Why Me?
Chapter 5
(Midnight at Club X)
Weevil Underwood stepped in nervously. He had never acknowledged the fact that he was gay and frankly he wasn't interested in watching males snuggle and make out.
Unfortunately at this club they did. Well snuggling and making out didn't start to describe what they actually did in plain view.
Weevil closed his eyes and charged forward. As soon as he reached the designated door he knocked it hard.
"Coming!"
The door opened to show a shirtless Rex Raptor.
Weevil's face showed plain horror.
Rex grinned and pulled him inside.
(Following Day at Generous Crisis Centre)
A teen walked in wringing his hands. His eyes following all the different names on a type sheet. Finally finding the name he was assigned to, he went to the room.
"And if he…" Ryou spoke to a pair of middle-aged parents, "do you have an appointment?" he asked the teen at the door.
"Yes," the teen said in a cracked voice.
The middle-aged woman looked at him concerned.
"I think we can cut our appointment short," the man said, "we're only here for tips after all."
"Thank you Mr. And Mrs. Evans," Ryou said gratefully.
Both smiled kindly at the nervous teen as they left.
"B…Bye," the teen stuttered.
"Come in," Ryou said packing away pamphlets.
The teen walked over and stood in front of Ryou's desk.
"You can sit," Ryou said brightly.
"I can't," the teen said softly.
Ryou dropped his pamphlets.
Oh God. – Ryou
"When did it happen?" Ryou asked urgently.
"Early this morning," the teen said tearfully.
"Did you call the police, an ambulance?" Ryou asked.
The teen shook his head.
Then he slowly took off the cap covering his head.
Ryou gasped seeing his hair soaked red with blood.
"I'm dead if they find me," the teen said, "my name's Weevil Underwood and I recognized your name from…"
"The Duelling Tournament," Ryou said, "God is that really you?" he asked in disbelief.
"Yes," Weevil said crying, "I…I was so stupid," he said ashamed.
"No one has a right to rape you," Ryou told him, "no one."
"I went to a club," Weevil said, "a gay club," he revealed.
Ryou's eyes widened.
"Don't look the type do I?" Weevil asked sarcastically, "well I only went the club to see someone," he said, "I had promised my grandma when I came out to her that I wouldn't do anything homosexual," he explained, "the person that I was meeting knew that," he told Ryou, "claimed he understood," he said before breaking down in tears."
Ryou took out his cell phone and called for an ambulance.
(6pm at an Exclusive Hospital)
Detective Jones sat taking notes. His heart went out to the blue haired teen in front of him.
"I know you're upset that I won't testify," Weevil said, "but my family's upset enough that I snuck out the house at night," he told the detective, "worse to a gay club," he added.
"Yes you're parents are in prominent positions at their catholic church," Detective Jones recalled, "did you tell them?" he asked.
Weevil nodded.
"They're disappointed," Weevil said honestly, "but they're glad that I've chosen not to act upon my 'desires'," he said, "they say read the bible and god will forgive you if you repent and that as long as it was rape it won't count as a sin or be my fault," he finished.
"Sounds like a lot to swallow," Detective Jones noted.
"You get used to it," Weevil said simply, "the nightmare stories I hear of others coming out," he said sighing, "I'm almost glad my parents are only disappointed."
"Thank you for reporting this," Detective Jones said firmly, "so many cases go unreported," he stated, "your bravery has allowed us to have samples to compare and match," he said approvingly, "I'm proud you chose to take this step," he concluded.
"Thank you," Weevil said in a small voice, "I almost never made it," he remembered, "when one stopped something told me to run," he said, "I was in so much pain I never thought I'd have the strength," he said tearfully, "but God helped me," he said, "I don't know who else allowed me to get enough strength in my legs but God," he said and broke down crying.
Detective Jones an atheist didn't bother to voice his own opinion of the situation.
"I'm clad you made it out alive," Detective Jones told him.
"You have to thank Ryou, Ryou Bakura," Weevil revealed, "if I hadn't gone to see him," he said, "I'd probably be floating under a bridge right now," he said his eyes getting distant.
Detective Jones gently touched his hand. Then the name hit him.
"Does this Ryou always counsel on weekends?" Detective Jones asked.
"I'm not sure," Weevil said honestly, "I've never been there before."
"Um what does he look like?" Detective Jones asked.
"Uh, slim build, at least 5'6, white hair beyond shoulder length,…" Weevil started.
Weevil suddenly started snoring.
"Great he's asleep," Detective Jones muttered, "if I'm right by those two's reaction yesterday at this Bakura's phone call," he said, "this guy is one tough cookie."
Detective Jones sighed. He would call the centre after having six shots of mean good old caffeine.
End Chapter 5
Today is September 28, 11 days after the last update. Enjoy.