On the Run

by wheelchairman85

Copyright© 2015 by wheelchairman85

Fiction Story: Short story about a disabled man who is on the run from his abusive stepfather and the life he builds after he runs away.

Tags: Ma/Fa   Fiction   Tear Jerker   Violent  

February 6th 2015 City of whiskey Illinois hilltop subdivision

Hilltop Street Gray house Owner Richard Rose Midnight

Mike George a 20 year old young man who was born with Spina bifida and must wear small leg braces and use a wheelchair to get around.

Is trying his damndest to eat his breakfast while be screamed at by his stepfather.

An hour later his stepfather leaves the house for his job at the whiskey Illinois hardware store which is open 24 hours a day. When finally heard his stepfathers SUV speed out of the driveway he remarked to himself.

"I can't take it anymore I have got to get out of here." When he finished talking to himself he opened the main compartment of his dark green fanny pack and he removed his prepaid cellphone and made 3 phone calls.

When he finished the 3rd and final phone call he put the phone away then mike went to his bedroom and he located his luggage.

Which consisted of 3 Rothco brand woodland camo backpacks he opened the first backpack which held his escape gear which consisted of the following items

A roll of duct tape a roll of paracord and a black money box that contained his life savings 1,000 the money was a high school graduation present from his Aunt Sarah.

He removed the roll of duct tape and laid it on bed next to the bags. Then he opened bags 2 and 3 and put his clothes into them.

Once both bags where filled up he zipped them closed then he used the tape to tape them together.

Once they were securely taped together Mike hung all 3 bags on the back of his wheelchair.

Then he left the house but before he got into his truck he did one last thing. He broke the house key he had to front door of inside the lock.

Then he broke his backdoor house key off inside the backdoors lock. Then he got into his truck and he headed to safe house number one AKA The house of Miss Sarah Heart.

a 45 year old retired hospital nurse who mike affectionately called Aunt Sarah.

Since he had no Aunts of his own when he reached her house he parked in her drive way Mike got out of his truck got into his wheelchair and made his way to her front door.

When he reached it he knocked discreetly.

A few seconds later Aunt Sarah answered opened the door and she got mike inside quickly. Once he was inside he said to her

"I am so sorry that I have to come by this early but this maybe my only chance to escape."

Sarah looked at Mike and she said to him. "Don't worry about it I made you your favorite breakfast sandwich."

"I also made you some sandwiches and a thermos full of hot black coffee."

"Please keep the lunch box and thermos so that you will always remember me."

When they were done talking they sat down at the kitchen table and they ate breakfast when he finished eating.

Sarah handed Mike the lunch box and thermos he placed these items inside the backpack that held his escape gear.

Mike hugged his aunt Sarah then he said goodbye to her got back into his truck and he headed for Safe house number two AKA the military surplus store owned by his best friend 21 year old Steve Square.

When he arrived at the store he parked the truck and headed for the front door where Steve was waiting for him.

He unlocked the front door and the two childhood friends when inside of the store and straight to the gun counter which was in the back of the store.

When they reached it Steve looked at his best friend and he said to him. "I will go in the back room and retrieve your grandpa's M1 Carbine and knife collection."

"please feel free to look around the store as much as you want to I will be right back."

When he finished speaking he went into the back room to retrieve Mikes stuff for him. While Steve was in the back room Mike proceeded to look around his favorite store.

The disabled young man memorized every nook and cranny of it.

He knew Damn well this would be the last time he would be in the store so he wanted to commit every inch of it to memory and he had to make this last visit count.

When he completed his journey through the store Mike returned to the gun counter.

Then he proceeded memorize it as well. When he reached the used gun section of the counter he memorized every gun in the display case.

Then he saw a gun that caught his attention it was a S&W Model 10.38 caliber revolver with a 4 inch heavy barrel.

When he saw that the guns price was $250 he knew he had to have it. So when Steve returned from the back room with the rifle case that held grandpa's M1 Carbine and the 2 GI Ammo cans that held the knife collection.

He looked at his best friend and he said to him politely "Steve I saw a really nice S&W Model 10 in the used gun display case. May I please take a look at it?"

Steve looked at Mike and he said to him "Yes of course you can take a look at it let get the key real quick."

Steve quickly found the key to the used gun display case on his keychain then he opened the display case and he handed the S&W Model 10 to Mike. After making sure that it was unloaded Mike examined it for a little while.

When he finished looking at the beautiful S&W Revolver he said "Steve I will take it." Then he handed back over to Steve who set it aside. Then he handed Mike the federal back round check forms and a pen.

Mike started to fill out the forms as neatly as he could he was halfway through this process when he began to panic.

"Steve what about the federal back-round check? It takes 3 days you and I both know damn well I can't stay here an extra 3 days."

"If I don't escape today I am a dead man and I am not using that as a figure of speech I am a dead man."

Steve knew that his best friend Mike was right damn right. So after quickly gathering his thoughts he said to his buddy.

"Mike I got some friends in law enforcement and I will have them run your application through." After his mind was put at ease he finished filling out the forms. Once they were completely filled out.

He handed them over to Steve who took them into the backroom and he made a few phone calls to his law enforcement friends and he explained Mike's unique situation.

The lawman who was on the other end of the phone line understood the situation completely and he pushed the application through in short order.

Once all of that was done Steve placed the revolver into a blue plastic case that had the S&W Logo on top of it.

Then he locked the case and carried from the back room and to the front of the counter where Mike was waiting.

After placing the case on the counter in front of Mike the young man retrieved the Black money box that held his savings counted out $250 and handed it over to Steve.

Who gently took the money and put it into the cash register then the two old buddies left the store and went out to Mike's truck.

Steve placed the rifle case into the truck bed then he placed the two GI Ammunition cans and pistol case on the floor in front of the passenger seat.

When all of that was done they shook hands and Mike headed for safe house number 3 AKA the library owned by miss Emily franklin.

Emily to her many library patrons when mike arrived at the library Emily was waiting for him she unlocked the door and let mike inside.

The young man went straight to the back room he grabbed his roll of duct tape roll of paracord and pocketknife from his escape gear.

He used the pocketknife to cut several strips of duct tape and he taped the lid down on the plastic box that held his music collection and cd player.

Then he wrapped the paracord around the box tied the other end to his wheelchair and he dragged it out to the back room and out to his truck then with Emily's help they put it into the truck bed once that was done.

Mike went back inside and dragged the box that held his writing gear out to his truck and with Emily's help put it inside the truck bed once all of that was done they shared a tearful goodbye.

Mike ate a couple of the sandwiches and drank some of the coffee that Sarah had made for him.

Then he left town as quietly as possible his destination the town of Castle Texas the town where his grandparents lived and where later buried.

The town where he spent the summers and school holidays of his youth after a long drive Mike arrived in town.

After checking into the local Motel he decided to explore the town that was his home away from home.

When they young man reached the castle Texas subdivision where his grandparents had lived he turned down south moon pie street and he stopped at the white house with the house number of 3634 on its mail box.

When he saw the little white house that he grandparents had owned for many years he felt a mixture of emotions happiness joy and sadness.

after sitting there and just staring at the house for a little while Mike started up the truck and he got ready to leave.

But before he left Mike saw a sign in the yard that said for rent with the option to buy. So he wrote down the contact information that was on the sign.

Then he returned to his motel room and made a phone call and he arranged a meeting. Two days later Mike had a meeting with the nice lady who owned the house.

after filling out some paperwork Mike handed over the rest of the money he had with him then he returned to his motel room packed his things and he moved into his new house.

Over the next two years Mr. Mike George built a nice life for himself he had a good job at Walmart a lot of friends he enjoyed his various hobbies and he gradually began to forget.

about the horrible abuse that he suffered at the evil hands of his stepfather but in early March and May 2017 he would experience a pair of tragedies that he forever scar his heart and his soul.

On the morning of March 4th 2017 Mike was at work when his cellphone rang RING!!!

He quickly answered it "Hello? Hey Steve how are you doing? Oh no oh god are you kidding me what happened? When are the services? Ok I will see you on March 7th 2017 thanks for calling me."

When he finished his phone call he put his phone away went to the men's room and he cried and cursed god because Emily was gone.

When he finally calmed down he went back to work at the end of his shift he clocked out then he had a talk with his boss Mr. George Robinson.

And he explained that his dear friend Emily had died back home in Illinois and that her family had asked him to attend her services.

Mr. Robinson was very sympathetic and he gave the time off that Mike was asking for.

Once all of that was done Mike went home took a shower and shaved ate supper then he packed a bag and headed for Illinois.

When he reached his destination Mike got a room then he got some sleep. Then on the night of March 7th 2017 it was time for Emily's visitation.

So Mike cleaned up dressed as nicely as he could then he got into the truck and headed for the funeral home where Emily's visitation and funeral services were going to take place.

When he arrived at his destination Mike parked his truck got out of it and he pushed himself into the funeral home.

Once he was inside he went straight to the viewing room where he was met by his old friend Steve square. They found a place to sit near Emily's casket and they quietly shared their favorite memories of Miss Emily Franklin.

30 Minutes the other guests showed up for the visitation even though mike did not know most of these people he grieved right along with them.

When the visitation ended everyone left right away but not Mike George he was the last to leave. When he finally found the strength to leave he left the funeral home and he returned to his motel room and got some rest.

Because the next day was her funeral early the next morning Mike woke up took a shower and shaved dressed. Ate a good breakfast then he left his motel room got into his truck and he drove to the funeral home for Emily's funeral.

When he reached it he parked the truck got out of it and he went inside he quickly located Steve and they found a place to sit down and wait for the funeral service to begin. An hour later the funeral service began.

Pastor Jeff Brooks gave a beautiful eulogy and several other people gave speeches about Emily Mike wanted to speak but his grief was so overwhelming he could not do it.

When it was time to go out to the cemetery for the graveside services the pallbearers solemnly closed the casket.

Then they carried out to the hearse the other people who were their got into their vehicles and headed for the cemetery.

Mike thought about attending the graveside services but he decided not to he did not want to risk being seen by his stepfather.

So he just got back into the truck checked out of his motel room and returned to Texas when he got back home Mike got some rest.

Two days later he returned to his job at Walmart over the next several days and weeks Mike did his best to process his grief over Emily's tragic passing. Then in early May 2017 Mike would experience another tragic death.

This one would nearly kill him on the morning of May 3rd 2017 Mike was at work drink a cup of coffee when his cellphone rang RING!!! Mike grabbed his phone and when he saw that It was Steve's number he had a bad feeling.

Of déjà vu "Hello? Hi Steve what! What the hell happened? Are you kidding me? Oh dear god when are the services? Ok sorry about the screaming ok I will see you may 6th 2017 ok goodbye."

When he was done with his phone call Mike put his phone away and ran to the men's room then he locked himself in the stall for disabled people and he cried and screamed.

For 20 solid minutes he cried and screamed when he finally cooled off he went back to work with a grief filled heart.

At the end of his work shift Mike went to his boss Mr. Robinson and he very politely told him about his special friend Sarah and about her passing. Mr. Robinson was a very compassionate and caring man and he understood the importance of friendship and he gave Mike some time off.

So that the young man could attend Sarah's memorial service after the meeting Mike went home got cleaned up ate some supper packed a bag and got ready to leave.

But as he reached for the door handle he got a bad feeling in his guts a feeling that told him that he would be in grave danger very soon. So he decided to bring his S&W insurance police with him.

Mike went over to his safe and he retrieved his S&W Model 10.38 caliber revolver and his Diamond D custom Guide Choice chest holster.

After getting the holster adjusted properly he put his loaded S&W Model 10 into the holster and he also made sure that he had some extra speed loaders with him just in case.

When he got that all done he left his house got into the truck and he headed back to Illinois.

when he finally got their he got a motel room and he got some rest.

On the evening of May 6th 2017 it was time for Sarah's visitation Mike cleaned up put on the nicest clothes he had then he drove to the funeral home where Sarah's memorial services were going to take place.

After parking the truck he got out of it and he pushed himself inside where he was met by his best friend Steve square. After some brief small talk the two old friends went into the viewing room and sat down very close to Sarah's casket.

After several minutes of very painful silence Steve looked over at his best friend Mike and he said to him. "What are your favorite memories about Sarah?"

Mike took a breath then he began to speak.

"All of my memories about Sarah my favorites. When I was 11 she gave me the sex talk she also taught me how to dance how to grocery shop how to treat a lady."

"junior and senior year when I could not get a prom date she was my date the principal raise hell about that but Sarah may she rest in peace put that moron in his place."

"She was the only female friend I have ever had in my life such a great lady I can't believe that she is gone I will miss her until the day I die."

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