Date: Mon, 19 Oct 2009 09:45:39 +0800
From: Pedrick Oman <pedoman1975@gmail.com>
Subject: The Captive Boy, Chapter 11

Foreword: This story was a pure fiction.  It was an important story for me,
because I started to develop the main story line when I was about 10 years
old, and had been evolving in my mind for more than 20 years.  Now, in my
middle 30s, I finally wrote it down, and added many other elements to form
a complete story.  I do hope that you like it.  I'd like to get your
feedback, about your thoughts of this story, or any other things.

I received some feedbacks.  I'm really happy to know that you enjoyed this
story.  Most of you also told me that my English was not THAT bad.  I do
appreciate your encouragement. :-) Special thanks to Matt, who helped me a
lot proofreading and giving me many great suggestions.

-- pedoman <pedoman1975@gmail.com>


The Captive Boy - Chapter 11

"Kiddie." smiled Joey in the bumpy jeep.  "This nickname is a lot more
suitable for you than Pokerface."

Johnny raised his head and gave Joey a feeble smile.

"Are you anxious?" asked Joey.

Johnny lowered his head again, and then nodded slightly.

Joey held Johnny's hands.  "Relax.  Everything will be fine."

The jeep kept driving through the jungle.  After half an hour, Joey found
that Johnny had fallen asleep again.  He tried not to touch Johnny's wound,
and moved Johnny so he could sleep on Joey's thighs.

Three hours later, the jeep drove up to a small town.  The driver talked to
the soldier at a guard point, then drove into the town.

Johnny awakened.

"We'll arrive soon," Joey assured the boy.

Johnny rubbed his eyes, and looked around.  The jeep stopped outside a
building.

The driver opened the door and escorted Joey and Johnny into the building,
then went upstairs, and finally stopped in front of a room.  He knocked on
the door.

The door opened immediately.  Jack was in front of them and saw Johnny.
Time froze.

The driver smiled and pushed Johnny slightly closer to Jack, made a salute,
and left them alone.  Jack didn't move for a minute, and then he squatted
in front of the little boy.

"Kiddie, is it really you?" trembled Jack's voice.

Johnny still stood there, with no reaction.

Jack touched Johnny's face, and tears started to slide down his face.  His
trembling hands caressed Johnny's body, and held Johnny's hands.  Johnny
still had no any reaction.

After a minute, Jack took something out from his pocket.  It was a small
necklace.

"I found this where you were captured," Jack said.  He hung the necklace
back on Johnny's neck.  Johnny's eyes became filled with tears.

"It's my fault," Jack said.  "Zarkway told me everything.  It's my fault
that you were captured...  Can you forgive me?"

Johnny could not control himself anymore.  He embraced Jack tightly, and
started to weep.

Joey closed the door slightly, and smiled, watching their reunion.  Jack
embraced Johnny tightly and was crying too.

After several minutes, Jack released Johnny and stood up.

"Sorry."  Jack wiped his own eyes and continued, "I forgot that you're
still here.  I don't know how to thank you for finding Kiddie for me..."

"Well, I didn't expect that Johnny would be there when attacking the Linbus
Jail."

"Come and sit."  Jack held Johnny's hands and walked to the sofa.
Everybody sat down.

Jack still held Johnny's hands tightly, just like he was afraid that Johnny
would vanish again.  Johnny lowered his head and didn't say anything.

There was a long and awkward silence.  They seemed to not know how to break
this silence.  Finally, Jack started to speak.

"Does your wound still hurt?" Jack asked Johnny.

Johnny shook his head.

"You've become so thin...  It must have been very difficult for you these
two years..."

Johnny's tears were still on his face.  He lowered his head again and
didn't reply to Jack.

Joey said, "When I saw him in the Linbus Jail, he..."

Johnny raised his head, and looked at Joey with panic in his eyes.  Joey
stopped.

"What's wrong?"  Jack saw Johnny's reaction and asked.

"Maybe let's talk in private first?" suggested Joey.

"Hmmm..."  Jack watched Joey, then Johnny.  He nodded.  "Okay, let's talk
in private first."

Joey stood up, and squatted in front of Johnny.  He patted Johnny's head.
"Don't worry.  Sit here and wait for me.  I'll handle everything."

Johnny lowered his head again.  Joey and Jack walked out of the room and
closed the door.

"What's wrong?" asked Jack.

"When I found him in the Linbus Jail," said Joey, "He was being raped by
the commander of the jail."

Jack's face turned red, and he was about to start talking.  Joey stopped
him.

"Let me finish first.  Kiddie was seriously abused in the jail, and rape
was just a part of what they did to him.  You've seen his body.  I can't
say that I can endure such pain, but Kiddie made it."

Jack sighed.  "It's all my fault..."

"It's not important to say whose fault it was," said Joey.  "When I rescued
Kiddie, he was emotionally wounded too.  He was closed, silent, ... and he
was raped again by two of my troops that night."

Jack watched Joey.  Joey went on talking.

"It took me a long time to open his inner door successfully.  But...," Joey
paused for a while, and continued, "To my surprise, he told me his real
feelings a few days ago."

"What did he say?"

"The real reason that made him so closed and silent," replied Joey, "Was
that after he was raped so many times, he found that he liked this feeling.
He liked the feeling of being fucked by others.  This sense of guilt made
him afraid to see you again, and almost made him crack..."

Jack was shocked.


-- To be continued.