Date: Thu, 25 Oct 2007 20:16:24 +1000 (EST)
From: Dane Isaac <dane_isaac@yahoo.com.au>
Subject: Rian chapter 10

Hey guys! Im sooooo sorry this has taken forever and i really have no
excuse! Anyway let me know what you think! enjoy
Dane xx


Rian
Chapter 10


They sat on the beach for a while in silence. Curiosity soon got the
better of Rian.

"So what about you then? Since you've `divined' so much about me.
What's your story?"

Julian smiled. "I hardly got your story. But I will tell you a few
things. I have a boyfriend and he lives in Melbourne. Goes to uni at
Latrobe. We get to see each other every second weekend or so. He's name
is Takeshi and he's beautiful. My anime prince. Anyway. We've been
together for a year and a bit. So how about we long distance buddies if
both our boys are in the city."

Rian smiled wryly. "I wish I was there with Jake. We only got together
like a day before I left. I had a crush on him for ages but well^Å shit
happened. I just have to last out until I turn eighteen then I can go
back to him."

"Man, its Melbourne, not London. Get him to come visit you."

Rian flinched.  As if he could ever get away from long enough from his
grandparents. "No. I'll wait." He spoke with such finality that Julian
was surprised and determined to find out what was going on.

Julian dropped Rian off a couple of hours later. He was already late and
he knew the school would have called ahead and reported that he had not
attended the last few classes of the day.

He was right. The minute Rian shut the front door behind him several
things happened. Firstly Emily rushed out of the sitting room with a look
a pity on her face. "Rian you are in a lot of trouble. Your grandmother
is furious."

She couldn't say anything more because at that moment a loud screeching
voice yelled Rian's name.

"You better go."

Rian found his grandmother in the library. His grandfather hovering in
the background.

"I suppose you know that the school rang. So where were you?" She
demanded.

"I just went for a walk." Rian replied softly, head bent.

"Don't lie to me! Is it no wonder your father was driven mad? This
behaviour is not acceptable.  I will not tolerate it in my house. You are
as worthless as your father treated you! Disgusting perverted boy." She
was on a rant now and Rian felt as if every word she said was a physical
blow.

This is my family. This isn't meant to happen. Those thoughts reminded
him of the ones he had when he was with his parents. Why did his family
hate him? Anger and bitterness built up inside.

"My father is a bigoted arsehole who got off on beating up his son!
Isn't that perverted?" Rian yelled at her.

"How dare you speak of your father in that manner! In my day we got the
cane if we spoke so disrespectfully of our elders." She sounded
affronted.

"People should earn respect before it's given and that includes my
elders!" Rian could feel tears brimming and fought them away.

"Right. George get the cane and give him twenty lashings."

Half an hour later Rian lay on his stomach on the bed they had given him.
His tears had dried up and he felt exhausted. His bum ached and stung at
the same time. It felt red hot.
He just lay in silence until he fell asleep ignoring the grumbling of an
empty stomach.


All his new friends made comments about Rian's lack of usual get up and
his apparent reluctance and pain when he sat down. The boys started
joking that he had found some new toy boy when the deeply sad look in
Rian's eyes stopped them. After that they treated him like fragile
glass.

Rian didn't care. He felt himself slipping back into the state he had
been a while ago.


Rian was quite shocked to see Julian turn up on his grandparent's
doorstep Saturday morning.

"Shit! What are you doing here?" Rian glanced back into the house to
see Emily give him a warning look.

"Rian? Who's at the door?" A loud and demanding voice came from the
sitting room.

Rian winced. He looked despairingly at Emily who shook her head no.
Julian was frowning.

"Seventh Day Adventists, Grandma." Rian replied while looking
apologetically at Julian.

"Don't you dare call me that! Get rid of them."

Rian mouthed sorry at Julian's hurt face. "I'll talk to you at school
on Monday." He whispered shutting the door.

"Rian! A word!" The commanding voice spoke again.

Rian sighed heavily. Emily gave him a sympathetic squeeze on his shoulder
on his way past.

"Yes grandma?" He got a small pleasure out of seeing her grimace.

"I've told you. Do not call me that."

"Sorry." Rian lied, secretly smiling.

"I see you have stopped wearing that ridiculous get up. You may eat
dinner with us tonight." Rian gave a half smile and left when she waved
a dismissive hand at him.

Rian was feeling desperate to talk with Jake that night. After dinner he
snuck out of the house and went on quite a long hike to find a public
phone.

Waiting for an answer took ages and he nearly hung up a few times,
looking around himself as he expected his grandparents to jump out of the
darkness with their cane.

A woman answered and for some reason Rian panicked. He managed to hang
onto the phone and willed his heart to slow down.

"May I speak with Jake please?" Rian asked quietly.

"Sure honey. Is this Rian? How are you? Jake's been a right old sad
sack since you left. Moping around and spending ages writing emails."
She rambled on for a bit until Rian heard Jake shout exasperatedly at his
mum.

Finally he heard that voice.

"Hey Rian."

"Hey." Rian whispered back.

"What's wrong?" Jake was immediately on guard.

"No, nothing. I just wanted to talk to you." Rian answered then added
as if an after thought. "And make sure you haven't hooked up with some
cute boy."

Jake laughed softly. "No. Just wishing you could come back here and
everything could be great."

They chatted for a while and Jake filled Rian in on school gossip and
Rian told Jake about Julian and his new friends.

Rian soon realized how late it was soon after and had to end the call.
Walking back to the house took ages but Rian felt warmed inside from his
talk with Jake. The warmth soon left when he opened the door to find to
foreboding figures waiting for him in the foyer.