Date: Fri, 2 Oct 2009 14:47:07 +0800
From: Pedrick Oman <pedoman1975@gmail.com>
Subject: The Captive Boy, Chapter 5

Foreword: This story was pure fiction.  I have to admit that it was not my
best writing, but was an important one for me.  The main story line was
developed when I was about 10 years old, and had been evolving for more
than 20 years.  Now, in my middle 30s, I finally wrote it down, adding 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.

BTW, I received some feedbacks.  I'm really happy to know that you are
enjoying this story.  Most of you also told me that my English was not THAT
bad.  I do appreciate your encouragement. :-)

-- pedoman <pedoman1975@gmail.com>



The Captive Boy - Chapter 5


Joey was surprised, but also became very happy.  He gave Johnny a big
smile.  "I'm so happy that you want to talk to me at last."

Johnny lowered his head again.  Joey asked, "Did you say forget it?  Don't
you want to go back to them?"

Johnny bit his lips.  After a short pause, he raised his head and said,
"Yes, but..."

Joey looked into Johnny's eyes.  This time, in his black pools, there were
many emotions.  A bit of sorrow, some uncertainty about whether to trust or
not, some tiredness that didn't fit his age, and more ... fear.

Joey felt that he could understand Johnny's fear.  Johnny was betrayed and
captured by his fellow, and imprisoned in the Linbus Jail, where he was
continually used by many other men.  Then he was raped again by Ann and
George right after being rescued by Joey.  How could he trust people
anymore?

After all, he was just a small boy, who put on a bold face, but was
actually confused, and had lost his confidence in any human being.

Joey still felt happy.  Johnny, at least, opened his inner being to him,
even just partially.  He patted Johnny's shoulder.

"You are dreading what may happen, right?" said Joey softly.  "Afraid of
being betrayed again?"

Johnny buried his head into his knees.  His body started to tremble, and
Joey heard him sobbing.

Joey hugged Johnny tightly.  This time Johnny did not resist.  He nestled
to Joey's chest and started to weep.

"Good boy, just cry," said Joey softly.  "You are so brave, but you've had
enough.  I know that you have hidden your emotions for a very long time.
Now nobody is here to hear, just cry ..."

Johnny kept weeping.  The scenes when he was beaten, insulted, and raped
were playing again in his mind.  He had been numb about these things for so
long, and then he learned to protect himself by not revealing any messages
or emotions.  Now the flood breached.  He wept on Joey's chest.  Joey
caressed his back softly.

After weeping for several minutes, Johnny started to calm down.

Joey watched Johnny's face, and said tenderly, "I can understand your
feelings.  Just that ... I hope you can trust me ... again.  It's my fault
to let you be raped again ... but please trust me.  I'll be your friend,
and do my best to protect you."

Johnny sobbed in Joey's arms.  In the past, his fellows treated him nice,
but not as tender as Joey.  Jack taught him many things, including the
skills about shooting and sniping, and how to survive in the jungle.
However sometimes Jack was very strict with him.  For Johnny, Jack was more
like a father than a fellow.  Joey's tenderness was an all new feeling for
Johnny.  He nestled into Joey's chest.

Joey felt Johnny's change.  He lifted up Johnny's face, and watched him.
There were no concerns on Johnny's face now.

"I'll treat you very nice, Johnny; not only because you are like Ming, but
also because you are Johnny.  You are just about 10 years old, but nobody
has had the same experiences like you.  Actually, you are a very cute and
beautiful boy, you know?"

Johnny started to flush.  He got a strange feeling, but he didn't know why.
Joey smiled, watching Johnny's face.  Very naturally, and almost
instinctively, Joey started to kiss Johnny deeply.

Johnny felt his own heart beating.  Joey's tongue was soon exploring his
mouth.  After a minute, Joey started to kiss Johnny's cheek, forehead, and
neck.  He put his hands into Johnny's shirt, and caressed his body.  He
caressed Johnny's scars on his body, and then his lost finger.  He kissed
Johnny's deformed nipple, and went back to kiss his mouth again.  Johnny
felt like he was melting, as he just let Joey kiss and fondle him
everywhere.  It was almost too much for his young mind to accept; but he
did.

After a long time, Joey stopped.

"Did you like it?" asked Joey.

Johnny was still flushed, and he nodded slightly.

Joey hugged Johnny again, and let Johnny lay on his chest.  "I'll take you
to the north to find your fellows after our missions complete, okay?" asked
Joey.

Johnny didn't answer.  Joey felt Johnny lean all his weight on him.  He
patted Johnny.

"Don't worry.  I'll always be with you."

Joey caressed Johnny, and after a while he found that Johnny fell asleep
again.  Joey smiled watching Johnny's small, young face.  He thought of
those short days with Ming, the happiest days of his life, and also the
most painful in all his life.  It was his fault to have Ming and his
villagers be killed, and he had no chance even just to say how sorry he
was.  Johnny reminded him of his pain, but also gave him a chance to atone
for his crimes.  He watched Johnny, and felt that Ming was smiling at him.
He made up his mind that he would definitely do his best to protect Johnny.


-- To be continued.