Chapter 6- More about Baz and Matt.

Baz sat down heavily in his chair, and put his head in his hands.

'Why? Why do I keep letting him go back to him? Why? Why?' Baz was, of course referring to Lucas. 'I know what he does to Lucas, so why?' Baz gently cried to himself.

'Because you need more proof,' the little voice in the back of his head said.

Just then the door slammed shut, and Matt bounded into the room. Baz quickly stood up and wiped away his tears.

"Hey Baz, what's wrong? Why are you crying?" Matt asked

"No, I'm not." Baz replied defensively.

"Yes you are, I can see the tears on your face." Baz quickly turned away and wiped them dry.

Matt walked round to the front of Baz and put his arms round his waist, Baz just hugged him back, gently rocking them both backwards and forwards.

"I miss him, too." Matt whispered.

"I went to visit his father today and I saw him. He looked pleased to see me, that's for sure and he said that misses us both." Baz remembered.

"You saw Lucas? How is he?" Matt looked excited.

"He's fine," Baz smiled. "Come on, it's bed time."

"Oh do I have to?" Matt wined.

"Yes, you do. Now hurry up, I'm going to bed in a minute as well. Go, go." Baz urged Matt. Matt got as far as the door before asking,

"When's mum coming back from holiday?"

"I don't know, she said she'll call me when she arrived at the airport, ok. Now go on up to bed." Baz repeated.

Matt just smiled and did as he was told. Baz just collapsed heavily on the chair again, thinking about Lucas and his deadliest secret, that only Lawrence knew.

'Oh god. What a mess.' Baz thought.

'Well, if Lawrence hadn't found out your little secret, then you wouldn't hesitate in going to the police would you. But your too scared that he's going to tell your 'little secret' to Lucas and Lucas wouldn't even want to know you after you told him.' It was the little voice of reason again, before Baz fell fast asleep.

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Meanwhile, Lucas was still struggling to reach the safety of Baz's house, before his father found out he was gone. Baz's house was five miles away.

'Oh my god. Why did I run away? He's going to kill me. I should turn back now and pretend that nothing ever happened. No, wait a minute; he was going to kill me when he came back anyway. Looks like I'm dead, whatever I do.' Lucas thought grimly as he walked along a grassy embankment, near a busy road.

Lucas had thought it was a good idea running away, but now he wasn't so sure.

'Oh well, the damage is done now. I'm just gonna have to go through with it,' Lucas thought as he tried to thumb for a lift.

Just then Lucas saw a car pull over, at his request. Grateful, Lucas hobbled over to the car.

"Where are you off to, honey?" The woman asked. She had brown hair, and green eyes and wore some jeans and a baggy t-shirt. She seemed nice and was very pretty, Lucas thought. There was another guy driving the car, he had jet-black hair, and blue eyes. He scared Lucas a bit because he had lots of muscles like his father, but he too seemed nice enough so Lucas replied,

"I'm going into town, to visit my friend and my half brother." Well, it wasn't exactly a lie.

"What about your parents? Do they know you're out here hitchhiking?" The woman asked.

Lucas shook his head.

"My mums not around, and my dad's supposed to be looking after me, and he's…. Well…Not available."

"Oh, that is a shame, dear. Well, I'm really sorry, but we aren't going that way. Good luck in getting to your family. Bye" With that the car started to drive slowly away from the heartbroken Lucas.

Lucas turned his head to the ongoing cars and his heart nearly stopped. There was his father's car, coming straight towards him. Lucas screamed and tried to run away, but his father leapt out of the car and gave chase to the boy. Lucas, being young and badly injured, couldn't run very fast and was soon caught by his father.

"Don't hurt me! I'm sorry I wont do it again, I swear. It won't happen again. I'm sorry, I'm sorry I'm sorry." Lucas cried.

"Your right, it won't happen again," Lawrence said, as he hit the unoffending youth, again and again.

Leanne came running out of the car, shouting

"Don't, there's too many witnesses!"

But Lawrence didn't hear, all of his concentration was on hitting the youth, as he pleaded to his father to stop. Just then a hand suddenly grabbed Lawrence's hand and stopping him from hitting the boy any more. Lawrence turned around, infuriated to face his unknown enemy. It was the man that was in the car that had almost picked him up hitchhiking a few seconds ago. The woman ran to where Lucas was now curled up in a ball, unconscious as she hugged him. The two men fought behind her and in the end it was the mystery man that won, knocking Lawrence out with a well-aimed punch to his opponents face.

"How is he, Mandy?" The man asked.

"I don't know, Bob." Mandy replied, as she tried to comfort the unconscious boy.

"How can anyone do that to a child?" Bob was clearly mad.

"Maybe if he wasn't such a brat, that might help," Leanne spoke up.

Bob turned around sharply, he had forgotten about Leanne. Mandy motioned to the boy. Bob took over from holding Lucas, while Mandy marched up to Leanne and hit her. She was out cold, and Mandy shouted down at her,

"That's what I think of child abusers!"

Mandy then turned her attention to her husband Bob and the shaking child, wondering what to do. Bob, seeing was Mandy lost at what to do, and suggested,

"Well, we can't just leave these two her, we've got to get them to the police, and this young 'un down to the hospital. I think I may have some rope in the back of the car that I use for the dogs."

Mandy turned herself towards the car to get the rope, when she heard Bob gasp in shock.

"Mandy, are you hurt? You're bleeding."

Mandy turned to look at her jeans and saw a patch of blood there,

"No, neither of them touched me, but the kid." Mandy gasped. "You don't think…"

"There's only one way to find out. You examine this chap, while I get the rope and make sure they don't surprise us." Bob was scared and all of the blood had drained out of his face.

Mandy rushed to Lucas's side and turned him over to examine him. She gasped in shock when she saw that he had a huge patch of blood that was soaking his t-shirt rather rapidly. They had both been too busy concentrating on the abusers to take a long look at the victim. Mandy looked around, tears in her eyes, when all of a sudden a flash of light near the unconscious man's body suddenly blinded her. Curiosity got the better of her and she crept towards the shiny object, she gasped and collapsed in tears as she registered what the object was, it was a knife.

"Mandy! What's wrong?" Bob replied, appearing next to her with some rope in his hands. Mandy didn't say anything; she just pointed her finger at the knife.

"No, no. They wouldn't, no-one would be that mean to a child that young, would they?" Bob stammered, shaking his head in denial. The blood on the knife, however, spoke for itself.

"Poor kid, poor kid," Mandy muttered, as she moved towards the boy and gently stroked his hair. "Poor kid."

Bob quickly tied the pair on the ground up.

'Where ever did a couple like this get such a sweet looking kid from?' Bob wondered, before he gently lifted Lucas into the van. Mandy decided she would drive their car to the hospital, while Bob called the police on his mobile and waited for the unconscious pair to be picked up. Bob waved goodbye to the car and set about to watch the two prisoners.

TBC

Ya' didn't think I'd let Lucas off that easily did ya' J Oh and by the way, Baz isn't schizophrenic, he's just arguing out the reasons why he let Lucas go, honest!