It was late at night and the Frightland amusement park was ready to close in ten minutes. Iggy was cleaning up the place and the only thing that made him smile a bit was the fact that soon he would go home up in the woods to rest.
When he finished, he got ready to go but a hand closed his mouth from behind and drugged him in a dark place to the back of the park. Iggy was trying to scream or at least be heard by anyone but this was impossible as the hand dragging him was closing his mouth really tight.
When the stranger reached the back of the park, he let Iggy see his face.
"What… what do you think you're doing?" Iggy asked the stranger, infuriated.
"I watch you since I came here with my niece. I saw you looking at me and smiling." The stranger said and continued after a while. "I know this is what you want too…"
He said and made to remove Iggy's clothes.
Iggy tried to escape but he couldn't. He tried to scream but no voice would come out of his mouth. The only thing he managed to do was say a slight 'no, don't…' before the stranger closed his mouth with a rug. Then he tied his hands and his legs and started to remove his working clothes. Iggy had freaked out but he couldn't help himself, no matter how tall and muscular he was… The other man was even bigger than him.
The stranger turned Iggy around and without any warning he pulled out his member and shoved it into Iggy's ass. Iggy screamed in pain and tears of agony trickled down his pale and dirty cheeks. During the penetration, the stranger spoke.
"As I told you, I came here with my little niece. Thank God, her mom came to take her home and I got the opportunity to get you! God, how I've missed doing it with someone so attractive like you, boy!"
Iggy kept crying in pain and in fear. This man was completely insane and he may even kill him when he was done. Iggy didn't have his axe that night. But he had his gun in the internal pocket of his uniform… which was removed and shoved down on the ground.
The stranger kept driving inside Iggy with great strength and for a moment Iggy thought he was torn apart. He could definitely feel blood trickling down his legs now. The burning sensation didn't leave his body, not even when the stranger started moaning and nearly screaming in pleasure. Only some weird sounds of pain and crying could escape from Iggy's mouth until the stranger finished inside him and pulled out with great force. Iggy fell to the ground bleeding badly from behind but the stranger didn't care. He untied him and pulled the rug out of his mouth. Iggy coughed and whimpered in pain.
The stranger bent down and smiled at Iggy, showing his white teeth. "In case you wonder, Max is my name. It was a pleasure… doing it with you, pretty boy. I hope I'll see you again some day!"
All this time Iggy was dizzy and hurting so much that the only thing he heard was the man's name. After this, everything was blurry. Max gave another big smile and made his way to leave the place like everything was normal. Iggy saw him leaving and then all went black around him.
After a quarter or half an hour, Mr. Hyde, the owner of the park, started to get worried that Iggy was so late and hadn't go home now that they were ready to close for the night. He went outside his office to look for him.
"Iggy? Where are you? Are you alright, man?" Mr. Hyde shouted, hoping to hear the other man or to be heard. No answer though.
Five minutes had passed when Mr. Hyde reached the back of the park. It was so dark he couldn't see anything clearly. He took out his flash and turned it on. A ray of light hit Iggy's body in front of Mr. Hyde and the latter gasped in shock. Iggy was unconscious; the blood which had escaped his ass earlier had dried now.
"Hell, man, what did you do?" Mr. Hyde whispered in shock as he got down to help the younger man. He put his clothes back on him, as best as he could and took him in his arms to help him. Mr. Hyde brought Iggy in his office and tried to wake him up but he didn't manage it. He should close the place so he locked and put Iggy in his van and drove him home up in the woods.
Iggy never locked his front door so it was easy for Mr. Hyde to open it and place Iggy on his bed. He made to leave but then he heard a moan coming from the other man. He turned around and looked at him. He was still bloody, pale and semi-fainted.
"Iggy?" Mr. Hyde said changing his mind and getting closer to the younger man.
Iggy slowly opened his eyes and looked at Mr. Hyde. When he pulled himself together, he was in a state of shock and couldn't talk; he was just making sounds.
"Iggy, what… Why are you like this?" Was all Mr. Hyde could ask.
Iggy just shook his head and whimpered. After giving it a second thought, Mr. Hyde decided on cleaning Iggy up a little and take care of his wounds. The bleeding had stopped about half an hour ago so this wasn't something Mr. Hyde had to worry about. Of course Mr. Hyde could not stay all night with Iggy. When he cleaned him up and took a little care of him, he moved towards the door. Then a fainted 'thank you' was heard leaving Iggy's lips, which caused Mr. Hyde to turn and smile at him.
"Are you going to be alright, Iggy?" Mr. Hyde asked him. Iggy just nodded and fell asleep and Mr. Hyde left the cabin and drove home.
Two months passed and Iggy seemed to not have completely forgotten the rape incident but he was surely better. Except… for one thing…
Iggy had been given a two-week break from his work at the amusement park to get better and forget as much as he could. But after a few weeks he started feeling sick. Mostly he would clean up the mess people made at the park after a quick ride, which was mostly vomit and stuff, but now he was the one to throw up every two minutes. Mr. Hyde was growing worried and one night after two months he went to Iggy in the middle of his work. Iggy had just thrown up again and was pale as the snow.
"Iggy? Can I have a word with you?" Mr. Hyde asked, frowning.
"Yeah… Is something wrong?" Iggy asked.
"You tell me, boy! This is happening for a month or two in a row! Are you alright?"
Iggy nodded and grabbed his mouth again. After a few moments he let it go and gulped. "I'm fine…" He replied. Mr. Hyde nodded and made to leave. Iggy looked at him leaving and after a minute of holding it in, he finally threw up… again.
He finished his work and got home. It was late at night and he still was not so good. He felt nauseous and hungry, all at the same time. He grabbed his forehead and moaned a little as he fainted and fell on his bed.
It was around 4 a.m. when Iggy woke up. He felt dizzy but after a while, he was alright and up to his feet to go and have something to eat. He took some scoops of ice-cream and a banana; he also prepared a hot dog and some cookies. He went to his bed and started eating them like he hadn't eaten in weeks. After finishing, he went to the bathroom to throw up twice and then he returned to his bed and went fast asleep.
At 8 a.m. a knocking on his wooden door woke him up. He growled and got up grabbing his forehead and holding his stomach.
"Who is it?" He asked.
"It's me, Iggy, open up!" Mr. Hyde's voice was heard from outside.
Iggy sighed and opened. Mr. Hyde was with another man around his forties. Iggy raised an eyebrow and let them in.
"First, let me introduce you to Dr. James Johnston." Mr. Hyde said. "Mr. Johnston, this is Iggy, my employee at the park down there."
Iggy shook hands with the doctor and raised an eyebrow again. "What are we supposed to…" Iggy was cut by a sudden sick feeling in his stomach and grabbed his mouth.
Mr. Hyde sowed this to the doctor and spoke. "See? This is how he is for the last two months or so… Getting sick, nauseous and all. That's why I called you. To check on him."
With that, Iggy's head was raised up and his eyes widened. "What do you mean 'check on me'? I'm fine! Better then ever!"
"Come here now, Iggy, come here." Mr. Hyde told him calmly, leading him to the bed and sitting him down slowly. "Sit on the bed and the examination will be over in ten minutes."
Iggy tried to protest but the doctor came closer and smiled down at him. "It's going to be okay, do not worry." He said as he was getting his medical tools ready.
Iggy was looking at them wide-eyed but after some moments he gave in and let out a breath slowly…
Mr. Hyde went outside and waited. About fifteen minutes passed when Dr. Johnston came outside alone. Mr. Hyde literally run to him.
"Well? How is he?" He asked the doctor worried.
Dr. Johnston fixed his glasses and sighed. "Um… I told him what this is all about… He is very shocked so… I advice you to not pressure him too much when you go inside to see him."
Mr. Hyde raised an eyebrow. "What do you mean?"
Dr. Johnston sighed again. "Did… Did anything like uh… a rape happen a couple of months ago or…?"
Mr. Hyde shrugged. "Wha… I don't… What are you talking about?"
"He's pregnant." The doctor said straight.
Mr. Hyde was left speechless, looking at the doctor and his mouth fell to the ground by the revelation.
"I told him and after a while he mentioned something about a man about two months ago who raped him while he was at the amusement park. Did you see anything or do you know anything concerning this fact?" Dr. Johnston asked.
Mr. Hyde shook his head negatively, still shaken from the shock. "God… No but… I remember a night nearly two months ago when I found him unconscious on the ground and I helped him home…"
"Didn't he mention anything about anything?"
"No… Nothing at all. He woke up and nearly after that he fell asleep so I let him rest. After a few weeks he started feeling nauseous and sick but I didn't think he could be… Oh my dear God! How did this happen?!"
Dr. Johnston shook his head and shrugged. "Honestly, I have no idea… But I'm one hundred per cent sure that there's a baby causing all this to him. It's pregnancy, Mr. Hyde." He frowned.
Inside the cabin, Iggy was laid down on his bed, looking up to the ceiling, lost in his thoughts. What had happened? What did this doctor say again? What was happening to him? He gasped and his eyes widen. He brought his hand on his stomach and he felt tears trickling down his pale and dirty cheeks.
"Why… Why is this happening to me?" He whispered sobbing and he covered his face with both his hands. "Why is this even happening?" He sobbed.
The doctor had left and Mr. Hyde got into the cabin. Iggy heard him coming in and gasped, revealing his wet face. He got up quickly and grabbed his forehead with a moan as he felt nauseous all of a sudden.
"Iggy?" Mr. Hyde asked. Iggy moaned and looked up at him. "You're dizzy? You shouldn't get up so quickly…" He continued. Iggy just nodded. Mr. Hyde sat next to him and grabbed his hand. "Why didn't you tell me anything after all these months, Iggy?"
Iggy looked at him. "What should I tell you?" He sobbed. "I didn't think it was anything. Aww…" He grabbed his stomach with one hand and his mouth with the other.
"Are you okay, Iggy?" Mr. Hyde asked but Iggy had already gotten up and run into the bathroom.
Mr. Hyde sighed deeply and waited for Iggy to come out. When he did, he was as white as the snow and looked like shit. He walked to the bed and laid down.
"I can uh… I can give you some months off of work." Mr. Hyde said calmly.
Iggy looked at him sharply. "What? And how am I supposed to get money? Am I going to give birth to it like I'm going to do with this?!" He yelled, crying.
"I shall give you the money you were going to earn from your work. But you aren't able to come down at the park like this. And later… Later on you're going to start showing… It's already weird."
"I got it… You don't want me down there anymore, right? Now that I'm knocked up…" Iggy said bitterly.
"No, it's not that!" Mr. Hyde yelled a little but calmed down when he saw Iggy tearing up some more. "Iggy, try to understand me as well, please. The only person I think of is you. And the baby in there… Don't get too tired."
Iggy had gotten up a bit and showed his hand to Mr. Hyde to make him stop. "Say no more. I got it. You know what? I quit!" He yelled the last sentence. He got up and opened the door for Mr. Hyde to leave. "You can go away from me now, Mr. Hyde." He said looking into space.
"No, Iggy, please. All I want is for you to be alright. Nothing more." Mr. Hyde said in a regretful way.
"Please, Mr. Hyde. I see how much you care about me… If you did you wouldn't do this to me." He said sharply.
Mr. Hyde had no other choice but to get up and slowly walk towards the door. If anything, he wanted to leave Iggy alone to rest and think. He passed through the wooden door and Iggy closed it, tearing up and sliding down on the floor and sobbing uncontrollably. Had anyone cursed him? He thought. What had he done to deserve such a fate? Not only the weirdest thing in the world had happened to him but he had just lost his job. Now he was really alone. Well… not really. It was him and the baby.
He opened his red, swollen eyes and looked down. He blinked and rested a hand on his belly. "You are the cause of all this…" He whispered bitterly as tears run down his dirty cheeks like rivers. "Why did you have to come now? Why did you even have to come into my life? If it wasn't for you I'd had my normal life…" He whispered again and his words came out muffled from his sobbing. He remained there, crying his eyes out for some good ten minutes before getting up and falling onto the bed, sobbing some more before crying himself to sleep.