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And we continue!
"And he abused you?" The middle-aged police officer asked again, for about the fifth time.
"Yes. That's why we're here." Freddy said impatiently, checking the time on Zack's watch.
"I'm not asking you, kid. How would you know anyways?" The police officer said, grabbing another doughnut from the big Dunkin' Doughnuts box on his desk. "So, what's you name? Zack? He slapped you around?"
Zack looked down. This dude was obviously not getting it. This was a big deal. Freddy took his hand under the table and squeezed it before asking to see a different officer.
"Fine. Miss Lucy looks like she's free over there." The chubby man said, waving his doughnut in the direction of a tall, brunette woman seated at a desk.
"It's Mrs. Cambello, Mikey, not Miss Lucy. How many times do I have to tell you?" She shook her head and laughed and waved the boys over.
"So what's your problem boys?" She asked, a sincere smile painted over her delicate face.
"My dad....." Zack started, and then looked at Freddy for reassurance. Freddy nodded and once again took Zack's hand under the table. "Well...sometimes he hits me."
"I'm going to need to you to fill this out. Thanks for telling me, dear. I know, it's tough but you did the right thing." Mrs. Cambello said, not smiling but not grouchy like Mikey. She handed Zack a few forms and a pen.
"Thank you, officer." Freddy said, smiling a little. Zack could tell he was geniounly relieved that Zack had decided to do something about it. Hell, he was too. But he didn't know where he was going to go, and he had wished this thought had occurred to him before he had decided to tell the police. What if he had to live in a foster home away from Freddy? Although Zack tended to be shy around people that he wasn't close with, curiosity got the better of him, and he decided to ask.
"Officer Cambello, what will happen to me after I file a report?"
"Well," She glanced at the papers Zack had been filling out, "Zack, you can choose to live with a relative or you could go to a foster home."
All Zack's dad's relatives lived in Idaho and after his wife had died, Mr. Mooneyham had severed ties with her family.
"Could he live with me?" Freddy asked suddenly, looking up at the officer with hope in his eyes.
"I'm afraid that's up to your parents. But even if they somehow agreed, Zack's dad would have to sign some additional papers since you two aren't related."
"What if we can't find a home for me? I won't have to live with him, will I?" Zack asked fearfully.
"No, you will not have to see him again, if that's what you wish. Just sign the paper here and I'll call it in to Child Services." Mrs. Cambello said. Zach handed over the papers and leaned back in his chair with a bad feeling in his stomach.
"It's ok, Zack. Everything will be ok." Freddy said to him quietly once Officer C. was on the phone.
"Alright boys, they'll be here any minute. If you'll just wait here, we're going to go to your house, Zack. Unless you want to ride along, which I doubt but...."
"I want to." Zack said bravely. He wanted to see his father's face when the police knocked on the door, the fear in his eyes as he realized what was going to happen to him. He could face him one more time, as long as Freddy was with him.
"Freddy can come too, right?"
"Of course."
*
"I can't believe...He's gone....I can...He's gone."
"Zack, I love you." Freddy whispered, kissing Zack's ear as they sat on his bed. It was late, but Mr. Jones had left them alone in Freddy's room and said they could sleep in; he didn't want Zack to have to go to school tomorrow after they had explained all about Zack's dad.
*"Thanks for letting me stay, Mr. Jones."
"Hey, kid. You were already staying the night anyways."
"Yeah, but you've been really awesome to me. I owe you one." Zack said
And that was all the impatient Freddy could stand. Yeah, he liked that his dad and boyfriend got along, but did they have to take so long with their boring little conversations? He just wanted to help Zack forget everything.*
A/N: I'm soo sorry this chapter was so short but I just got back from my grandparents and EEK I have school tomorrow! But here's the fourth chapter and you can be expecting a fifth soon. A longer one of course! Anyways, this chapter was kind of boring and less action-like, but it truly needed to be done. Sorry for all of you that read this for the hot "Boymakeouts" lol. ^.~ I promise there shall be more slashy action in the next chappie! yay! PS-does anyone know the italics code?! xxxxxx
And we continue!
"And he abused you?" The middle-aged police officer asked again, for about the fifth time.
"Yes. That's why we're here." Freddy said impatiently, checking the time on Zack's watch.
"I'm not asking you, kid. How would you know anyways?" The police officer said, grabbing another doughnut from the big Dunkin' Doughnuts box on his desk. "So, what's you name? Zack? He slapped you around?"
Zack looked down. This dude was obviously not getting it. This was a big deal. Freddy took his hand under the table and squeezed it before asking to see a different officer.
"Fine. Miss Lucy looks like she's free over there." The chubby man said, waving his doughnut in the direction of a tall, brunette woman seated at a desk.
"It's Mrs. Cambello, Mikey, not Miss Lucy. How many times do I have to tell you?" She shook her head and laughed and waved the boys over.
"So what's your problem boys?" She asked, a sincere smile painted over her delicate face.
"My dad....." Zack started, and then looked at Freddy for reassurance. Freddy nodded and once again took Zack's hand under the table. "Well...sometimes he hits me."
"I'm going to need to you to fill this out. Thanks for telling me, dear. I know, it's tough but you did the right thing." Mrs. Cambello said, not smiling but not grouchy like Mikey. She handed Zack a few forms and a pen.
"Thank you, officer." Freddy said, smiling a little. Zack could tell he was geniounly relieved that Zack had decided to do something about it. Hell, he was too. But he didn't know where he was going to go, and he had wished this thought had occurred to him before he had decided to tell the police. What if he had to live in a foster home away from Freddy? Although Zack tended to be shy around people that he wasn't close with, curiosity got the better of him, and he decided to ask.
"Officer Cambello, what will happen to me after I file a report?"
"Well," She glanced at the papers Zack had been filling out, "Zack, you can choose to live with a relative or you could go to a foster home."
All Zack's dad's relatives lived in Idaho and after his wife had died, Mr. Mooneyham had severed ties with her family.
"Could he live with me?" Freddy asked suddenly, looking up at the officer with hope in his eyes.
"I'm afraid that's up to your parents. But even if they somehow agreed, Zack's dad would have to sign some additional papers since you two aren't related."
"What if we can't find a home for me? I won't have to live with him, will I?" Zack asked fearfully.
"No, you will not have to see him again, if that's what you wish. Just sign the paper here and I'll call it in to Child Services." Mrs. Cambello said. Zach handed over the papers and leaned back in his chair with a bad feeling in his stomach.
"It's ok, Zack. Everything will be ok." Freddy said to him quietly once Officer C. was on the phone.
"Alright boys, they'll be here any minute. If you'll just wait here, we're going to go to your house, Zack. Unless you want to ride along, which I doubt but...."
"I want to." Zack said bravely. He wanted to see his father's face when the police knocked on the door, the fear in his eyes as he realized what was going to happen to him. He could face him one more time, as long as Freddy was with him.
"Freddy can come too, right?"
"Of course."
*
"I can't believe...He's gone....I can...He's gone."
"Zack, I love you." Freddy whispered, kissing Zack's ear as they sat on his bed. It was late, but Mr. Jones had left them alone in Freddy's room and said they could sleep in; he didn't want Zack to have to go to school tomorrow after they had explained all about Zack's dad.
*"Thanks for letting me stay, Mr. Jones."
"Hey, kid. You were already staying the night anyways."
"Yeah, but you've been really awesome to me. I owe you one." Zack said
And that was all the impatient Freddy could stand. Yeah, he liked that his dad and boyfriend got along, but did they have to take so long with their boring little conversations? He just wanted to help Zack forget everything.*
A/N: I'm soo sorry this chapter was so short but I just got back from my grandparents and EEK I have school tomorrow! But here's the fourth chapter and you can be expecting a fifth soon. A longer one of course! Anyways, this chapter was kind of boring and less action-like, but it truly needed to be done. Sorry for all of you that read this for the hot "Boymakeouts" lol. ^.~ I promise there shall be more slashy action in the next chappie! yay! PS-does anyone know the italics code?! xxxxxx