Tangled Hearts Scene 2 Part 2

Chapter 258-1

Tangled Hearts Scene 2

Part 2

 

The only seat vacant in the room was Mark seat, being the bad boy meant we always assumed he would be late. Yet we all knew he was late because he started a fight with me in the hallway and was a real shock to everyone to find out that Marks mother was our new principle. Hey, it kept things interesting, considering Mom added that part her self and many of the surprising scenes that would keep our viewers guessing what was going to happen next.

More so after we had just filmed the scene that she was involved with one of the teachers not just any teacher but our own Mr. Bronson. What tangled webs we weave.

Antonio took point at the center of the room as the cameras and the crew panned the room and him. You would think it would be a little crowded, but the room had been enlarged and so everything could fit inside our little box. As the walls moved back so the camera equipment could move easily around us.

Antonio picked up a stack of papers and started to hand them out placing a stack in front of each row. Then went to the blackboard and wrote his name on the board. In big letters Mr. Bronson said. “My name is Mr. Bronson and I will be your biology teacher for the rest of this semester while Mrs. Casts is on maternity leave. On the syllabus, I have listed my home address and my home phone number for those that need to see me if you find you need extra help. I also will be available two hours after school on Mondays and Fridays,” which was Marks queue to come into the room.

Mark pretended to ignore me as he handed his pink slip to the teacher, said. “So you’re the famous Mark Strider we have heard so much about. Quite the entrance you made, for your first day among us. Please take your seat, right behind Steven.”

Instead, he walked past me as I tripped him on purpose, as he caught himself. Mark didn’t look back instead he walked to a different seat where Jake was sitting and looked at him then looked at the other student who was Jared and told him to move… in not so kindly. Picking him up by the neck of his shirt and pushed him towards the seat he was told to sit in and kicked his backpack towards him.

Antonio pretended to look the other way busying himself at his desk; as he waited for Mark to sit down. Once he did he said. “Please take out your books and go to page 196 and answer the question at the end of the chapter. While I call you up one at a time so I take your picture for my file so I can learn your names quickly.”

Mark snickered as he leaned back and took out a cigarette and lit it striking his match on the sole of his right boot causing Antonio to walk down the aisle and take it out of his mouth and step on it, said. “I don’t allow smoking of any kind in my classroom, if you must smoke, then do so on your own time, not mine.”

He slammed down Marks book said. “Page 196… answers all the questions and if they aren’t done by the time I am done, you will be staying after school with me in detention. Just because your mother is the principle here doesn’t give you special favors.”

The clock moved or jumped to ahead 15 minutes then jumped again as Terry waited for his queue, as Antonio paid him no attention as he slides towards the cages and lifted out a couple of white mice, and dropped one on Loren’s head as she screamed and got out of her seat as the second mouse went under her seat, causing the entire room to explode with screaming students, some laughing and others screamed like the girls trying to get away. It was my queue to leave the room, but I couldn’t be out stage as Dad gave me a string of Chinese firecrackers and cigarette lighter.

I quickly lit it and threw it into the sink near Mark so he would get the blame for it instead of me. Part of little payback for the next scene, the room was now in total mayhem as Mark, Terry combined forces and let all the mice out as I followed the rest of the kids out of the room, and quickly made my way to the classroom where Dad and Stringum was waiting for me while the students ran up and down the hallway hearing the fire alarm being pulled.

Stringum had rigged a small viewing area where we could monitor not only the hall, the gym and the classroom where Terry was going to get acquainted which we called the rape scene plus view Mr. Tate with our own hidden cameras. Mark had already taken his leave with the rest of the cool kids in the gym. While Mr. Tate was focused on Terry and Antonio; Dad said. “Oh God please give Terry and Antonio all the help they need so we can rescue those parents.”

Jeff was already waiting inside the room, he seemed to be focusing on other things as he really didn’t see me but he knew I was there as he entered my mind filling me with light.

It startled me a little after being without him for so long. He told me to sit on the floor and as he sat in front of me. Only Stringum and I could see him, Dad asked. “So is Jeff here or…”

Stringum said. “Be quiet, we don’t have much time. Ok Jeff, show Nate where we need to look and the traps we can’t see.”

Even Stringum had stopped calling me Eric or EJ because it was just too risky even more so not knowing if we were being watched. Jeff stated it that it was a wise choice because we were being watched, but he has taken care of our watchers for the moment, seeing several shadows go right past our door only seeing a fake wall where the door used to be.

Stringum placed a map of the area where Jeff had Stringum send Tony and asked for several colored pencils. I didn’t bother asking why considering it just wasn’t important. Jeff had me clear my mind as he separated part me as we both went to the location even though we were both with Stringum, Dad and Mr. Vincent. I was weightless as air as moved about from place to place.

I didn’t see much at first other than sagebrush and some desert type trees. I found Tony, easily, but Tony couldn’t see me, only Jeff. Tony held a handheld ham radio and was dressed in military fatigues. He had a total of 15 men with him as they lay on the ground hidden so no one can see them with a spyglass in his hand and map an array of colored pencils. I asked Jeff. “So why can’t you just show Tony where the traps are and where these men are?”

Jeff laughed. “Because, the men are clothed in shadow, that only you and I can see and the traps are also woven with dark magic. Tony can only see what human eyes can see, whereas you and I can see what is hidden… and through you, they can disarm the spell once you and I locate them. Now focus we don’t have a lot of time. The order was just delivered and those men are about to get away with it.”

I nodded and focused on the task at hand, as the world shifted from one place to the other between being in the room and out on the desert it made my mind swim and was very taxing. I arranged my colors using black color pencil for men using a stick figure and circle it.

Once I had located each of the men which were twenty in total and four was in route to the location I had marked with a big circle in green indicating the place the parents were being held underground inside old abandon mine. Setting on cliffs… At first, it was hidden in shadow but as I kept looking at the spot it soon became clear and I questioned why I or Tony could even see it as well as the people guarding it.

When I returned to the room I glanced up at the monitor seeing Terry being strapped down by Antonio a crossed his desk with his hands above his head tied together. He had one shoe off as he tried to scream but he was gagged so he couldn’t… using Antonio’s belt as the gag. How he got that far was unclear to me.

Terry and he were doing their best to take their time, so I could do what I need to do. I looked down at the map at my feet and took a brown and black pencil and stick figures and took a red pencil said. “They are inside the mine somewhere,” Stringum asked if I knew how many parents were being held or if was just Terry’s. I told him we didn’t know yet that the place is covered with black magic.

Stringum said.” Just great, we're back to finding shadows again. I thought we were done with that.”

I watched Antonio lift up Terry’s shirt up past his head and letting it dangle over his tied hands as he struggled to get loose, but being as his hands were tied, he couldn’t take it off. Terry was acting like this was his brother being raped, after having learned about what he had gone through from Loren.

Antonio had stripped off his own shirt and was standing in his boxer as they fell to the floor watching him kick them to the side. He leaned down toward Terry and sniffed him and took his tongue and down Terry’s exposed chest, then moved to back up to his head while he undid Terry’s belt and pants lowering his zipper.

So far everything was going to plan until Antonio said in a growling whisper that no camera or mic could pick up and shocked us all to the core; when Antonio said. “I have had my eye on you the moment you moved in over the summer across the street from me and your little brother inside that flop house that should have been condemned a long time ago, but I was told to make a note which families moved in and out of that place more so boys such as you and your brother Jessie.

“We have made killing over the years using people like you, by giving a small taste of wealth and buying their children from them. Or simply taking them when they think they are sleeping.

“You were ripe for the taking, and we knew from experience that all we had to do was offer a little cash and your parents would do anything to get it. Thinking that all they had to do was lend you out with a promise that you would be given an opportunity to have a better life than the one they could provide, while we give them the help they need to get back on track.  When we had no intention of doing either. Knowing no one would even miss them if they went missing and the same went for you and your brother and sister.

“I knew I must add you boys to mine and Mr. Tate’s collection and we could make a small fortune off your sister as well. So when the opportunity came I informed Mr. Tate and our clients and we took it. All we needed was a way to get passed the Carrions and Stringum’s contract and his men that were guarding you all and we found one and all we had to do was slip you boys in and sit back and watch all that money come to us in large sums willing to do anything including making every one of their nudists boys available to profit from.

“We didn’t have to feed you or clothe you… because we knew their weakness which they couldn’t resist helping boys like you and Jessie. After so many failed attempts of taking in bad boys off the streets.

“Kelly was one of our boys, and he brought us, Shawn and Arthur. Arthur was easy to break because he was such a dumb animal and with Shawn, all he needed was a little push in the right direction. I helped him find his true self and we made such glorious music together.

“It was like he was born to be one of us, and we did it by giving him one thing he really wanted and that was being accepted. We gave him the tools of our trade and return he gave us the boys we needed and through them their parents.

“The Rothwell’s didn’t know what hit them; they still don’t think we don’t know what they are up too. We could care less what they do in regards to the satanic church. They are only a distraction nothing more as we find boys like you and your brother and make a nice profit off the backs their so-called Demon God, not even the devil himself cares about them.

“So struggle all you want, I like it when boys do that when I first meet them, it shows me that they never been with a real man before. It is only animal instinct because you’re afraid and don’t understand your feelings. I am going to make sweet love to you and you're going let me because you won’t have a choice.

“One word from me and Mr. Tate and your life… your brother’s life will be snuffed out like a candle. I will kill him in front of you and your sister Loren like I should have done the moment she had tried to escape. Tell you’re new so-called parents the Rothwell’s and I will deny it, but when you do I will make sure to punish you and your brother.

“I know where your parents are. In fact right this minute they are being exterminated starting with your father, I am saving your mother for last so you can watch me and our men rape her as I tear her insides to pieces. As she watches you and your brother being raped over and over again.

“When all she and your father had to do was not take the f*****g money. Not that it would stop us from taking you anyway. But we would have let her and your father live knowing we had you sending them copies of us raping you over and over. Not none of this love crap that Rothwell’s are teaching you. Nobody cares about boys kissing boys, or girls kissing girls or each other. All they really want is hardcore sex. Like what we are going to do you and your brother. Until you no longer useful anymore.”

I stopped as my mind froze, as my eyes turned towards the monitors. Everyone eyes were focused on the TV. Stringum swallowed hard. After listening to Antonio spill his guts to Terry. “You got to be kidding me our Antonio is one of Mr. Tate’s boys hidden among all this time in disguise. I really hoped Jeff was wrong about this because checked the guy out and he was squeaky clean.”

Dad grabbed the playbook and threw on the floor. Stringum said. “Damn it to hell and we can’t use it, because it’s not a recording we can’t use, it will be thrown out in the court of law because it was staged as part of this damn movie, all they would have to say it was all written as part of the script. We only now know about it because I planted a small mic in Terry’s hair in under his wig. After our friend, Jeff stated that this guy is one of Mr. Tate’s liven clients.”

Antonio's face turned towards his queue cards and the camera getting a close-up, said. “You were right Terry this way more fun, I think we could do this to Steven together sometime… maybe like tomorrow when you boys come over for little study group.”

He took the belt out of Terry’s mouth as Terry laughed which sounded forced. “Oh God please do it, I haven’t had sex like this since you tied me to your bed,” reading his lines from the script as he gave two thumbs up to us on the camera assuming we had just wittiness the real Antonio.

Antonio picked up speed as he quickly removed the rest of Terry’s clothes and unhooked him so he could free his hands. Now those real cameras were rolling.