Chp06 holiday cheer.
*Note: some reviews are confused about the BDSM, reason for the plot line is Anna age13, and ying/yang. Christian 18yrs needs to know what is missing, before he can search for it. Also how else do I get rid of the bitch troll.
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We go to the firm's house in Aspen for Thanksgiving. The parents are very upset. Dad put his firm's PI on the case. I followed Frasier in school, in his locker door, a Coping Together meeting flyer. I'm sick, that the parent's main charity. Elaine mentors and leads several meeting. The parents are livid about this. She using the meeting to recruit vulnerable kids into her evil version of BDSM. Mom is very angry, she's confided in her for years about my trouble and issues. She still pushes for me to come do odd jobs at her house, even as we leave for Aspen.
I talked to Sid, I have to take a break from training till Elaine is busted, the risk is too great for me to be outed by her. Especial after I followed Frasier from school, saw him being pickup by Joe Sullivan, my former drug dealer, high school dropout, my age; looking like joe college. I followed them to the Lincoln house. She been recruiting kids for an awhile. I drive away sick. That could have been me. I could have been her slave. I thank god dad send me to the General program.
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The holiday season is tinted by evil Mrs. Lincoln. I watch at school as Frasier seems afraid of everyone. I realize that could have been me. Alone, isolated my touch fears in overdrive. Coupled with teenage hormones. God, I would have been brainwashed. Mom, gave me an article from a medical journal, about how pedophiles brainwash the victims into thinking there saving them, caring about them. I feel sick; a frighten that I could have been a victim again.
Elliot home from college for the holiday. I need to express, talk. I know he did some odd jobs for the Lincoln's, the parents have him into dad's office for an hour. Mom was crying.
"Elliot can we talk?" "sure Chris, what's up" "Lets walk" we walk to the dock. "Elliot did the Lincolns do anything to you?" "What do you know? Christian" "I'm the one who outed her to the parent's" "They didn't say she tried anything with you" "She didn't, I when to a party, you know a sex party and saw her abusing a classmate. I told mom and dad. Dad was not happy I went to that type of party" "Yeh, I know. Ellaine gave me a blowjob my freshman year, then smacked me, I say adios don't even try for an encore. I mean I already was getting blow jobs from Christina Wright, hottie Junior cheerleader. Loved my junk."
"I'm glad. I was afraid she was hurting you." "Bro, I was more worried she had got to you. I mean you're still having touch issues. An I know how horny you get. I mean seeing a sex therapist. I am afraid you're getting into that SM stuff just to have sex."
"Well I like the bondage, the girls can't touch me, when I'm, you know at random. I tried with a couple of people, but strangers and non-family causes pain and burning, sometime worse than before." "Well I'm home for the holiday. I'll take you out to some clubs, not the wild ones, you know crowd wise. But places you can meet girls and explore." "I'm not sure, I'll try, but don't push" "push, me push, bro you should know me by now" with that he pushed me off the dock into the cold water. I scream and lever myself out.
Frigging Elliot is rolling on the grass, laughing his ass off. I grab an ankle a start for the water, he realizes too late and he's soaked. As we wrestle around the yard. Dad walks up. I look up as the hose hit's us, god, it's cold. I fall back, laughing.
Two years ago I couldn't have done this. Talking and wrestle with Elliot. I would have fought him. I would have isolated myself. Now, I'm soaked, cold, laughing on the grass in the backyard with my brother and dad. The stern expression he started with is gone the second the hose sprayed. He's total laughing and smiling. "Carrick, get them in here before they get sick" well the fun's over; we head to the house.
Mom and Mia have hot towels for us. I hug Mia getting her wet. She squeals a runs behind mom. Elliot goes to hug mom and she has that don't you dare look. So he quickly turns and hug dad. Mom and Mia retreat as they laugh and cheer. Dad's wet, just punchs Elliot's arm, then hugs us. "you really though Grace would let you get her wet. Son, that never gone happen, not in jest, come on let get changed. There peppermint chocolate cake in the kitchen".
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Christmas eve.
Mom hands me a card and letter. From Annie, I open the card. It's Ray and Annie at Disneyland, mouse ears and all. The proud father and daughter pose. Her on his back smiling and laughing him grinning like the joker from batman. I smile the image is so, so happy, I feel calm and happy and jealous that I'm not there. I read the season greeting and Annie note. 'Miss running with you. C'. the letter is all about the car trip south and the fun places they visited, the redwoods and some tourist trap call "tree of mystery" with a Hugh statue of Paul Bunion and his ox. To crossing the golden gate bridge and San Francisco china town, and buffalo in golden gate park. To camping at Big Sur, Monterey aquarium. To spending time in Disneyland with some of Ray's military buddies and their kids.
I read and reread the letter. How I miss her. My smile is set for the night. The holiday is now fun. Since I been pen pals with Annie the holidays are fun. I can relax and feel my family and let my feeling out, no longer the outsider, the bad son, just one of the kids. God, I love my family. I watch the festive unfold. Mom and Dad sipping eggnog looking out the great window arm in arm. Elliot sneaking checks on his presents. Mia shaking each and every one of her presents. Trying to find out what each one is. Begging and pleading. Elliot and I make up outrageous gift and tease her till it's time to go to midnight mass. In the car I lean into Elliot shoulder, "love you bro" he knocks me off "yeh don't drool on my coat, brat" with a smile. I put my arm around Mia and hold her the whole trip, wishing it was someone else, brown hair, infectious smile.
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Grey Manor, Presidents Day.
The annual Presidents Day party, or has Elliot calls it the Start of Easter fundraiser. Mom and Dad are addicted to these Walk-N-Thon things. So after the Holidays they have this party to get sponsors for their Walk-N-Thons' and now my Fun-Runs, that Elliot has got me into. Several hundred people will work their way thru the party today. I help picking up trash, glass, and checking on things. The caters are running ragged. Before I would hide, locked in my room. I would be afraid of being touched and humiliated as the bad son. Elliot is a natural at these events, the clown, smart and intelligent. Mia is a shining princess, is a cloud of pink. God will she every grow out of that Color.
I watch as Dad is on the patio with a bunch of Lawyers, doctors and sports fanatics' arguing the start of Mariners season. Mom is holding court in the great room. I smile and nod, and listen to droning chatter and how much a niece or friends' daughter would be perfect for me to date. One old hag even slips me a card with her number, plus a sexual suggestion. It's just a face people. I take a load to the kitchen. Resting my head, the Cater slips me a four chocolate chip brownie, this is what won the cater this party. I feel the sugar rush just staring at the chocolate overload. I glance, nope can't steal another. Damm. I wander back to the great room to check the sign-up sheets and donation jars.
I watch as mom stands, an angrily march across the room, I look, shit, the bitch troll. I turn to Mia "Get dad now!" I run to mom's back.
"Elaine I told you not to come, our friendship is over." Leave before mom lose it, she is quilt ridden over Elaine using her, trying to recruit me, feeding her fear and doubts about me, dad, even Mia. I burn to hit a woman, the first time in my life.
"Grace, please whatever I've done, tell me. I'll make it right; your friendship is"
"GET OUT! You are not welcome." I feel the angry well up in mom, my angry goes down, I feel protective, yes. I need to protect mom, the family. I realize that right now mom and dad are angry, so I need to be calm and protect them. I know this public scene is running out of time.
"Please Gracie, I value our friendship. It' Linc and the divorce isn't. He's spread some terrible rumor."
"No, it is all you. You're sick, and evil. You are⦠GETOUT"
I stand behind her holding her arms, I have a feeling she wants to bitch slap her. I stand strait and erect, ready to protect; shield mom from the bitch troll. I see confusion in her eyes, then a spark. I stare back locking eyes. She's trying to make the connection. I smile that evil, hate your gut smile, Elliot says I have when I go thermonuclear. That I'm lost my reason, I'm gone kill you, take no prisoner temper. She balks I feel dad hand on my shoulder. "Elaine get-out and never come back, Samson (the event security chief) serve her the restraining order and escort her from the property."
"I'm afraid not Sir." Dad about to blow. Hell I'm about to blow.
"This is Detective Castillo, SPD. He has an arrest warrant for Mrs. Lincoln. Multiple count Child abuse and rape, plus a host of other charges. Detective please" she handcuffed, crying, begging, screaming as she's dragged away. I feel relived, elated, sad at all the hate, and misery she spread for so long in my family. My family. I feel my family. How long I missed out on this wonderful family I have.
