Randy woke up slowly and groggily with cold sweats from the nightmare he had been having and a ringing in his ears. He was slowly coming around to realizing where he was when the scent of breakfast being made and something faint that he had just begun to recognize. He smiled as he looked towards the kitchen wondering why there was still ringing in his ear. He suddenly realized it was his phone and without thinking he answered it, "Finally, Randy," his mom said. "Hi, mom. Sorry, I've been a little busy, so how are you?" asked Randy. "I'm fine, but we wanted to come and see you boys in a couple weeks. Can you make time?" his mom asked. "Sure mom. Are John's parents coming too?" "Yes, they want to see you two also," she explained. They talked for a couple of minutes longer and then hung up with each other.
Glen walked into the room to see if Randy was awake when his phone rang again. Randy thinking it was his mom forgetting to tell him something, "Hi, again," he started to say when a cold voice exclaimed, "Oh Randy, Randy, Randy. Did you forget to check the phone id? I know you're hiding, you can't keep hiding forever." Randy started stuttering into the phone but the other had already hung up. He whipped the phone at the wall, but Glen, who had seen Randy's face and had started towards him, caught it before it hit. He went to Randy and sat down, rubbing the other man's back trying to get him to calm down. "It's ok, Ran. He can't hurt you here, I'm here," he told Randy hoping his words were calming him down.
That's when John and Mark came down and when John saw the condition Randy was in he went right to him. "What happened?" he asked. Glen just pointed to the phone next to him as Randy tried to stop the shaking. John was looking through Randy's phone when he came to the Private No. call, "Shit," he said. Mark had been looking over John's shoulder and now spoke, "Glen and I can both guess what's been going on, but I think you boys should tell us. Like when did it start? Who you two believe it is and how the hell does he get your house phone and cell phone number?" John flopped on the other couch and Mark sat next to him. Randy and John took turns telling the two men all they knew. When they were done telling them everything, Mark and Glen looked ready to hunt Dave down themselves and kill him. All of the sudden Glen practically ran to the kitchen, the other three trailing after him. He turned from stove and said sadly, "Breakfast is ruined." The three other men burst out laughing and Mark patted his brother on the back saying, "Come on we'll go out to eat."
A week and a half later
Randy had gotten his cast off about a week ago and had been working since. He loved his job and it got him out of the house. He had started to go stir crazy sitting around everyday doing nothing or trying to find something to do. It was Saturday and the day of the support meeting. He had about an hour to get home, take a shower and get to the meeting. He pulled into the drive behind John, figuring they would just take the hummer that night. As he got out of the car he thought he heard a noise but, then thought it could be thunder since it looked like a storm was coming in. He ran in the house and got ready. When John and Randy were ready and got to Randy's car, the back tires had been slashed. "Fuck," Randy said through the rain, "Sorry John." "No, problem Ran. We'll have your man come and get us," he said as he dialed Mark's number. "Hey babe, can you have Glen pick me and Randy up? Yeah, well he's parked behind me and his tires are slashed. I don't know; just tell him to hurry because we're getting wet." A few minutes later Glen pulled into the driveway, "Come on guys, get in," he said as he got out and checked Randy's tire. He got back in and drove off heading back to his house with John and Randy.
They got there and Nancy came up to them with a couple of towels to dry off with. "Here you go guys. Randy hurry up and dry off. It's your turn today," she said. Randy looked at her like he wanted her to disappear, it was his turn to tell his story tonight and he was nervous as hell. They got into the room the meeting was held in and found places to sit down. They had their greeting and talked a little bit, and then it was time for the survivors of abuse to tell their stories. Nancy looked at Randy and reached over and squeezed his hand, "You ready?" she asked. Randy gave a nervous nod and started his story. "I met Dave about four years ago and started dating him. Everything was going good until he got a job transfer to New York. That's when things went wrong," he told the group. He went on to explain all the events that led up to the abuse. He told them everything that happened since the first act of abuse through the last time, including the types of abuse, the mental, physical and sexual. As he finished his story, he felt drained, mentally and physically. "Thank you for telling us your story, Randy," Mark, who was group leader that week said, "We hope this helps you get passed your ordeal and that you continue to come to the meetings as long as you feel necessary. This part of the meeting is over now, so go mingle." Randy looked around and noticed that Mark, John and Glen had all gotten pulled into conversations, so he decided to get a glass of juice.
Randy went over to the refreshment table and grabbed a cup of juice when Nancy walked up to him. "Hey Randy," she said putting a hand on his shoulder and for once he didn't flinch or feel afraid. Randy smiled at her and said, "Hi, Nancy. How are you doing?" "I'm ok. How are you doing?"she asked him. "Fine, surprisingly. I was nervous as hell speaking in front of everyone about it, but surprisingly I feel as if I'm free," he explained. Nancy laughed, "I think everyone feels like that and in a way it does set you free. Sometimes just telling your story or situation to someone or a group and for them to just listen is a blessing. Sometimes you don't want advice or someone to feel pity or sorry for you, just someone to listen." Suddenly he had an impulsive want of giving her a hug, so he did and said, "Thank you Nancy."
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