Chapter 13

Batya

I see my wonderful son waiting for me. He’s such a sweet boy. All he needs is a good girlfriend, but I won’t bring it up. Promises are important and I told him I wouldn’t even mention a girl today.

It’s surprising he didn’t want to spend the day with Marius. He’s a good influence on my son, but the two are inseparable. Maybe if they didn’t spend so much time together, Aaron would be able to think about girls more clearly. I worry about my son, but I’m his mother and that’s what mother’s do.

He’s a little jumpy today. I’ll have to ask him what’s wrong later. For now, we’ll enjoy some movies; at least he will, but I’ll enjoy sitting next to him as he watches one of his action movies. I don’t know why he likes them so much, but he always tells me I won’t get it.

I sit next to him to watch as someone knocks on the door a little loud, which is really rude. My body starts to move to answer, but he’s already up. Maybe he had a fight with Marius. That would explain the way he’s acting.

I watch expecting his friend to join us. It bothers me a little our promised day is not going the way I thought, but Marius is his friend and I have to remember that. It’s good to have friends, but even better to have a girlfriend.

A large, black man forces Aaron into the house and closes the door as he says, “I told you I’d find you, Steve.”

I’m too shocked to move and can only sit and watch as my son says, “There’s no Steve here. Get the hell out of my house.”

My heart’s pounding in my chest as I fear for my son’s life. “I know he’s here. Get him out here now. The fucker owes me.”

The bravery of my son is going to get him killed. “I told you there’s no Steve here.”

He glares at my boy as my breath refuses to cooperate and feel my body tremble. “Who the fuck are you?”

I’ve never known my son to act in anger before and he shouldn’t start now. “I’m Aaron and this is my mother. No one else lives here. Get the fuck out of my house.”

Have the neighbors heard anything? I don’t hear anyone coming to our rescue. Maybe someone called the cops. Not in this neighborhood. To hell with them.

My son has given me courage and the trembling’s no longer from fear. I march over to step between them and glare up into his crazy eyes. I’m not going to back down and won’t let him get anywhere near my son.

He pushes me back and I should have fallen, but there’s not much force behind it. I think he’s playing some kind of game. I’ve had enough of his game.

“My son already told you, there’s no one here named Steve. You have the wrong house. Go away.”

Before I can reach him, I see a large fist make contact with Aaron’s face. I know he’s gotten into some fights, but I don’t think he’s ever faced someone like this. His face turns towards me and I can see the red mark as the sound of the collision echoes in my ears.

Aaron stays between us as he manages to remain on his feet. The fear returns and I just want him to go away. He won’t let me get in between them and I wish he’d realize he made a mistake. What part of no Steve here is he not getting.

My son’s fingers turn to fists and I can’t look away. I can’t scream out. I can’t breathe.

The monster grins as he pulls a gun and points it at his head. All I can do is stand frozen in place as Aaron raises his arms in an attempt to diffuse the situation. I watch helplessly as my son backs up towards me.

His voice has a slight tremble in it. “I told you. There’s no Steve here.”

The monster glares at him. “I don’t give a fuck if he’s here. I’m getting what I came for.”

Aaron shakes his head. “We don’t have any money.”

The barrel points at his head. “I didn’t say shit about money. Did I? No. Get on your fucking knees.”

This was the last thing I was expecting and I feel completely helpless. Maybe he just wants to scare us and then he’ll leave. Aaron falls to his knees with his hands up and the monster moves far too close to my son.

His voice shows absolute certainty. “Get my pants down around my ankles.”

My son nervously fumbles with his pants and I stand there in terror as another monster makes an appearance. I’ve got to do something, since I can’t allow this to continue. I find the strength to move and press myself between them.

I look into his eyes as tears start to fall. “I’ll do it.”

He grabs my hair hard and his voice makes my skin crawl. “Do you have a dick?”

I shake my head as best I can as I feel hair pulled from its root. “No.”

The monster actually laughs at me. “There’s your fucking answer.” He gets an evil grin as I worry about what’s about to happen and forget about the gun. “Maybe I won’t have your son suck my dick. I think I’ll bend his ass over and fuck him like a little bitch.”