Chapter 5: And To Kiss It

‘I have no doubt that your action stopped me having a lot more damage done to my insides. In a week’s time, I’ll be fine. Without your bravery, it might have been months, years or even never. And as Roy threatened to kill me, you could even have saved my life.’

‘No Les,’ I said, ‘You are definitely not a coward. You are a very brave young man and I’m very thankful that I was sharing with you. I’m also very proud to know you.’ Les was now looking a lot happier, and Ray gave me a nod and a smile.’

‘I’ll pop in later in the week and see how you’re getting on,’ Ray told me. ‘If you need anything before then, ask the hospital to ring me. Use this for any bits you might need from the hospital shop,’ he added giving me two ten-pound notes.’

‘They both shook hands with me and left. I so wanted to give Les a hug, but it didn’t seem the thing to do, and I was too shy anyway. For the rest of the week, I read and listened to music on my headphones. I was getting used to being alone, so it didn’t bother me too much.’

‘Every day I had a cotton bud with antiseptic gel on it, pushed up my bum to keep the wound clean and check the bung was still in its correct place. Every other day I had a bed bath. Three days later on the Friday, Ray came back. After asking how I was, he told me Roy and Ronnie had gone to court the next day.’

‘After all of our statements, plus the swabs confirming that Ronnies cock had been in your mouth and Roy’s cock had been up your bum, plus the ER doctors report on what he’d found and had to repair, were shown to their solicitors, they convinced both of them to plead guilty.’

‘The magistrate gave them a dressing down and told them they were disgusting. ‘No decent person should have had to share a home with either of you. You deserve a far longer sentence than I have the power to give you.’ he told them.’

‘They were remanded in custody to appear at the crown court for sentencing. They’re being kept in a special secure unit in the meantime and will appear before a Judge in four to six weeks’ time, to be sentenced.’

‘I’ve also found you a permanent residence in a care home just outside Manchester. The couple who run it will be told what has happened to you, but no one else there will ever know anything about it. The doctor here tells me he is likely to discharge you on Monday.’

‘Unfortunately, you can’t go to the new place until Tuesday, so you’ll have to return to us for Monday night. If you like, we can say you’re still a bit weak and Les can bring your dinner up to your room. Then you can have a late breakfast on Tuesday after everyone has gone out.’

‘Thank you,’ I told him, ‘I can cope with that, and I’d like to see Les again before I go.’ ‘I’ll drive you up late morning.’ Ray told me, ‘It’s a good two-hour drive.’ Then five days later the ER doctor came in carrying a small gadget. He plugged it in and then pushed a short tube up my bum very slowly.’

‘He held his gadget so I could see the screen too, it was fascinating, we were looking at the inside of my bum. He pointed out where it had been torn, and I could see several very tiny stitches. That has healed up lovely he told me. The stitches will dissolve on their own.’

‘Theres no sign of any infection, so from today you can resume eating a few selected items of proper food. It’ll take several days for your bowels to fill up with fresh waste, then when it does it will push your bung out when you go to the toilet. Its biodegradable so it can be flushed away.’

‘I’ll give you something to take each day for a week which will make you poo stay soft so that it doesn’t put any pressure on your wound. I’ll also put you on a course of antibiotics to make sure there’s no fresh infection.’

‘On Monday I was discharged and Ray collected me at lunchtime. He treated us to lunch in the hospital canteen, then I was back in my room before anyone else came home. When Les came in from school, he looked pleased to see me and asked how I was. ‘I know you’re moving, and I’ll be bringing your dinner up.’ he said.’