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The Boot - Three Years On - 12. Chapter 12
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There is mention of abuse in this chapter but it does not go into any detail. If this may affect or upset you please read with caution.
It was Monday morning and JJ lay in his hospital bed with a floating feeling that comes with still being half asleep. Today he would find out if he was going to be discharged and he knew the social worker would be there to pick him up but that was not what JJ was thinking about, he was thinking about the boy he loved. Danny had spent most of the weekend visiting, sometimes left alone they sneaked a few kisses and cuddles before Kate and Steve returned, usually carrying soft drinks or hot chocolate and other treats. JJ liked them and wished that he too could live with the couple that Danny was now freely calling Mum and Dad, he was happy for Danny but a bit jealous too wanting that for himself.
He was half dreaming about it when he heard the door open followed by footsteps, he could recognise those footsteps anywhere the faltering sound of a slight limp gave him away. JJ’s eyes opened with fear as he felt a hand on his shoulder then the blanket being lifted, as he tried to sit up in the bed he was pushed back down by a firm hand sliding under his pyjama top.
“You had better get used to it you’ll be back with us again soon, it’s a shame your pretty boyfriend won’t be there I’d enjoy having both of you.” The sound of the gravely voice filled JJ’s ears as he stared into Mr P’s sneering grey eyes. Mr Graham Peterson, or Mr P as the boy’s knew him, was one of the Key Workers at the children’s home.
JJ froze and went pale breaking out into a cold sweat as he felt the hand moving over his chest. Just as the hand was sliding over his stomach towards his pyjama bottoms the door opened and an orderly came in with breakfast. Shocked at what she was seeing and horrified at where it could lead. The look of fear on JJ’s face was enough for her to react, she threw the breakfast tray at the man and shouted for the nurses to call security.
Mr P was angry at being challenged and feared what would happen at being discovered like this, he would probably lose his job and be sent to prison so he ran out of the door pushing the orderly over in the process.
As he ran down the ward corridor the orderly followed him with blood running from a head wound, “Stop that filthy bastard he was just molesting a patient.”
A hospital porter had just entered the ward pushing a wheelchair, hearing the commotion, and seeing the man rushing towards him pushed the wheelchair into his legs knocking him over then jumped on his back. A few moments later two security guards arrived at the ward, hearing what had happened they took control and radioed their control requesting police back-up.
Two nurses went to look after JJ, a doctor was called to check him over as a matter of urgency. Curled in a ball JJ was on his bed crying, every attempt to go near him resulted in high pitched screams and shouting. Once again JJ felt dirty, in his mind he could still feel hands all over his body, he started rocking, in his mind everyone had the same face as Mr P and he needed to escape but didn’t feel like he could. Just as the doctor arrived, JJ passed out it was more than he could handle.
When JJ regained consciousness, the doctor examined him as best he could and prescribed a sedative due his agitated condition. When the nurses told him what had happened the doctor let the sedative take effect then conducted an intimate examination of JJ in the presence of the nurses. JJ was passed as physically fit, but he noted that there appeared to be signs of previous sexual abuse. This was reported to the police on their arrival.
JJ’s social worker, Kate and Steve arrived as the police were handcuffing Graham Peterson and heard him being read his rights. “Graham Peterson I am placing under arrest on suspicion of molesting a minor. You do not have to say anything. But, it may harm your defence if you do not mention when questioned something which you later rely on in court. Anything you do say may be given in evidence. Do you understand your rights as they have been explained?”
“Fuck off you bastards, I’ve done nothing.” Was the reply.
“Graham what’s going on? Why are you being arrested?” JJ’s social worker couldn’t believe what she was seeing.
One of the policemen spoke up. “I’m sorry but you can’t speak with the prisoner unless you are his legal representative. Can I ask what your connection is with this man?”
“I’m Ruth Sayer. I’m a social worker for the city, Graham is a member of staff in one of our children’s homes.”
“Ms Sayer, I suggest that you contact the home and let them know that he will not be in work for some time if at all, at least until we have concluded our investigations. We will be taking him to Longsight Police Station.” The policemen then took Mr P away.
After the doctor explained what had happened and recommended JJ see a Child Psychologist who specialises in child abuse, Kate, Steve and the social worker went to see JJ. They were all upset to see JJ sedated and upset, he begged them to let him see Danny. All he wanted was to see Danny, or as he said it, he needed to see Danny.
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Beccy and Jim were elated, they had been to view a house that morning and now they were leaving the Housing Association office with the keys to their new home. It wasn’t grand but to them it was a palace, they had been allocated a small three bedroomed terraced house in Denton as a starter home.
They needed to arrange for furniture before they could move in, but they could only think of bringing up their baby in their own home and hoped that their friends would be happy for them. They planned on visiting The Boot that night to share their good news.
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Ian arrived home in a sullen mood after work, he had a lot on his mind. Kevin was in the kitchen preparing their evening meal with The Major’s help, gammon with broccoli, cauliflower, potatoes and The Major’s home-made cheese sauce. The smell of the gammon cooking was the first thing that greeted Ian as he opened the door, it would usually bring a smile to his face as it is one of his favourites but not tonight. The Major was the first to notice Ian’s mood and signalled to Kevin to go speak with his partner.
“Hey babe what’s up, are you okay, you’re not feeling ill are you?” Kevin was concerned as this wasn’t like his man, he was usually the happy one, the one who made everyone smile and laugh.
“I’m fine, just leave me alone and go do your thing in the kitchen will you.” Ian was irritable and it showed.
“No, you’re not ‘fine’ something’s upset you what’s the matter?” Kevin didn’t like the way Ian was or the way he was speaking but tried to stay calm.
“I am fine I told you, what part of I am fine don’t you understand? Now leave me alone and go do your thing in the kitchen, it’s my problem and I’ll sort it.” Ian was starting to raise his voice and his frustration was turning to anger.
“You’re not fine so don’t try to tell me different and don’t dare to tell me to do ‘my thing’ in the kitchen, it’s ‘our’ kitchen and ‘our’ thing! Now if there’s a problem it’s ‘our’ problem and ‘we’ will sort it, now tell me what’s wrong.” Kevin was upset and by now was shouting.
“NO!” Ian was defiant.
“SHUT UP BOTH OF YOU.” The Major had remained in the kitchen until voices got raised, both young men sat down, mouths open in shock. “Good now listen to me, I promised myself that I wouldn’t get involved in any of your disagreements and I’m not going to break that promise but I’m going to say this and that will be the end of it. Ian whatever it is that has upset you, you shouldn’t take it out on Kevin you should talk to him about it. Kevin, I know that you mean well but sometimes you must have patience and wait, don’t push or you can escalate a problem. Now if my being here is a part of that problem tell me and I’ll go.” With that The Major went to his room slamming the door behind him, he was devastated, he was in the way and he’d let them down. Quietly he packed his bags only taking what he could carry and unknown to the lads crept out through the front door.
Kevin was in shock and Ian was in tears.
“I’m sorry, I shouldn’t have pushed things.” Kevin put his hand on Ian’s back to comfort him.
“No, I should be sorry, Pop’s right I shouldn’t have taken thing’s out on you, it’s not your fault that Manny is thinking about retiring when I finish my apprenticeship. I’m just scared that I’ll end up out of work and we’ll lose everything again.” Ian fell into Kevin’s arms and felt the comfort.
“We’ll sort things out, I’m sure we can and don’t forget we have friends now so if we need any advice, we can go to them, and Pop, let’s not forget Pop.” Kevin kissed his man and smiled. “Now let’s go apologise to him, he’s probably pissed at the way we both behaved.”
They stood and walked hand in hand to The Major’s room.
Ian knocked lightly on the door. “Pop”
There was no answer.
He knocked again. “Pop can we talk with you please?”
Still no answer.
Kevin knocked. “Pop please speak to us, we’re sorry we upset you, please come out.”
When there was still no answer, they were worried, Kevin slowly and carefully opened the door. There was no sign of The Major, drawers had been left open, they were empty, the photos from the desk were missing. Then it dawned on them, The Major had left.
Ian started crying, “He’s gone and it’s my fault, I’ve got to find him.”
“Stop, okay he’s gone but it’s not your fault. If anything, it’s ‘our’ fault and we will find him. First stop has to be The Boot, we need help.” Kevin took charge, Ian listened and let him.
Beccy and Jim have something to look forward to, no matter how humble home is always home.
Where has The Major gone? Let's hope he get's found.
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I have written this without the aid of a beta reader or editor as that is how I have chosen to do it so any errors are all mine, if you spot any let me know and i'll try to put them right as soon as I can.
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