"So where are you taking me anyway?" John asked from the passenger's side.

Randy smiled "Somewhere we use to love going together. We use to go every time we were both free from work and family."

John smiled "It sounds really nice."

Family Ice Rink Center

Randy lead John to the ice. "Well here we are."

John looked around and chuckled. "I know you don't think that I'm going to get on that."

Randy smiled "Yes I do."

"But I don't know how to skate." John said looking over at Randy.

"We taught each other how too." Randy said looking at the ice. "At this very same place a few months ago. I remember it like it was yesterday. I kept falling and falling but you were always there to catch me just like I was there to catch you."

John looked down at his feet. "Were we happy?"

Randy smiled "We had our moments but yeah we were happy and I miss you." He cleared his throat "Well I'm going to get us some skates."

John nodded "Okay."

John watched as Randy skated back and forth on the ice then he looked at his feet. "I don't think I can do this Randy."

Randy skated over to him. "Come on it's not that hard."

John chuckled "It looks hard to me."

Randy smiled and held out his hand. "Here I'll help you."

John looked at Randy then at his hand. "Why does that seem familiar to me?"

Randy smiled "Because you did the same thing to me when we first did it. Ii was your birthday and I wanted to do something for you but you wouldn't do it unless I did it so I did it for you. We ended up having sex on the floor and man it was so cold."

John chuckled and reached out and took Randy's hand. They wobbled their way around the ice until John fell and pulled Randy down with him. Randy smiled down at John. "Are you okay?"

John looked into Randy's eyes. "Can I ask you something?"

Randy nodded leaning in closer to John. "Sure."

"Why other scars were you talking about?" John asked.

Randy stopped. "What?"

"The other day when you started to say something about other scares that stayed in my head. What were you talking about?"

Randy got off of John and sat across from him. "Can we just not talk about it?"

John sat up "Why not?"

"Because I saw what they did to you back in highschool and I can still see what they do to you." Randy sighed "That's why I don't like taking pictures because every time I see myself it reminds me of my father and what he did to me."

John looked down "What did he do?"

Randy closed his eyes. "He almost killed me back in high school. I barely made it out alive. I remember getting stabbed and cut across the stomach before everything went black but before it did the last thing I saw was you." He sighed "Come on, dinners on me."

Randy drove John back to his house. "I'm sorry about-"

"No that's okay I actually had a great time with you." John said smiling "I want to do it again if that's okay."

Randy smiled "Really."

John chuckled "Yeah, really." He looked down "Well I better go but I'll see you tomorrow."

Randy waved "Bye."

John's father wasn't home so he went up to his room and pulled the photo album back out. He flipped through the pages hoping to remember something else but nothing came to him. Until he got to the last page. Randy was younger and was standing in the photo with his shirt off. John saw the scars all over his body. Scars. Scars. Scars. John's eyes grew wide as the painful memories of high school flooded his mind. Randy's father covered in blood, Randy lying unconscious on the floor. Not breathing, almost dying, the wedding, the honeymoon, Matthew dying, Randy Randy Randy. He jumped off the bed and ran downstairs. He was about leave but he stopped when he saw the TV. On the TV was Bob Orton and he was released from prison for good behavior. As he watched the TV only one thing crossed his mind and that was Randy.

Randy was just about to call it a night when there was a knock at his door. Thinking it was John he ran and opened it. His smile faded when he saw his father's face. "Dad?"

Bob smiled "Hey son it's good to see you."

TBC...

A/N CRAZY CHAPTER I KNOW LOL THE NEXT ONE WILL BE UP SOON.