Tangled Hearts Scene 1 Part 1

Chapter 256

Tangled Hearts Scene 1

Part 1

The moment of mayhem came the second Dad ended the prayer as everyone started rushing to get ready, I looked at my watch telling me it was barely little after 5 am we had only gotten a 1 and half of sleep which was more of a catnap then anything else being woken up around 3:30 in the morning when the alarm went off waking us.

My adoptive Mom included had added to the mayhem as she yelled at Terry and Jessie that she wanted to make sure the clothes she had bought them or had found among all the boys on our mountain fit them well enough until she could get them inside a clothing store personally. They each were still wearing borrowed shoes that we had on hand, but I wasn’t going to need them for gym class this week with everything going on. Today Terry chose a shirt with Death Leopards band on it. Mom didn’t care for Kiss and how they looked; even some of their music was too much for her to take.

Dad quickly made sure we stayed on schedule telling my mother that they would swing by the hospital and pick her up on the way to the Provo Utah Airport around 8:30ish. Everyone else was either going to the Salt Lake Airport, being as not everyone could fit on Stringum’s private plane and not everyone was going, like the kids that were under high school age that still had school to attend. Plus they had to stay home to paint their pumpkins for Friday night and work on their homemade costumes.

The only reason my new younger brothers were going with us because Mom and Dad hadn’t registered them and need to buy them all school clothes and finish gathering their paperwork including getting their birth certificates and social security numbers. Everything was working towards getting everyone in school by the following Monday.

Mr. Tate showed up while I was taking Sparky for a nice long walk so he could his doggy business before I took him over to the Earls for the day, so he wouldn’t be in the way of the work crew that Stringum had hired to install surveillance cameras in preparation of Shawn’s visit. Dad was only aware of some of the cameras, but not all them, as we had agreed that it was better not to inform him or anyone in regards to why we didn’t trust Mom and Dad fully on the subject of Shawn.

None of us were fool enough to believe Shawn in this change of heart and how truly sorry he was. It was all lies, and we had proof, but even at best most of it was hearsay, well except Jeff stating clearly that it was indeed a lie and very well laid trap by those that wanted to destroy us for what we are doing. Our inside players we working overtime to disprove that we aren’t responsible for their decline in recent membership. We have placed close to 30 people in prison or waiting to be tried, and less then half have taken their own lives in the name of their Demon God.

Dad was right we were indeed living in dark times were we need spiritual help, to avoided getting trapped inside that everlasting darkness; which was why Jeff was suggesting that Mom and Dad get them and us back on track to where we prayed as family and had family devotional; stating that what we do as family mattered even though I didn’t believe in the church itself.  In fact, I was the biggest non-believer because of how the church had treated me in the past.

We boys only packed the things we would need like homework we need to finish while weren’t in school. Mom made sure that we wouldn’t fall behind even though we had a busy week ahead of us. She gave a low growl when Mr. Tate came into the house as she looked down at his muddy shoes standing in the entryway as she pointed her finger towards the door telling him there was no way in hell he was going come in her house with those shoes, she didn’t care how long they were staying she wasn’t about to let him in with them on.

He politely apologized and stepped out onto the porch and removed them as Mom told me to make sure I had everything that we were leaving in 10 minutes. I quickly took Sparky over to the Earls and handed him over to Mrs. Earl who was waiting with doggie treat of leftovers of last night and this morning breakfast that he had completely forgotten all about me as he woofed them down in three big bites.

Yes, he was indeed spoiled as she closed the door with Greg and Chad giving their Mom a quick kiss goodbye and got on the bus with the rest of my friends that were coming with us to the shoot. I rode along with Landon, Stringum and Mom and Dad with Terry and his brother Jessie, as well as the rest of my brothers. Landon had just made it back after taking my mother to the hospital. I questioned how many speeding tickets he must have gotten on the way to and from our house.

I still had a part to play being the rich kid and the now one of the stars of the new film Tangled Hearts. It wouldn’t look good if me and all my brothers simply arrived anywhere with Mr. Tate and his people without stepping out of a limo inexpensive clothing. Mom made us keep those clothes special so when it mattered we would look the part. It bothered me that I wore a hundred dollar jeans and 50 dollar T-shirt when I could be happy just wearing everyday jeans and t-shirt that most kids my age wear… but Stringum insisted that we looked the part of millionaires not knowing who the spies are that were working for Mr. Tate.

I hated playing the rich kid because separated me from the crowd. Yet I also liked it when the girls at my school noticed me a caught their eye as well as the popular crowd of boys that also find me very attractive, not in a gay way. Just someone they wanted to get to know better. Not knowing if they were evolved with the satanic church, it was the not knowing I hated the most because I couldn’t trust them to rat me out; today though had nothing to do with the satanic church. It was all about adding another nail to Mr. Tate’s coffin and in hopes of bringing him down and his clients.

Chef Phillips said to Mr. Tate as he rolled down the window to make sure I and the boys were back by 3 pm at the latest so we can work on Friday’s event. Getting a low growl that sad he was sick of him ordering him around, said. “They will be back when I say, not when you dictate when you would like them back. Must I remind you, sir, that if I do not get what I need we are all going to end up dead.”

Chef Phillips growled back. “You sir are the one that made that deal with those loan sharks. These boys and their parents did not. So it is you that they will be coming after first, not us for we have given you plenty of time to do your damn job. It is my damn job to make sure that Friday’s event goes off without a hitch, and I am a charge of making damn sure that you’re so-called party with those sharks that will kill without something to show for the money they have given you. That everything goes off as planned. And to do that I need these boys back on time.”

Mr. Tate rolled up the window and told Landon to drive. Leaving everyone in the dust as we quickly peeled out onto the road. Causing Mr. Tate to bump his head on the window glass for not buckling in, mumbled several curse words then growled and Dad. “Are we going to have a problem with Terry performing today, or do I need to do what should have been done weeks ago?”

Dad said. “Why? For as I am concern Terry being able to perform is not in today’s script. You only stated that is to be Nate’s replacement if worse comes to worst, and to have him available if that happens. And far as I know Nate’s here and so Terry is only filling in if need be. Mr. Tate, we gave you our word that Terry will be ready to perform when he needs too and not before.”

Terry and I were told not to say anything in regards that we have prepared him. We wanted Mr. Tate to sweat and we need him angered so he would make a mistake. Mr. Tate opened his briefcase and reached in pulling out a large binder, and tossed it into Dads lap, said. “Terry will be performing today; I have added a few scenes that will be part of today’s filming. Note where our school teacher is hiding the fact he likes young boys. Terry is a young boy the kind the Mary’s like. I have included his brother Jessie with several of the boys his age as well in similar scenes. That will really make this film pop with dollar signs.”

Dad thumb through the pages and his face showed no expression, he said. “I see, so either we do it and prove that our word is gold or you make us look foolish.”

Mr. Tate shrugged his shoulders. “Just a little proof, is all I am asking before I send Terry and his brother out to meet our loan sharks on Saturday as they line our pockets with gold. I won’t back down from this matter Mr. Carrion. You know as well as I do if that event doesn’t go off without hitch. We are all dead; I purchased these boys with the intention to make me flush again. I never intended to leave empty-handed if you are planning to buy me out on Saturday and hang me out to dry. You should know I have spoken with my backers and they want proof of your word before they are willing to invest a single dime into our film making business.

“They want proof before they even come to our little gathering on Saturday and have withdrawn their money until you Mr. Carrion and you Mr. Stringum can provide the proof they need. Many of them will be viewing our premier today. They were not satisfied with your little demo yesterday. That they stated it was clearly faked, unreal in regards if many of the boys were actually having sex including you your self. Even you Mr. Carrion they were unconvinced that you even participated. So today’s shoot will include micro camera shots, and if we find that it is indeed a fake, we will be the ones buying you out stating you have voided your side of the contract.

“The second proof will be provided at the party of course when they themselves handle the merchandise they have purchased at the auction. So yes Mr. Carrion it is very important right now to tell me if Terry is ready to perform so I can do what must be done for the good of all of us. Even if that includes me and buddies sampling the goods they are purchasing when and where they would like them to be available, even if it cuts into your damn party on Friday.

“I am a businessman and I have given my word that these boys I am providing for entertainment purposes will be ready to perform when called on. So I ask you again Mr. Carrion do we have a problem so I can fix it before we arrive at the filming location in a couple of hours?”

Dad gave Terry and his brother a look that said. He was up against the wall, Dad nodded said. “I gave you my word Mr. Tate. My son Nate gave you his word, and Terry gave you his that he would be ready to perform at a moments notice. I told you not to ever ask me again about this matter; however since you took it upon yourself to add more scenes just to gain your so-called proof. You left me looking like a fool, hoping to end this game of cat and mouse. Terry is my son, and I have prepared him myself as you have asked me to do. However, it is up to him if he wants to perform when you only asked him to be ready by Saturday. It’s up to him if he wants to today.

“I could give rat’s a*s about your friends that want to see these boys degrade themselves so you and they can get what you want. These boys we have purchased from you, we do not consider them as some sort of purchases that you can buy and sell at the market. These boys are now part of my family and as their father, I will do whatever it takes to make sure that you respect them as such. Or I will dump you off and call your backers and tell them you could not provide your so-called merchandise because you keep changing the deal without a moments notice; if you do so ever again Mr. Tate. You will be fired and I will find someone else to direct our movies. Then if anyone comes near my sons I will shot them on sight. If you haven’t noticed as you were driving up here I have the means to do it.

“Right now while we are gone you might have noticed the new surveillance system we are installing on our mountain in case your so-called buddies you send after us try to gain access to our boys. My men have been ordered not to let anyone through without my permission. If they want to sneak in I warn you they will shoot first and ask questions later. Right now they have been nice enough too let you come and go as you please. One word from any of us on this mountain and that will end before we even approach the next gate, so don’t you dare threaten me and my family again Mr. Tate.” Dad said it as calm as a cucumber and it was taken that if you mess with me your dead.

It wasn’t until we arrived at the hotel where Jenny and Tony were staying with some of our men that were watching over Terry’s and Jessie sister Loren. That Mr. Tate grew angry asking why we were stopping. Dad said in a scary calm voice. “To pick up the rest of my family. Perhaps if you recall Terry and Jessie’s sister Loren who you sold to a man who as a repetition of having local young girls; he was more then willing to sell her to me. And I made the arrangements that not only satisfied me and my family but his as well.

“Sad to say he was killed; by his own clients for not being able to provide the girls he promised them. Considering he fell on hard times had only recently sold them to another client of mine in hopes to pay off his debts. My client that bought them had a better rep then his.

“I too am a businessman, the guy was unreliable and he treated his merchandise as nothing more than garbage; whereas my client runs a nice little brothel that provides the girls with nice education and health benefits. He was more than happy to give Loren to me as a gift after we came to an arrangement that we would both would make ten times the profits than what her current employer was offering.

“Loren will not be performing anymore and is retiring from the business entirely and is seeking to employment with my wife and as one of our sales clerks down on at her store in town, once she gets her high school diploma of course and will be working towards getting a college degree in nursing. In the meantime, my wife and I have adopted her as one of our daughters.”

Dad smiled like a cat with all the cream as Mr. Tate looked out the window seeing Loren wearing nice black and white checkered skirt and high top basketball boy’s sneakers she was a little taller than Terry. Her long blond hair was tied in a long ponytail just below her shoulders.  She was wearing a dark blue coat that wrapped around her at knee length with big black buttons down the front in two rows. Around her neck was a blue woolen scarf, and matching cap on her head as she pulled a little pink suitcase with a hello kitten on the front and on the back.

Terry's eyes watered seeing his long lost sister as she walked near the limo with Jenny and Tony not far behind her. So she could have her grand entrance as Terry and his brother leaped out of the limo and rushed her as she squealed with delight and started crying as they hugged each other.

Mr. Tate stayed in the limo pissed and angry enough to bit the heads off penny nails. Watching us get out and join them so Terry and Jessie could introduce her to her new family. She looked amazing, she looked older than 16, but then life makes you old by the things it throws at you. Mr. Tate said leaning out of the car window. “We don’t have all day sit here and loll gagging, more so if you want to be back on time. Must I remind we must be on the plane and Arizona by 9 am so we can be ready to shoot by 11 am sharp?”

Dad said. “Mr. Tate we will start when I say we will start, I promise you that everything will be ready by the time we get there. I already sent the crew to start filming the morning mayhem scene so we could have the morning light, plus our makeup crew will meet us at the airport so while we are flying to our location they can do the boys makeup. And I have given my word to Nate’s mother that we wouldn’t leave without her, setting our departure time at 8:00 am sharp.”

Mr. Tate growled angrily, but Dad gave him back some his own medicine stating you can change things without my permission attitude, but he did consider that we should be on our way as he hurried us along handing Landon her suitcase and adding it to our backpack in the trunk. Loren gave Mr. Tate a hateful snarl, watching him grin as he called her a w***e as she slapped him across the face leaving a red hand mark on his cheek. He was about to get his pound of flesh until Dad stopped him putting him back into his place stating. He had earned that slap and more.