Date: Tue, 27 Sep 2016 22:22:27 +0000
From: Brett Lord <cornfedgay@outlook.com>
Subject: Corn Fed Gay- Chapter 16

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With that out the way. Take warning this chapter has violence and
homophobic language. If this bothers you beware.


Chapter 16


Brent


I was correct. The next two weeks were fairly quiet. Only a few faggot
comments were thrown around the halls at school. I actually enjoyed going
to school for those two weeks. Without Chad his goons were less active. Mom
and dad had a meeting with the Principal and it was determined that Chad
and I should not share any classes. That meant my schedule was changed to
accommodate the new decision. It was a relief that I wouldn't be forced to
interact with Chad. Of course there was still the hallway in between
classes.


Jake


Classes at my new school had started. It was a nice newer school. Zand and
I had four classes together. So far we hadn't had any problems with
anybody. Of course we didn't walk around holding hands or kissing at
school. That doesn't mean I didn't want to. Hell if I could have I would
have pulled his shorts down in the middle of the hall and fucked his brains
out. Of course that couldn't happen. We went to school by day and soccer
practice in the afternoon and then homework the rest of the night. My
classes were demanding. It didn't leave much time for Zand and I to hang
out privately. The second week of classes was a hot one. The last of summer
was striking with a vengeance. With temps in the high 90's practice was
tough. We were sweating buckets by the time Coach was done with us. In the
locker room I was in the process of shedding my sweaty practice uniform
when Zand leaned over and whispered..." Hey Jake keep your sweaty jock and
cup on. Don't shower, I want your sweaty cock in me. I want to worship your
sweaty jock."


"Oh yeah Zand that sounds hot. I want in your sweaty stanky hole. Let's go
back to my place and fuck our brains out."


"Yeah babe the sounds awesome. My hole is quivering. It's been too long."


"Yes it has Zand. We've been so busy the last two weeks."


We quickly got dressed so we didn't draw attention to the fact that we were
wearing our dirty jocks and that we didn't shower. We grabbed our stuff and
left the locker room. We walked back to my place in record time. We were
both a flutter with the chance to fuck. Like I said we had been busy with
the start of the school year.


Unlocking the door we attacked each other's mouths once the door was
shut. We kissed hard with a passion. Our tongues were battling for space in
the others mouth. We finally broke apart.


"God damn that was hot. I love you Zand."


Oh shit did I mean to say that. Did I mean to tell Zand I love him. Hmmm, I
guess I do. That's why my mouth spoke before I thought about it.


"Uhh, um, gosh Jake, that came out of nowhere. I think, I guess If I think
about it I love you too. Jake your the greatest things that's happened to
me. I love everything about you."


"Thanks Zand, I think you're pretty special. I'm lucky to have found you."


We went back to kissing. I pushed my hands around to Zand's backside. I
slipped my fingers under the waistband of his gym shorts. After needing his
cheeks a little I pushed my fingers across his hole. Zand let out a whimper
into my mouth. I raked my fingers across it several more times. Zand was
getting weak in the knees from the stimulation. I brought my fingers to my
nose to smell his musky hole. It was like heaven. Whatever part of my cock
that wasn't hard now was rigid. I want to tear that hole apart.


"Ok Zand go on to my bedroom. I'm going to get us a couple bottles of
water."


"Ok Jake sounds good."


I went to the kitchen to grab the cold water. As I was shutting the
refrigerator door I thought I could hear a momentary moan. I looked to
Jeremy's bedroom door and I was shut. I didn't think much of it. He
frequently pulls his door shut in the morning as do I. The rooms stay
cooler that way. I head back to my room to find Zand shirtless and still in
his shorts bare foot. I decide I want do something a little more special, a
little more hot. I go to my dresser and grab out a pair of my red soccer
socks. On me they hit just below my knee. On Zand they should stretch over
his knee. That would look so hot. I toss them to Zand on the bed and I sat
on a chair to slip on the blue pair I grabbed for myself.


"Put those on babe."


"Why do I need these?"


"They will look good on you as I pound away on your hole."


"Um ok I guess."


"Just to do it, for me please."


Zand slipped the socks on and as I thought they stopped about two inches
above his knee.


"That's so fucking hot babe."


He just smiled. I pulled my shirt off and lost my shorts leaving me in my
gray jock and cup that was becoming very uncomfortable. Zand quickly shed
his shorts, revealing his red jock. I crawled up onto the bed towards
Zand. I lowered my head and licked his sock fromt his foot up to his
knee. He giggled and said it tickled. I thought to myself it would be nice
if he had worn these at practice. Wow when did I get so nasty. I continued
licking up his leg past his thigh. I could taste the musky sweat on his
skin. That drove me wild. I got to his jock covered crotch and shoved it in
my mouth. It was hot and damp with his sweat. It was so good. I thought I
might pass out. Zand's cock was super hard when I released it. I looked up
at his eyes. His eyes glistened with lust. They told me to take him. I took
his cock out the side of his jock, freeing it. It stood up proud and
tall. I proceeded to inhale it down to the root. He gasped in pleasure. I
continued to suck him for a few minutes. Then I moved down to wash his
balls with my tongue. He was moaning the whole time. After that I drug my
tongue down his taint until I found his wonderful pink hole. I went to work
stimulating it using my tongue to loosen up the knot. I gave him my fingers
to suck on and lube up. Once wet I pushed one finger into his pucker. He
cried out in tormented pleasure. One, Two, Three fingers pushing in and out
of his sweet boy hole. Once finished I looked up.


"My turn stud."


We switched places. Zand had this hungry look on his face. He came up and
kissed me and then started kissing down my body. He dug his tongue across
my abs. He got to my jock and ran his tongue along the jock. I'm sure he
could feel the cup under the jock. He shoved his nose between my jock and
leg inhaling my sweaty stink. He pulled out and reached in to take the cup
out. Upon that my hard cock uncoiled to full length. He pulled my jock off
and laid it next to us. He proceeded to treat me the same way I treated
him. I was charged and ready to plunge my cock into his hole. We switched
places and I got over him licking and kissing his body. My fingers teasing
his hole. I reached to grab my lube out the nightstand.


"Fuck."


"What is it Jake?"


"I'm out of lube. Hold for a minute I will go get Jeremy's bottle. Be right
back."


Buck naked I trotted out of my room over to Jeremy's door. I didn't knock
because he wasn't home. I open the door and was shocked to see a large man
on top of Jeremy. He was fucking the shit out of my brother. Oh fuck it's
Bob, Zand is gonna freak.


"Oh shit, I'm, I, I'm, sorry. I should have knocked."


As I was backing out the room Jeremy looked at me. He was annoyed.


"Little bro what are you doing? Why are you in here naked?"


"Oh man I'm so sorry. I'm so embarrassed. Zand and I are in my room and I'm
out of lube bro."


"Ha ha, that's funny. Here take mine we have all we need."


Bob looked at me with hungry eyes.


"Come here Jake. I want to taste the cock that's fucking my son's little
pussy."


I walked to him, my brother watching. He reached down and grabbed my hard
cock. He leaned down from the bed and sucked it into his mouth. Bob must
not have a gag reflex because he logged my cock into his throat. It felt
awesome. He released and said.


"Fuck that's an awesome cock. I'm jealous of Zand."


Jeremy said, "It sure is a great cock. I've had it in me."


Bob started to pull back and said, "Remember this?"


I watch as he pulled his hard 10 inch cock out of Jeremy's ass. I was shiny
with lube. I was momentarily transported back to the shower in Bob's master
bathroom. I got to play with that cock that day. It was a fond memory.


"I do." I said blushing.


"Well go on get back and fuck the shit out of Zander. Someone deserves that
cock."


I quickly retreated back to my room.


"What took you so long. My ass is getting cold."


"Oh well He moved it. It took me a while to find it."


I poured lube on my cock and some in my hand. I got on the bed and pushed
my fingers in Zand's hole make him moan.


"You ready to get fucked to pieces."


"Bring it on Stud."


I lined up and pushed into his little hole. He cried out in pleasure and
pain. I let loose on his hole making it wrap around my shaft. I pounded his
cunt as hard as I could. Zand was moaning with each thrust and
pull. Screaming for me to fuck his hole harder. Telling me to make it
mine. I kept fucking knowing I wouldn't last much longer. I was to wound
up. I could feel my balls tightening.  "Fuck, fuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuck
I'm cumming. Take my load. Make your pussy swallow it. Fuck, fuck. Shit."


"Oh baby keep fucking me. I'm close. Breed my cum hole, make it
your's. Fuck it belongs to you stud. Seed my hole. Fuck it's cumming."


Zander's cock pulsed while I was still in him. His ass tightened around my
cock just as his cock spewed cum up his chest, across his face and on the
head board. I collapsed on him kissing his face and licking his cum up to
share with him. After a few minutes.


"Damn Jake that was hot. You were on fire tonight. I might not be able to
walk tomorrow."


"Ha ha, I was trying. You had me so hot. I fact I'm still hot and hard. Can
you go again?"


"Fuck yeah, give it to me."


I had never left his hole. I started fucking him again. I got an idea. I
reached over and picked up my cup. I pushed his nose and mouth under the
cup. Grabbed the jock and secured the cup by wrapping the straps around his
ears so it wouldn't go anywhere. His eyes rolled back in his head. I think
he is enjoying this. I kept fucking away. Pounding his cunt to point of no
return. All of a sudden his ass tightened and his untouched cock spewed
another load across his chest. When his ass clamped on my cock I lost it
and dumped another load into his hole.


"Fuck me Jake that was awesome."


"It was pretty awesome. It's so much better when you love the other. We
felt like one person."


"You are so right stud. I love you Jake."


"I love you Zander."


We kissed to seal our words.


"Well Jake I wish I could lay here with you, but I have a ton of homework."


"I know me too. We have to find time for us through the week. Ok?"


"Yes we do. We have to work harder at it."


We got up and showered. We washed each carefully as lovers would do. When
we were dressing I loaned Zand a pair of underwear and a clean pair of
shorts. "Can I keep the undies. I like that you were in them before." "Of
course you can. You look good in them." The high cut blue brief looked very
good on his hips. We finished dressing and headed out to the living
room. Bob and Jeremy were sitting there in the underwear.


Bob spoke first, "how are the two love birds?"


"Dad...wha...what are you doing here? Why are you half dressed?"


Jeremy said to have a seat. We sat together on the loveseat.


"Boys we want to talk to you about something important."


Zand said "OK dad what is it?"


Bob started "Well ever since Jeremy started at my company I've taken
special notice of him. We talked more and more over the last eight
months. I've always known I was different but never did anything about
it. Zander I love you, your brother and your mother very much and I don't
regret any of my decisions in regards to my family. It's time to live my
true life and that is with Jeremy as my lover, as my partner. Zander do you
have any questions?"


I looked over to Zand and he was as shocked as I was. Well maybe a little
more as I had just walked in on Bob fucking my brother. Zand was silent and
his mouth was open. I nudged him to snap him out of it.


"What oh...sorry I was well stunned. Dad...um...does mom, does mom know?
Have you talked to her? Oh my god she is going to be destroyed."


Zand was visibly shaking. I put my ram around him to help calm him.


"Well your mother does know. I left work at lunch to get home to talk to
her. I told her that I was gay and that I always have been. I assured her
that I love her and always will."


"How did she react?"


"She was shocked at the start. I had to say It several times before she
would respond. She started to cry and then she got angry. She slapped me a
couple times and then locked herself in our room. She stayed in there for
three hours before she came out to talk."


"What did she say?"


"Well once she calmed down we agreed that she would stay in the house with
you and your brother. I'm going to move in here with Jeremy and Jake so I
will be close for my family."


"Dad I am just...Oh my god I feel like my life has been pulled out from
beneath me. Are you going to divorce?"


"Yes we will eventually, we're not going to rush to it."


Zand had tears streaming down his face and I could see he was getting
angry.


"How could you do this to us? YOU'RE SO FUCKING SELFISH. I CAN'T LOOK AT
YOU!"


With that Zand stood and walked to my bedroom. He closed the door with a
slam.


"I was afraid he would react this way. Give him a little while to cool
off."


Jeremy finally spoke up. "Jake are you ok with Bob moving in with us?"


"Do I really have a say in this? It's your apartment."


"Well you live here too. I want to make sure you're ok with this. It means
we will have to make some changes around here. First we need to respect
everybody's privacy. that means knocking on closed doors. Cleaning up after
yourself in the kitchen and living room."


"Um ya I guess if he makes you happy then I'm ok with it."


"Great I'm glad you can be mature about the situation. He will be staying
here starting tonight. Bob will move his stuff over the next couple of
weeks."


I sat and talked with Jeremy and Bob for another hour. We all agreed that I
should go talk to Zand and see how he's doing.


I knocked on my door before opening it. Zand was laying curled up on the
bed in the dark. He back was facing me. I could hear his heavy
breathing. He must have fallen asleep. I got on the bed and spooned up
behind. He stirred a little as I pulled him into me.


"Hey babe sorry, I must have fallen asleep."


"It's ok. How are you doing?"


"Oh my god Jake, I don't know what to think. My dad's gay like us? I don't
know how to feel. I would have never thought this could happen."


"It's going to be ok Zand. Your parents still love you. Your lucky you
still have two parents married or not. Remember mine don't want anything to
do with me. My brother has become my surrogate father."


"I know you're right Jake. It will take awhile to get used to all of the
change. I guess I need to go home and see how mom and my brother are
doing. I need to be strong for them."


"Do you need me to go with you for moral support?"


"No I think I can handle it. I need to be alone with mom."


"Ok well I guess I will see you tomorrow morning."


We kissed and I squeezed him tight.


"I love you Zander."


"I love you Jake."


He left. I followed him to the living room. Bob got up out of the chair. He
and Zand hugged and held each other for a while. Nothing was said and
Zander left to walk home. I excused myself to my room to do my homework. I
worked till 11pm on a paper for english. When I finally stopped and went
out to get a bottle of water I saw that Bob and Jeremy had retired to their
room. I started wondering how it would be having him live with us. It would
take some time to use to it. I decided to head to bed. After brushing my
teeth and voiding my bladder I crawled into bed. I hope Zand is ok at home
with his mom.


Brent


My Thursday in late August started like any other. I went to school, went
to class, had lunch with friends, back to class. After the last class I was
off to the weight room. I had arranged to meet with my swim coach to do
weight training. I want to stay on top after my great summer
accomplishments. I was headed down a deserted hallway towards the gym. As I
was passing the restrooms Chad jumped out in front of me. To say I was
shocked was not doing it justice. As he said "What's up Faggot" I was
stopping to turn around something hard hit my in the back of my
head. Everything went dark.


As I awoke I realized that I was dreaming about Alan and Jake fighting over
me. They were dueling with their dicks. I think Jake would win whether he
was soft or hard. I was quickly pulled from my dream by the throbbing pain
in my head. Then I became aware of the cold concrete floor I was laying
on. My eyes were covered and I couldn't move my hands and arms. My hands
were tied behind my back and my back was not covered in the shirt I was
wearing. Actually I think I'm naked lying here. I started to get very
scared. I quickly pulled my knees to my chest to protect my body, my dick,
my balls. My feet were tied together. It felt like rope and it hurt.


"Look the Faggot's awake" I recognized Chad's voice.  "Look he trying to
protect his body. Can't do that." That was Jason's voice I knew that sack
of shit anywhere. Someone grabbed my feet and stretched my legs out
straight. Before I could react a shoe made a forceful blow into my gut. I
gasped for air as I yelped in pain. I wanted to curl up into a ball but
they wouldn't let me. Next a shoe stomped on my dick and balls. I screamed
out in pain and was interrupted by the last of my lunch hit the floor. I
heard another voice say "Fuck that's nasty." I didn't know his voice. I
heard some movement in the background and figured there were four attackers
in the room. Another kick to my stomach and then a blow to my face. I felt
a warmth cover my face and figured they had opened a cut somewhere below my
eye.


"Pick him up and hang him from that chain in the middle." That was Chad. He
was clearly the leader of this attack.


I was made to sand very roughly every inch of my body hurt and ached I
immediately fell back to the cold floor as my feet were tied. They picked
me back up and carried by my armpits to wherever the middle of the room
was. My arms were stretched up behind my back until my restraint was
attached to a chain. It was a very painful angle and it caused me to lean
forward. My shoulders felt like they would pop out of the socket. A knee
made contact with my growing. I cried out in pain. A voice appeared in my
ear.


"You piece of worthless shit faggot. You don't deserve to live. You will be
dead by morning you nasty faggot hole."


That was Chad's voice. Why did he hate me so much. I've never done anything
to him. Another knee to my growing caused me to contract and my head hit my
kickers chest. When I pulled away or he stepped away my blindfold slipped
down my nose I could see kind of. There in front of me was Jason. Behind
him was Scott Downs and Jerry Price. Three of Chad's lackys. They all three
look scared. Chad from somewhere behind me said "Man up pussy's he'll be
dead soon and even if he does survive he will never tell because he knows
we will kill him the next time. Jason's shoe made contact with my
stomach. As I was breathing through that pain I felt something cold brush
against my ass.


"No no no, please don't. I'll do anything." I started crying whimpering
"stop" and "no". Whatever it was pushing against my hole it was big and
hard and cold. It was pushed in dry with no lube. I cried out in pain as my
ass stretched to take the object. Something really hurt. I knew something
was wrong. I guessed it was blood that I felt running down my leg. He
started ramming the object into my ass as hard as he could. The pain was
like nothing I had ever felt before. I knew he had ripped or torn something
inside me. He continued to sodomize my ass until I blacked out from the
pain.


I was brought out of blackness by a sharp pain in my side. The pain filled
my entire body. I had been stabbed in the side with something sharp. No
doubt they thought that would eventually kill me. Probably from loss of
blood. My mind couldn't fight any more I wished for death, for the pain to
stop. I whispered "Let me die, make it stop."  A sharp pain pierced my
back. I whimpered some more. I couldn't scream out. I realized something
was tied around my throat. It made it hard to breathe. They were choking
me. Something hit my lower leg. The pain shot up my leg and I felt the bone
snap. It didn't matter anymore I would be dead soon. I started to think
about my family. Who would find my body, mutilated hanging here in a
garage. I could tell I was in a garage of some sort. My poor parents, they
shouldn't have to say goodby a child. Would I be missed at school? Would
the swim team miss me? I would never see my dog Snickers again. I would
never ride my horse Sam again. I would never see my grandparents
again. Would this destroy Alan? I know we just started seeing each other,
but I really liked him and I think he felt the same way.


I was snapped back to reality by the sharp pain in my growing. One of the
guys had slammed his foot into my testicles. It should have hurt worse, but
I was becoming numb to all the pain.


The voice at my ear said "I hope you rot in Hell faggot. You'll be dead
soon and we will be rid of your faggot filth."


An immense pain started shooting across my back. Something was being
dragged across the skin. The pain caused everything to go black. "This is
it."




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Mrs. Everett was waiting in the car at 4:30 for Brent to get done with
weight training. At 4:50 she decided to park and go in to look for
Brent. She made her way to the weight room. No one was there and the door
locked. Walking back to the pool she found Coach Walter in his office.


Knocking, "Coach Walter."


"Hi Kathy, what can I do for you?"


"Walter, I'm looking for Brent. Did you see where he went after training?"


"No I don't know where he is. He didn't show for training."


"That's odd he wasn't at home. I stopped there before coming to school."


"Maybe you miss him in between."


"Not likely. Well ok thanks, I'm going to walk around the school and then
head home. If you see or hear from him call me."


"Ok will do."


Kathy left the pool and walked the school corridors with no sign of
Brent. She decided to go home and inform her husband of the situation.


Several hours later after talking to her husband, daughter and calling all
of Brent's friends from school there was still no sign. Kathy even called
Alan after finding the number lying on Brent's desk. Alan was
clueless. Alan said he would start looking and would call the house if he
found anything out.


Finally at 11pm they couldn't take it any longer and called the Sheriff's
department. The Sheriff Mike Dunham knew the Everett's well. He had gone to
highschool with Kathy. They had been life long friends.


"Hi Mike please come in." Luke Everett said shaking the Sheriff's hand.


"Hi Luke how are you? Hi Kathy. Ok tell me what's going on?"


The Everett's told the Sheriff everything they could think of and remember
about the last thirty six hours. Nothing seemed out of the ordinary.


"Ok technically Brent can't be reported as missing for 24 hours. Since I
know you and know that Brent is a good kid I will start looking and have my
deputies join me. We will keep an out for him and his truck."


Kathy said "Thank you Mike. I'm so worried something has happened."


"Try not to worry Kathy we will find him."


Finally the Everett's retired for the night hoping to hear something about
their son. The Sheriff's department looked for Brent and his truck
throughout the night. Mike Dunham stayed on his shift that was to end at
midnight hoping to find a trace of Brent's whereabouts. At about 4:30 am
Jack Turner a Sheriff's Deputy spotted something shiny in a forested area
about a mile from the school. He pulled in to find a truck matching the
description of Brent's Ford pickup. He approached the truck with his gun
drawn prepared for anything. When he got to the cab it was empty. He opened
the door to find the keys in the ignition. No one was there not even a
body. This was a sign of foul play. Jack radioed his finding into base.


At 6am the Everett phone started ringing. Luke just starting to wake up
answered. Mike Dunham was on the other end. He relayed the night search
findings. Mike stated a deputy would be by in about an hour to take him to
id Brent's truck. Still no sign of Brent. He encouraged the Everett's to
remain hopeful.


At 7am a Sheriff's cruiser pulled up to the house to take Luke to the truck
which had not been moved. A detective had been assigned to the case and was
at the truck site at first light to look for clues to the boys
disappearance. Kathy Everett had decided to get a sub for the day and
instead go to her son's school. She hoped she could talk to his teachers
and school officials trying to figure something out. Luke Everett got to
the truck site and identified his son's Ford Ranger. He felt it creepy
being out here in the forest abandoned. He leaned against the tail gate and
broke down into tears. Not knowing anything was the worst part of
it. Seeing the truck parked here left him with a very uneasy feeling. Mike
Dunham put his hand on Luke's shoulder to console his friends breaking
heart.


"Luke I will do everything in my power to find you son."


"Thank you Mike."


As Kathy talked to people around school she learned nothing new about
Brent. She had entertained however painful thoughts that someone at school
could be responsible for Brent's disappearance. She asked Brent's teachers
to listen to chatter and see if any information was leaked as gossip. She
ended in the main office to talk with the Principal and Counselors.




It was about 10am as Tim Williams school maintenance man headed to to the
maintenance shed to get the mower. He wouldn't have to mow the school
grounds very many more times as fall was fast approaching. He unlocked the
garage door. The busted man door around the corner of the building went
unnoticed. He lifted the door over his head. The site before him caused him
to take a step back.


"Jesus fuck what happened here."


Before him was a teenage boy hung from the ceiling his back to the man. As
Tim moved closer he could make out something written on the boys back.


"Omg that's not written that's scratched into his skin."


He was staring at the work FAGGOT etched into the boy's back. He put his
finger on the boy's neck to see if there was a pulse. There was it was
faint. He looked around there was blood everywhere. He thought to himself
this boy was tortured. He quickly ran to the office about 60 yards told the
head secretary to all the paramedics. He had found a teenage boy in the
shed.


Kathy was in the Principal's office talking and overheard Tim say to the
Secretary the boys was alive barely. As the paramedics were dispatched and
call was put into Mike Dunham and told about the finding. He told Jack and
Luke to follow him to the school not telling what had been found. Mike was
worried how the scene would look. He knew the unidentified boy was in fact
Brent Everett, it had to be.


The sheriff cruisers raced down the country road arriving before the
paramedics. The men got out of the cars. Mike and Jack raced toward to open
garage door. Luke was close behind. When Jack saw the scene he was
instantly sick to his stomach. He turned to grab Luke to stop him from
seeing the whole mess. Luke tried to get by Jack and after two tries
collapsed to his knees and started to whale and hyperventilate. Jack held
Luke's shoulders to keep him away. It was too late Luke to clearly see his
son's naked limp naked body hanging from the ceiling of the shed. Just as
the town's EMS arrived Luke heard a scream. He turned to see his wife
running towards them. He stood just in time to grab Kathy. She broke down
at the sight of her son hanging there.


The sheriff and the paramedics worked together to free Brent's hands from
the chain. They could clearly see his left wrist was broken. They could
also see the broken leg. Brent's body was covered in blood. Several wounds
were bleeding. His ass and upper thighs were caked with dried blood. Mike
Dunham couldn't remember a more disturbing scene in his career. The
paramedics applied gauze and bandages to Brent's back wounds. Mike could
clearly see the word FAGGOT scratched into Brent's back. This is bad he
thought to himself. He looked out the garage door to the Everett's holding
each other about twenty feet away. Brent was completely comatose as he was
laid on the emergency stretcher. Once secured he was quickly rushed to the
ambulance. Kathy broke away from her husband and boarded the bus. Luke
tried to stop her. She said to not even try, she was going. Luke stopped
and agreed.


"I will get Marie out of class and we will be right behind you as soon as I
can get to one of our cars."


With the doors shut the ambulance sped out of the school parking lot
towards the regional hospital.


Well that is Chapter 16 this has been building for years. In 17 we will see
how Brent recovers. How the investigation proceeds. There will be last
scars on his life. This was a very hard chapter to write. I put it off for
quite a while not wanting to get into it. It was hard to put my beloved
character into this position. Look for 17 soon. Thanks for reading!