his belt once again.
I dug my face into my arm, biting at my flesh with all my strength as I tried not to scream, but it was useless, the more I resisted, the harder he hit me. By now I could feel how the leather was digging in to my skin, tearing it open, and slowly bleeding out.
“Please…I’m begging you…stop…” I cried as I scratched at the bed sheets.
“Finally, what a lovely display of desperation and fear” said Mr. Beckett as he threw the belt on the bed next to me and pulled me towards the edge of the bed.
I felt pathetic, just lying there, weeping in pain as he took of his pants and fondled my ass.
“Now to test just how good of a job I did” said Mr. Beckett as he spread open my ass and placed the tip of his cock on my asshole.
“Don’t do it, please…I’ll do anything…” I pleaded in fear.
“This is all I need you to do boy” said Mr. Beckett before ramming his cock into my ass.
I screamed in pain as he began to thrust his large cock in and out of me.
“The more you scream, the more it’s going to hurt” said Mr. Beckett as he increased his speed.
I clawed and bit into the bed sheets, preventing myself from screaming at the top of my lungs, as I had to forcibly endure the pain of his large cock tearing my ass apart.
Suddenly, I heard him reach out for his belt, and fear began to consume every last bit of hope that remained within me.
“This is getting a bit dull, so I’ll have to find other ways to entertaining myself” said Mr. Beckett before lashing his belt onto my back.
This time, I could no longer hold back my pain as I cried and screamed in pain.
“That’s more like it” said Mr. Beckett in a pleased tone as he kept on lashing his belt into my back.
After a couple of minutes of screaming and crying in pain, I fell unconscious.
Last Kiss
I slowly opened my eyes, I was still in his room, just that now, I was tied by hands to a large metallic ring on the ceiling.
I looked down at my body, my legs and chest were covered in blood, as was the floor, I didn’t even want to imagine how he had left my body. I hadn’t really noticed, but there were red and blue flashing lights outside the house, which could only mean that the police had arrived. I tried screaming, but I could barely even mutter the words “help me”.
In a matter of seconds, the door came crashing down and swarm of police officers came in, as well as Brent who quickly ran towards me.
“Get him down from there” ordered Brent.
The police officers did as he ordered and got me untied, before I could fall to the ground, Brent caught me in his arms, and before I could even realize, I was crying.
“It’s going to be ok, it’s all over now, you’re safe” said Brent as he held me close to his chest. “But for now, we need to take you to the hospital, you look terrible”
“Brent, do you know how Charlie’s doing?” I asked in a weak tone.
“No, but as soon as we get you taken care of, I’ll make sure to personally check on him” said Brent with a reassuring smile.
“Thank you” I said before falling asleep in his arms.
I woke up a couple hours later in well-lit hospital room, and as I looked around the room, I noticed that Charlie was sitting on my bed next to me.
“Good morning sleepy head” said Charlie with a smile as he placed one my hands between his.
“Good morning” I said with a smile.
Charlie slowly leaned into me, stopping at just a couple centimeters from my lips.
“Let this be our last kiss, one you’ll remember in eternal bliss. Though our worlds may drift apart, I shall always remain your heart…” said Charlie before kissing me.
I kissed him back, but when I tried to place my arms around him, there wasn’t anyone there. I looked around, and noticed his bed was empty. I looked around the room, but he was nowhere to be seen. Instead, Brent was standing in the doorway, with a saddened look on his face.
“Eric…I’m sorry, but…Charlie…” was saying Brent before I cut him off.
“No…it can’t be…it’s all my fault…if I hadn’t pushed him so much, he might still be alive” I cried as I grinded my teeth together.
“It’s not your fault, he was hurt badly, there was nothing you can do” said Brent as he walked towards me and hugged me.
I no longer said a word, I only wanted to cry myself to sleep, that way, he would still be alive in my dreams, but it didn’t work that way…
Epilogue
I guess I never truly recovered from what happened in The Corporation, or from what I lived with Charlie, but at least I had found peace. Probably it’s not the peace many people would consider as peace, but it was the only thing that allowed me to sleep at night.
I had become a federal agent, specializing in the pursuit of other companies and organizations like The Corporation, so that no other person would ever have to go through what I had to experience.
As for Brent, he eventually decided to settle down with Jack, meanwhile Mr. Beckett was sentenced to a life time in prison for numerous crimes.
Finally, there’s me, I haven’t really seen anyone since Charlie’s death. Probably out of fear of losing someone dear to me again, or maybe, it’s because that innocent boy I met in the pool a while back stole my heart and never gave it back…