"Stew!" Mrs Wright shrieked. She placed one leg into the bath and I could see that she was trying to work out how to drag Thomas from the water. "Stew!"
Mickey entered the bathroom, assessing the situation also. He pushed back the kids congregating at the door, "Someone go and get Mr Mulligan and call a fucking ambulance quickly." He returned his attention to Mrs Wright, "What do you want me to do Miss?"
"We need to get him out, get your arms up and under his and then we've gotta pull."
Mickey put one leg into the bath and perched on the edge as he pushed his arms behind Thomas and up under his arms. Mrs Wright grabbed for his legs, "Right on the count of three, one, two, and three."
They both lifted his body and managed to get Thomas from the tub and onto the bathroom floor. I stepped back and stood wedged in between the toilet and the sink giving them the room needed to examine Thomas further.
I heard a commotion in the hallway and glanced at the doorway as Stew hovered not knowing what to do.
"Stew, quick come here. What the fuck do I do? You're the first aider." Mrs Wright shuffled back on her knees encouraging Stew to get closer and help Thomas, although it was clearly obvious that he was already dead.
I looked at the floor, not wanting to make eye contact with him. This was entirely his fault, he'd subjected the pair of us to a horrific event and now Thomas had taken his own life as he couldn't bear to live with the shame of it all. I couldn't breathe, it was as if the oxygen had been sucked from the room. I needed to get out of here and out of this children's home for good before it ended up doing further harm to me.
I squeezed from where I was standing and pushed past Stew, he opened his mouth ready to say something and then thought better of it. I wasn't going to say anything to anyone, I wouldn't be able to live with the humiliation of being abused again but he didn't need to know that.
As I stepped onto the landing, Mr Grieves was ushering children back to their rooms and clearing the landing to make way for the paramedics that would soon arrive.
I flung open my bedroom door and stepped into the room. I felt sick but I couldn't hang around feeling sorry for Thomas or myself, I needed to get out of here while everyone was busy and grieve for him later. I quickly removed my pyjama bottoms and stepped into a pair of blue jeans that I had chucked on the floor yesterday.
"What you doing?" I ignored her and continued to pack my bag. "Don't do a bunk Cade, you're stronger than that." I heard her footsteps cross the room before Jazz placed her hand lightly on my shoulder.
Jazz, Thomas and I, had come to Sunnydale all within a short amount of time of each other. We were of similar age and backgrounds and that's why our friendships were strong but this is why I knew deep down that she'd understand my reasoning for going.
"I can't stay Jazz, too much has gone on and I need a fresh start." I grabbed several items from my drawers and stuffed them into my rucksack.
"What are you going to do for money and where are you going to sleep?" I heard the frustration in her voice as she moved beside me.
"I haven't thought that far ahead but anywhere has gotta be better than staying here."
"You really think that? At least here you know who the predators are, you don't on the streets and you don't know anyone if you get into trouble."
"Jazz, I can't do this right now. This is my perfect opportunity to just leave with no questions asked. They'll blame it on the stress of losing Thomas and stop looking for me eventually." I flung my rucksack onto my bed and fastened the zip to secure my items.
"And is it the stress of losing Thomas or something else?" Jazz raised her brows waiting for me to respond.
I ignored her comment and sat on the bed to put my socks on, my feet were still damp from wading through the water but I didn't have time to dry them.
"What did he do to you Cade?" I glanced in her direction briefly before slipping my feet into my trainers.
"As I said, I'm not doing this now. I've gotta go while I've got the chance."
I grabbed the rucksack and secured it onto my back, this simple task made me wince in pain but I needed to speed everything up otherwise I wouldn't be able to leave undetected. I strolled towards the mirror by the door and removed a photo of the three of us.
"The three amigos," I stated smiling.
Jazz sniggered, "Indeed we are, were, you know what I mean." I folded the photo and placed it into my jean pocket. "Right I'm off, I'll try to keep in touch." I could see her tears building and she only needed to blink to release the flood gates but I wasn't going to stand around and comfort her, "Look after yourself."
"Cade please don't leave me," Jazz's pleading eyes ripped at my heart.
"I'll find you, I promise we'll see each other again." I grabbed her cheeks with both hands and pulled her towards me. "Stay safe," I placed a small kiss onto her forehead before spinning on my heels making sure that I didn't look back.
"Where do you think you're going?"
The hairs on the back of my neck stood on end but I ignored him knowing that he couldn't do anything with so many people around and continued towards the front door.
"I said where do you think you're going?"
I spun on my heels to face him, "It's none of your god damn business prick so fuck off." I placed my hand on the doorknob as he walked towards me this was reassurance as I knew that I could make a speedy exit if I needed to.
He sniggered, "Do you honestly think you'll be safe walking the streets?"
I wasn't tough or brave enough to even attempt to fight him. I was only a child but I'd finally seen him for what he was, a bully that preyed on innocent vulnerable children for his own sick gratification.
"I'm willing to give it a try," I gripped the handle harder as he leaned closer so that his face was just inches away from mine.
"You fucking loved it Cade, don't make out that you didn't." I lifted my free hand to punch him but he saw it coming and quickly grabbed my arm.
"Easy tiger, it's a shame I didn't see any of this fight last night, it could've been even more enjoyable." Stew lifted his brows up and down several times suggestively.
"You're fucking sick, you know that?"
"I've read your file Cade, neglected by mummy, physically abused by step daddy, sexually abused at your last children's home. You're like a magnet, you may as well have a sign around your neck stating 'victim'."
I had the desire to do him harm, real physical harm so that he didn't touch anyone else.
"I know that you're angry now but give it some time and you'll come around to my way of thinking." I couldn't believe his audacity, he was delusional.
"I'll tell you what, if you stay here, I can make sure that no one else touches you but me. You'll be my little play thing only." Stew winked and my heart rate increased as I could feel the rage build inside my young body.
"You drugged me," I spat through gritted teeth.
"Prove it, it would be your word against mine little boy." Stew stepped back giving me some space as Jazz came down the stairs and stood watching the standoff.
"That's the thing, I can't prove anything but just remember this, I ain't gonna be a little boy forever."
Stew smiled looking amused by my comment.
"And when I'm older I'll come looking for you, you just wait and see."
I turned the handle to release the catch and flung the door open wide so it hit the internal wall. I was angry, angry that he'd violated me and angry that his actions had led to the death of my best friend Thomas but he'd pay for it, I'd make sure of it.
Chapter 3
Cade
I needed to be with her. Paige was the only person that understood, she'd leave me alone and not question me when I needed time to contemplate and I was grateful for that but right now I just needed to be in her company.
Paige had her own demons and we were able to deal with them together, we had become a partnership fairly quickly but it seemed to work and we were happy most of the time. She knew how I felt a
bout her, I didn't need to tell her with words because it was my actions that spoke louder. There was no hidden agenda with Paige, what you saw is what you got and I appreciated that, I needed that in my life because it gave me for the first time the love that I craved.
I leaned on the doorframe and tapped it lightly with my fingers as I waited for her to open the bedroom door. Paige swung it wide and displayed a confused expression once she saw me.
"One, why aren't you at work and two, why are you knocking on my door rather than just coming in?"
I stepped forward closing the distance between us and quickly took hold of her face with both hands as I backed her into her room. Paige was highly charged and I knew that she'd be ready for me to take and do with whatever I liked. This is why it worked so well between us, she'd try to dominate, run her mouth and be the bitch that I loved so much but in the bedroom, I was able to take charge and dominate her in any way I wanted to. I needed that, I needed the control and the feelings it gave me to see her submit to my desires and needs.
Once inside her room I extended my leg backwards and kicked the door firmly shut to give us some privacy. Paige jumped at my body and wrapped her long smooth legs around my waist to grind her pelvis against me. I allowed her to have some fun and kissed her passionately as I walked her back towards her bed trying to decide what I needed, in order to get this frustration from my head.
I let go of her and broke free from her lips to see her pout. I wasn't in the mood for silly games and her eyes widened when she saw the seriousness on my face and knew immediately that the games were about to begin.
"Clothes off apart from your panties, get on all fours now." I pointed to the bed and Paige turned around eagerly doing as she was told by removing her summer dress and skin coloured front fastening bra.
I bent down to open her bottom drawer knowing exactly where Paige kept her best toys and went straight for the paddle.
"Do you want me cuffed?" she asked breathlessly.
"Why are you talking?" Paige was forgetting her place. I couldn't have her casually chatting to me, she'd need to be gagged. I reached for the belt from her dressing gown that hung on the back of the bedroom door and tugged it hard to free the soft material. Using both hands, I doubled up the thickness of the fabric and rested my knee on the edge of the bed as I leaned over Paige's body. I placed the material along her opened mouth and fastened it at the back of her head.
"Close your mouth and make sure you're ready."
I picked up the paddle from the mattress and rested my left hand on the arch of her back to position myself. I pulled my arm back and struck her on the left arse cheek as hard as I possibly could. Paige lurched forward at the contact and I quickly moved my hand from the small of her back to grab her ponytail instead, knowing that I'd have more control of her body. I spanked her again without any warning and Paige moved further up the bed from the force.
Wrapping her ponytail around my wrist, I was able to pull tightly and yanked her back, "You'll move when I say you can." I spanked her again and this time soothed the area with the back of my hand before spanking the other cheek. Paige's yelps quickly turned to moans as I applied more pressure, I increased the intensity with every strike knowing that she'd be wet and ready for me to take when I decided that the time was right.
Her arse was a lovely shade of pink but I wasn't done with it yet, I needed her to feel pain and knew that she could take it. I swung back the paddle and spanked her arse hard moving consecutively from left to right with every strike. Her breathing became heavier, I could see a wet patch forming in her panties and knew that she was nearing climax by the way she was trying to position herself on the bed and close her legs to apply friction on her clit.
I pulled on her hair, "Erm no you don't bitch." I stated in a low controlled voice. "This is for me not you, remember that." I pulled on the material of her panties and the thin fabric gave way freeing her pussy. I brought the material to my nose and smelt her sweet aroma, god that girl fucking turned me on. I needed to fuck her and fuck her hard.
I let go of her hair and used both hands to quickly free myself from my jeans, two quick pumps on my cock and I was good to go.
I used my thumb to move her juices from her pussy to her arse to lubricate her entrance and held my cock firmly, hovering over her puckered hole before I finally pushed deep inside her. Her yelp was restricted because of the material in her mouth but I didn't want her to gain any pleasure, I was fucking her, she was my toy this afternoon.
The force of me entering her arse pushed her body flat onto the mattress, I lay on top of her making sure that I was fully inside and then pumped her hard knowing that she could take it. Her hole eventually relaxed, allowing me to go at speed as I pushed down on her head with one hand to keep my balance. Her face was in the mattress and I knew she'd find it hard to breath but we had our signals if it became too much.
Paige's legs began to tremble and I knew she was close to coming, fuck me this girl was always so turned on that even when I was fucking her hard with aggression she was ready to explode. She was wired wrong, in fact, we both were and that is why we were so good for each other.
I pulled out and slapped her arse hard with my palm, "No you don't get to come." I leaned forward and held both her arms by the wrists, this movement allowed Paige to move her head so she could breathe freely. I shoved my cock into her arse and pounded her again, Paige moaned and writhed bucking her hips encouraging me to give her more until I exploded my seed inside her. Shivers ran up and down my body as I held firm, pumping everything I had into her tiny arsehole. The sounds of our breathing filled the room, I could've easily scooped her up and cuddled her until we both fell asleep but I needed to remove my cock knowing that she'd come otherwise.
She could frig herself off later, she had plenty of toys to help her finish the job so she didn't need me to do it.
I leaned forward and released her wrists to untie the material from her mouth, when Paige was free from restraints she pounced on me not wanting this to be over.
Our lips came together in a frenzied assault but I pushed her away, "Don't Paige you know the rules."
She stuck out her bottom lip mocking that she was sulking although I knew this time that she meant it. Paige watched closely as I put my cock away and fastened my jeans, "Wanna talk about it?"
I glanced in her direction and raised my brows as she held up her hands in response. "Okay okay, I get that you don't but I'm here if you do."
She was a sweetheart at times but there was no way I could even contemplate talking about the situation with Stew.
My phone vibrated for the sixth time that afternoon and I knew it would be Hound looking for me, I wasn't ready for the third degree just yet but I knew that I couldn't put it off any longer.
"Yep," I answered acting like I was talking to one of my mates not my boss that I'd just walked out on.
"What do you fucking mean yep, how about you start by apologising and we'll go from there."
I could hear how annoyed Hound was but by playing it cool, I was able to play the whole situation down.
"What am I apologising for exactly Hound, walking out?" I held my mobile in the crook of my neck as I fastened my jeans.
"Oh excuse me if I think you should be doing a full day's work." I could hear the anger in his voice but I couldn't help myself, I had a habit of pushing people away that cared for me because I didn't know how to deal with the feelings it conjured up. I'd been pushed away so many times over the years that this was my coping mechanism.
"Yeah sorry, something came up."
"And you didn't think to discuss it with me before you just took off? You're making me look like a fucking knob in front of Duke and Diesel and I don't like it." His tone changed quickly from annoyed to fucking pissed off.
"And I've said sorry. How long you gonna carry this on for because I'm a little busy?" I let out a long sigh, I knew he'd get angrier the longer the conversation went on so I wanted to end it quickly.
"You're a little fucking busy! I suggest you get your arse over here and do some fucking work and then I'll decide how long I'm gonna carry this on for 'Prospect'."
The use of the word prospect was to remind me of my position within the club but at this moment in time, I couldn't care less. I felt Paige's stare burning into my soul as I freely abused her father but I'd deal with her later.
"No can do I'm afraid Hound, I'll probably be able to come into work on Thursday as I've got a few things I need to take care of." I wasn't quite sure what I was going to do regarding the situation with Stew but something had obviously erupted inside me and I needed to deal with him one way or the other.
"I'll see you tomorrow at the latest Cade or face the consequences." Hound hung up and I stood staring at the phone considering my options.
"Why are you treating my dad like shit when he's done so much for you?"
"Erm excuse me!" I placed my hands on my hips and stared at Paige in wonder.
"He helped you out when no one else had given you a chance and you've just thrown it all back in his face." I saw her anger and couldn't believe the irony of it all.
I smirked, "Pot kettle black springs to mind."
"How fucking dare you!" she spat angrily.
"How dare I, have you listened to yourself Paige. No one has treated your dad as poorly as what you have over the years so don't take the moral high ground with me." I wasn't listening to her crap she was a fucking hypocrite. I yanked open the bedroom door and stomped from her room.
"Don't walk away from me Cade," I glanced over my shoulder to see her pleading eyes. She wanted me to stay and sort things out rather than argue but she was coming across as being aggressive. There was a time and a place for that and today wasn't the time to get up in my face.
"I can't do this now Paige, I'll call you in a couple of days."
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