A/N: Adding a [Sixteen year old] UFC fighter Rory MacDonald.
A/N: Adding The character John Morlar from the film "The Medusa Touch"
A/N: To Mayhem In Stockton Readers. There are possible Spoilers.
A/N: To Chronicle Readers. Sorry about the Delay. Thanks for the Reviews.
A/N: Strong Language. Disturbing scenes. Violent Scenes.
A/N: The word "Blanked" means "Ignored"
Andrew Detmer didn't know how he'd found himself in this position. Only days ago, his dreams had come true. He'd been in bed. Cradled by Steve's muscular arms.
Now he was standing at school In-between his Best Friend and his Cousin.
Steve looked at him in Confusion. Matt Stared at Andrew in anger.
He'd blanked Matt Yesterday. He'd turned his phone off and hadn't answered any calls from anyone.
Surprisingly that night his Dad had been in a Good mood. It was a pity that Andrew hadn't felt the same way. He was dreading coming into school today.
Yet here he was. It was Two against One.
"Matt Calm down. I told you. Some tall Jack-ass tried to take my wallet" Steve told him. Andrew could barely look at Steve. Steve was bruised. His jaw was swollen and his nose was still red from the Nose-Bleeds he'd had last night.
"Andrew, if I find out...that you had anything to do with this..." Matt said Ruefully.
The school bell went off and Matt patted Steve on the back and walked with him to class. Andrew felt the jealousy burning. What good were his powers if he couldn't get Matt away from Steve? At lunch-Time, Andrew found himself all alone.
This wasn't the first time this had ever happened. But it was the first time since Steve had been his Best Friend that he found himself going on top of a building alone and eating sandwiches there. He couldn't go to a Skyscraper. That was a "Steve" Place.
Andrew didn't need those memories right now.
After lunch, Andrew just sat with another kid. His name was Rory MacDonald. He was a nerd, but he didn't make fun of Andrew like the rest of the kids did.
Every now and again, he'd catch Steve glancing over. He wished he could read Steve's mind, just for one day. Andrew wanted control. Over Steve's actions. Over Steve's mind and Steve's body.
There was way no way he could get him, if Steve just blocked him out all the time. When Geography was over Andrew was pulling up his bag, when an Apple fell out. He hadn't eaten it at lunch.
"What's that Detmer, home lunch? Did you have to pimp your own Mother out for this Apple Detmer?" Anthony, a school bully asked. He grabbed the Apple from the floor. The class started laughing.
"That's rich, coming from an asshole that had to repeat a grade" Rory MacDonald said. He snatched Andrew's apple away from Anthony and gave it back to Andrew.
Andrew nodded a thanks and walked out of class with Rory. They were talking about how scared Anthony looked, when Andrew felt a tap on his shoulder. He thought it was Anthony back for Round Two.
"Hey...can we talk?" Steve asked.
Andrew told Rory that he'd see him later. Andrew and Steve walked outside into the Soccer seats. With Steve, the Cheerleaders didn't give Andrew those weird looks.
"Andrew, what are you doing with that Strange Rory kid?" Steve asked, gently touching Andrew's arm.
Sure, Andrew liked that touch. He wanted more of it. But Andrew had a few questions of his own.
"Why did you let Matt think that I hit you?" Andrew asked. "I'd never do that. I'd never hurt you" Andrew said.
"It's settled now, and I tried to tell him before..." Steve started to say.
"Next time, Try harder" Andrew said. He got up and walked away.
"So...that's what I said to Steve Mom. Yeah...Yeah I do feel really guilty about it" Andrew said. Now with the school day over. He was telling his Mom about what he'd said to Steve.
He'd told his Mom about his feelings for Steve as well. He had no idea if she was really listening. But he liked to pretend that she was. In Andrew's mind, his Mom was okay with it.
"And Steve was like "What are you doing with Strange Rory? And he touched my arm. Like this..." Andrew said, with his hand in Mid-air...
"What the fuck do you think you're doing!" His Father Richard shouted.
"I just..." Andrew said.
"Get away from her, get out!" Richard shouted. Andrew stood up slowly. He walked around his Mother's bed and past his Father. Yeah, His Dad had been drinking this early. Andrew could smell it on him. He didn't get past his Mom's door frame, before his Dad grabbed him.
"I'm sorry" Andrew said. This time, would his Dad let him go?
"You will be" His Dad said. The first punch was never the hardest. The more Andrew tried to fight back, the more violent his Dad became.
It was during the beating that Andrew finally realised why he was so mad at Matt. He realised why he was so mad at Steve. He was mad at Steve for staying silent at first, like his Mom did.
He was mad at his Cousin Matt, for thinking that he, Andrew Detmer, could be violent towards anything, or anyone.
He was mad that Matt and Steve couldn't see the truth.
Steve looked at Andrew's Dad and saw a Happy-Go-Lucky Ex fireman. Matt looked at Richard and saw a Brave, Sports Addicted, fun loving uncle.
Matt and Steve would never see this. They would never see the creature that Richard Detmer had become. Andrew wanted to disappear inside of himself because of this.
Andrew must Have drifted off, because when he woke up, he was still on the floor, and it was a blurry Star-filled dark. He picked himself up. He didn't put the light on in case his Dad was still awake. He crept down the stairs and opened the front door. Andrew still had his trainers on, so he could make a quick escape.
He opened the door, then stepped back when he saw a shadow.
"Hello. You must be Andrew Detmer" The man said. He was casually dressed, with gelled combed hair and a determined stare that drilled holes into Andrew's brain. Andrew put a bloody finger to his lips.
"My family's asleep. How do you know my name?" Andrew asked. He thought this guy was a salesman or something.
"Mr Detmer. Hello, I'm Dr Morlar. We know about you" Dr Morlar said.
"We? What do you know about me?" Andrew asked.
"Everything" Dr Morlar replied. A sleek Black car pulled up along-side the pavement.
"Another school bully did that? Did they?" Dr Morlar said, pointing at the blood on Andrew's cheek. Andrew nodded. This "Doctor" obviously didn't know everything.
"Don't worry Andrew. You'll be safe. If you just come with us" Dr Morlar said. Andrew looked around on the street. He silently shut his door and hoped that his Dad wasn't watching.
Dr Morlar gave Andrew a folded Tissue. Andrew wiped the blood off of his face, as Dr Morlar gently held Andrew at the back of the neck. The Doctor steered Andrew towards the mysterious Black car.
For Andrew being with a Stranger would be better than being back in that house. With his Mom and...Richard.