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Paper Walls - 4. Chapter 4

*Shawn*

"How old is your brother?" Coach asks.

"He's thirteen, sir," I tell him, looking over at Ryder, whose brows furrow.

"Does he play ball?" Coach asks.

"No sir, he doesn’t," I tell him.

"I thought you had a little brother," Ryder says.

"He is my little brother."

"But you said you have to watch him," Ryder presses.

I sigh, "I do."

"Is he, like, special or something?"

Coach reaches over and pops Ryder in the head, "Shut up Ryder. What's the deal, Shawn?"

"Coach, I do look after him. My mom just isn't the best provider, I guess you could say," I tell him.

 

“What exactly does that mean?” Coach asks.

“Just normally, she isn’t home a lot,” I tell him.

I tell Coach how to get to the park, and we pull up. I am out the door before the SUV is even parked. I see Dylan, and I notice the red mark on his face and the busted lip. "What happened?"

"Mom....has a new boyfriend... or something," he says, whispering.

I pull him into a hug. He has dirty blonde hair that's slowly turning brown, and light green eyes. He is slim with natural muscles.

"How you doing?" Coach asks, approaching us.

"He's ok," I say, looking from Coach to Dylan.

"I'm Coach Kessler, you can call me Coach K." he says, extending his hand to Dylan.

Dylan hesitates, looking at his hand. I give him a look, and he takes it finally. "Dylan."

"Pretty nasty cut on your lip," Coach says.

Dylan touches his lip and winces. “I didn’t notice,” he says quietly.

"Thanks for the lift, Coach. Our house isn't too far from here. I will take him home," I tell him.

"No, come on, get in. I already had Ryder call Mrs. Kessler, and she will be home making dinner for us. She just happened to have another steak available. You hungry, Dylan?"

Dylan looks to me, and I avoid his gaze. I know, no matter what, Coach is going to make us go. As if on cue, Dylan’s stomach growls, and he looks down. Coach lets out a laugh. “Come on, boys.”

We get into the SUV. Ryder has moved to the front seat, and he turns around. "Hey, dude."

Dylan's eyes go wide, "You’re Ryder Kessler!"

"Yeah, that's me," he says.

"You're like, really good at football," he says again.

"Thanks man, so, do you play?"

He shakes his head, “No, but I love football. I am just not any good at it.”

"Why not?" Coach asks.

"Just not that good at it, sir. Plus, I really want to focus on my art, and hopefully get into a good art school."

"You’re an artist, huh?" Coach asks, looking in the review mirror.

"I don't know about that. I just like to draw a lot. I mean, I love to draw but I guess I do it at the wrong times like when the teacher is talking in class.

"I would like to see some of it one day," Coach says.

"Really?" Dylan asks, more animated.

"Yes, I actually like art a lot. Have you ever been to an art show?"

"I almost went for my birthday, but Mom..." I elbow him in the ribs and he winces and lets a little yelp out.

"You okay?" Ryder asks, looking back at Dylan, whose face has gotten a little pale.

He nods his head, "Just got a cramp," he breathes out.

We finally get to Coach's house. "I am going to show him the bathroom and look at his lip," I tell Coach.

"Okay, I will send Mrs. K in, so she can check his lip, and was it his ankle you said?" Coach asks.

"My ankle is fine," Dylan says.

"Ahh, okay, maybe I just misheard," Coach says.

I pull Dylan into the closest bathroom and shut the door. "Let me see," I tell him.

He pulls up his shirt, and I can see the angry dark purple bruises along his ribs. I reach out and touch them, and he yelps. "How did this happen?"

I was drawing and he tripped over my feet and he kicked me so hard. He had steel toe boots on. He was kicking the shit out of me, so I caught his foot and tripped him, and that’s when he kicked me in the face."

"You called me after that?"

He shakes his head. "No, I shut myself in our room. Until they left."

"When did this happen?"

"Maybe two hours ago."

We hear a knock at the door, and he lets his shirt down, "You know you can't say anything about Mom."

"Ok," he says, but I’m not convinced.

The door opens and Mrs. K comes in. "Hey, you must be Dylan."

"Hi," he says shyly. Unlike me, Dylan is really shy around anyone but me.

*Ryder*

"He’s adorable," I say.

My dad chuckles. "Don’t tell me you want a little brother now?"

"No! I like being the only child, actually.”

"I think I need to get to know Shawn a little better. Something isn’t matching up. Their stories are different."

I look at him, confused. “How so?”

“Remember, Shawn said it was his ankle that Dylan messed up skateboarding?”

“Yes, sir.”

“Well, I don’t think that’s true. That boy doesn’t even have a skateboard,” my dad says.

“Yeah you might be right.” I tell him walking out

I text Jeremy and let him know how much has changed in a few short hours. I see my mom come in the kitchen and she gives me a small hug, “Hey sweetie.”

"Hey Mom."

"How's your chest?"

"It's ok, sore. How is his lip?" I ask.

"Not so bad. Something is off with it. Theirstories don't match up," she says.

"That's what Dad said, as well. Where are they?"

"Honey, maybe it's best if you don't get too involved in what's going on with them," she says.

"What do you mean?"

"Honey, what do you really know about them?"

"Nothing. I mean, I know Shawn is the QB and a pretty ok person. I just met Dylan, and I mean, he is...oh..."

"Look honey, I know you are lonely and you want friends and a love interest, but you don't know much about them at all. Get to know them. Getto know him."

Shawn comes in with Dylan. "Thanks, Mrs. K, for helping Dylan."

"Anytime, so are y’all getting hungry? I know Coach is back at the grill, about to fire it up for the steaks.”

"Yes ma’am! Do you think Coach would mind if I go out there with him?" Shawn asks.

"I am sure he would enjoy having someone take an interest in grilling," she says, shooting me a glance.

I put my phone down. "Not my fault I don't like to grill. I burn everything I try to cook."

This gets Dylan to laugh. I smile at him, and he blushes and looks away. Shawn goes out the back door, and Dylan continues to just stand there. "Have a seat," I tell him.

He takes a seat next to me. I can feel how uncomfortable he is, “So, what do you like to draw?" I ask.

He blushes a little, but doesn't meet my eyes. "I can draw some animals, I do some portraits, and I can paint, as well."

"Cool, you think you could show me some?" I ask.

"Yeah...maybe sometime, I guess. I mean, I am not that good," he tells me, not looking at me.

I can't help but smile that he is being shy, "Do you have any on your phone or something?" I press.

He shifts in his seat. "No. I don't."

I look over, and my mom gives me that look to let it go. "So, Dylan, what grade are you in?" my mom asks.

"I will be in eighth grade this year," he says.

"That’s cool," I tell him.

"Are you getting good grades in school?" my mom asks, still milling around the kitchen.

"I pass my classes if that’s what you mean."

"Yes, do you have any problems with school?"

He shakes his head, “No, but I was telling Coach I get in trouble ‘cause I like to draw when the teachers are teaching,” he says.

"Well, you need to pay attention, unless it’s history. Then, its ok to draw,” she says, laughing.

I finally get a text back from Jeremy. “Mom, Jeremy says hi!”

“Tell that goof ball I miss him!”

“Who’s Jeremy?” Dylan asks.

“He was my best friend back home.”

“Oh, well, I want to go see what my brother is doing,” he says.

I look at Mom as Dylan walks away. “He’s an interesting kid.”

“And you weren’t, sweetheart?”

“You loved it, Mom!”

Sorry this chapter is so short! This one and chapter 5 are on the shorter side, but they get a ton longer after that I hope everyone is enjoying the story!
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Hmmm, is there something brewing? Is Ryder starting to understand that there is a cure for loneliness? Who is this Jeremy and how does he fit into this group? What does Coack K and his wife see behind the curtan that Shawn and Dylan have put up? Friendships seem to be growing. Love might be in the air. Friends and gaurdians seem to be at hand to help those who need it the most. Where will this lead? Wonderful story. Great writing style and outstanding development of characters and plot. Great work KD, keep it up and looking forward to more.
Rob
I am a little ahead as I have followed from the start on the other site. With this in mind I will not be the spoiler here :). Look forward to more GREAT chapters.

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On 11/11/2016 04:02 AM, wenmale64 said:

Hmmm, is there something brewing? Is Ryder starting to understand that there is a cure for loneliness? Who is this Jeremy and how does he fit into this group? What does Coack K and his wife see behind the curtan that Shawn and Dylan have put up? Friendships seem to be growing. Love might be in the air. Friends and gaurdians seem to be at hand to help those who need it the most. Where will this lead? Wonderful story. Great writing style and outstanding development of characters and plot. Great work KD, keep it up and looking forward to more.

Rob

I am a little ahead as I have followed from the start on the other site. With this in mind I will not be the spoiler here :). Look forward to more GREAT chapters.

Thank you! I think we will always find out who Jeremy is soon enough! Thank you for always reading and being a huge supporter!

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My guess is that Dylan will let their secret slip. At 13, he's young enough to make mistakes, though if this is a common occurrence, he may have developed the skills to stay silent. We'll have to wait and see, but I'm betting on Coach K and Mrs. K being able to find out the truth :) Shawn and Dylan have already made a mistake with inconsistent stories. It's just a matter of time now, in my opinion :D

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Abuse victims typically try to hide the signs of their abuse out of embarrassment, fear that authorities will split up the family, or that the inevitable investigations will trigger even harsher treatment from their abusers. They often coerce others into their conspiracy of silence ("You can't tell anybody about this").

 

Inconclusive or incomplete investigations teach victims not to trust authorities to do what they promise. There aren't enough resources to help victims even if the authorities find the allegations to be true.

 

And if the abuse victims try to escape on their own, homeless shelters are already overwhelmed and are not setup to deal with the special problems they face. Most shelters will not house teenaged boys, especially if they are not with a parent. Few, if any, men's shelters allow children. Some women's shelters allow boys under the age of 12.

 

If you need social services of any kind in the SF Bay Area, call 211. They can refer you to the services that are available. Bay Area 211 is funded by the United Way. Other regions may have similar programs.

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This is such a good story. I'm enjoying re-reading it here. It makes my heart hurt to think Dylan is being hurt and abused. Such a sad life.

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On 11/11/2016 12:53 PM, Graeme said:

My guess is that Dylan will let their secret slip. At 13, he's young enough to make mistakes, though if this is a common occurrence, he may have developed the skills to stay silent. We'll have to wait and see, but I'm betting on Coach K and Mrs. K being able to find out the truth :) Shawn and Dylan have already made a mistake with inconsistent stories. It's just a matter of time now, in my opinion :D

Coach and his wife are not fools. It's hard to keep a secret so young. Time will tell!

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On 11/11/2016 02:03 PM, Okiegrad said:

This is such a good story. I'm enjoying re-reading it here. It makes my heart hurt to think Dylan is being hurt and abused. Such a sad life.

Thank you!!! For the continued support!

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On 11/11/2016 01:48 PM, droughtquake said:

Abuse victims typically try to hide the signs of their abuse out of embarrassment, fear that authorities will split up the family, or that the inevitable investigations will trigger even harsher treatment from their abusers. They often coerce others into their conspiracy of silence ("You can't tell anybody about this").

 

Inconclusive or incomplete investigations teach victims not to trust authorities to do what they promise. There aren't enough resources to help victims even if the authorities find the allegations to be true.

 

And if the abuse victims try to escape on their own, homeless shelters are already overwhelmed and are not setup to deal with the special problems they face. Most shelters will not house teenaged boys, especially if they are not with a parent. Few, if any, men's shelters allow children. Some women's shelters allow boys under the age of 12.

 

If you need social services of any kind in the SF Bay Area, call 211. They can refer you to the services that are available. Bay Area 211 is funded by the United Way. Other regions may have similar programs.

Hey! Thank you for all this useful info! Really good stuff to learn!

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On 11/12/2016 05:27 AM, Parker Owens said:

I am enjoying this story to this point. I am looking forward to seeing how you develop it further.

Thank you so much!

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More good writing, and I like Dylan. Hearing about the abuse is hard, but I'll bet Shawn is a great big brother. Can't wait for more. Jeff

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On 11/13/2016 09:04 AM, JeffreyL said:

More good writing, and I like Dylan. Hearing about the abuse is hard, but I'll bet Shawn is a great big brother. Can't wait for more. Jeff

Thank you!!

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Great chapter, full of heart and soul mixed with the foreboding of child abuse — an unpleasant, but all too real subject we all need to be aware of. I can only hope the cowardly SOB who mercilessly kicked Dylan gets what he deserves. Really enjoying this story. Thanks for all your effort and talent @KD_stories — and thanks for posting.

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