Twisted Tom!
Written by:
Rhys Evans / Dean Davies
Horror / Thriller:
CHAPTERS:
1 – Tom:
2 – Payback time:
3 – Library lust:
4 – Many mistakes and more:
5 – Despair turns into luck:
6 – Tom’s hotel:
7 – Warning CCTV cameras in operation:
8 – Tom keeps his word:
THE AUTHOR:
Rhys Evans formally known as Dean Davies served in the British army for 14 years with distinguished service,
He had plenty of medals to show for his service and a lot of scars too,
His army career bounced from the SF platoon into the recce platoon,
He had active tours in Bosnia, Northern Ireland and the Gulf,
Dean left the army with scars, a broken marriage and a drink problem,
He went down the drain and ended up in the gutter for a while,
A friend got him to the Royal British legion, they helped him and got him back on his feet,
Rhys is now a manager in a security company.
CHAPTER 1:
TOM:
Tom worked in a small quiet local library in Soho, the West end in the centre of London.
He did his job and kept himself to himself,
Tom had worked in the library for a few years now after coming out of a phyciatrict detention centre, nobody knew that,
He got the job from the job seekers centre,
Tom had had a few problems in the past, he was accused for stalking a few ladies and some more stuff that the police were looking into but couldn’t prove anything on the matter.
Tom grew up in South Wales in a rundown children’s home, his parents had abandoned him when he was four of five.
They just left him in the park playing as they walked off, it was recorded on CCTV, someone called the social services and Tom was taken into care,
He didn’t do too well at school didn’t fit in too well, his friends were girls and the boys bullied him, he was caught peeping through holes in walls and just staring at anyone, he got the nickname: Peeping Tom,
Tom got his own back on one of the fat boys who had been bullying him, Tom was in the playground pretending to peep through the hole in the door to the toilets as he was caught doing before, the fat bay came over,
“Look at peeping Tom peeping again, you weirdo” the fat boy growled!, Tom move away, “you won’t believe what I saw in there, I am shocked” Tom said, the fat boy pushed Tom aside, “let me have a look then” the fat boy announced and crouched down to look at the hole in the door, Tom kicked the fat boy in the bum as hard as he could, the rest of the boys grabbed Tom, the fat boy yelled out loud as he was forced into the door head first, blood ran down the fat boys face as he pulled away from the door, some of the other boys screamed when they saw the pencil hanging out of the fat boys eye,
The fat boy fell over screaming, the other boys had let go of Tom now and were panicking, the fat boy was screaming!
Teacher came out of another door to see what the commotion was, they were shocked to see the fat boy with a pencil in his eye covered in blood, and they called the ambulance immediately,
The fat boy was sitting on the floor crying, the teachers had stopped him from touching the protruding pencil till the doctor got here,
Tom moved forward and grabbed the end of the pencil and pulled it out, the fat boy screamed as his eye came out and landed into his lap, school kids screamed, the teachers screamed, blood was coming out of the fat boys empty eye socket,
Tom stood there just staring as everyone else was running around in shock,
“My pencil and I want it back” he said and walked away.
Tom stopped going to school and ran away from the home, he fell into bad company and got into trouble,
He was in and out of juvenile court.
When he was sixteen years of age he got hooked on sniffing glue and was in a punk gang, the girls in the gang loved his feminine ways,
Tom wasn’t gay or was he?
The lads in the punk gang tolerated him, he would make them laugh when they were all wasted at night, Tom would dance around and joke, he could impersonate certain politicians and actors that amused everyone,
He was so funny with this raggy old puppet with his ventriloquisms acts
Through the daytime Tom would sit outside tube stations with his puppet and making kids laugh, people passing by would put money into his cup, one day an Arab man put a fifty pound note in his cup as his wife giggled at Toms act,
Tom would go to an Indian corner shop that he befriended the shopkeeper in there and buy alcohol for the rest of the punk gang and they never harassed that shop,
Tom learned how to survive on the street and how to fight if he needed to,
He stole makeup for the girls and they loved him for that, one night when all was high and passed out in their place in the park, one of the girls started to mess with Tom and they ended up making love, the girl got pregnant and Tom was found out, the guys gave him a beating and he ended up in hospital in a bad way,
Tom got linked to a few burglaries and other stuff so when he was fit and well again he ended up in court again,
The judge told him he would go to prison, he offered to him a chance to join the British junior army,
Tom went for the junior army, he passed all the tests and started the training,
From day one the instructors noticed he was a bit of a mummy’s boy and feminine,
The other guys gave him a hard time and he didn’t finish the six months basic training, he absconded from the training camp and disappeared and lived on the streets again,
He stole from small corner shops and pick pocked people on the street, he was back sniffing glue and boozing again,
He befriended a shop keeper that gave him the odd can of booze rather than Tom coming in his shop robbing it and causing trouble,
The Indian shopkeeper told Tom a butcher he knew needed help out the back of his shop tidying up and stuff so Tom went round and offered himself, he needed to try and sort himself out.
Tom spent a few years working in the butchers shop in south end, he started out as the guy in the back clearing up all the waste meat and stuff, and it was hard work, all day covered in blood, the butcher got Tom into a bedsit and Tom repaid him back with his hard work,
The other butchers took the piss out of him as Toms mannerism’s made him look gay,
They accepted him for what he was that he was a good worker, he never went sick like the other butchers, they trained him when they could on butchery and Tom picked it up quickly, he was a dab hand with knives and butchery.
Tom got promotion from the boss.
Things were looking good for Tom, he was actually dealing with customers in the front shop now and chopping up joints of meat and throwing back the banter at the other butchers too,
Tom went for a haircut one day and got talking to the hairdresser who was gay,
The hair dresser who was the salon manager complained how short staffed they were here and in the other salons in Soho London too,
Tom said he was good with his hands and cutting things and talked about his time as a butcher, “we get the odd cow in here but not to butcher cheeky boy” the hairdresser told him, Tom laughed and said I could do this with a bit of training,
The hairdresser befriended Tom and they had a swift affair, he trained him after hours for a while,
One day whilst Tom was at work he got caught out the back of the butchers playing with himself and messing with a bloodied chickens carcass by one of the other butchers, he was caught before doing something sexual in private in the toilets with a pork joint, he
had covered his face in blood a while back too, nothing was said then, the rumours flied around though, Tom was even caught looking through a hole into the gents toilet one day by the bosses son who told his dad,
Tom got a warning from the boss.
“Tom left the butchers shop the south end before things got on top of him, he had a problem he had to sort out on his own,
He went to work in the hair salon as a cleaner and hair washer, he soon become apprentice, he picked up everything too fast and was soon cutting client’s hair,
All the customers enjoyed Tom’s chats and banter, there was always bookings for Tom every day and the manager noticed it.
His skills with a pair of scissor was noticed,
The boss sent Tom on a hair beauty course for two months as he had done so well and had shone in his shop pulling in a lot of new clients,
Tom excelled on his course coming top of the class,
When he went back to the shop the boss was so pleased with him, he offered him the manager’s position in one of his new shops,
Tom accepted his new position in the new shop and made a lot of money for his boss.
He stayed there as the shop manager and got a studio flat eventually, he bounced through relationships, boys and girls,
Tom didn’t know who he preferred more.
The shop owner came in one day and offered Tom a partnership as Tom had brought so many new clients to his business and his shop was doing so well compared to his few others,
Tom accepted and became one of the top salon managers in London in the hair beauty industry, he now was in a happy place in his life but was still so confused about certain issues, he was bi-sexual and some more!
Time moved on and Tom was thirty now, he had been in the hairdressing business for over twelve years and he was manager of one of his boss’s top shops in London’s west end, he had shares in the business now, Tom even taught new trainees his skills privately set up by his boss,
The boss was gay and loved Tom too bits,
They had something together a few years back and that was that,
One day whilst Tom was doing a ladies hair, she talked about her job in this library and how relaxing it was and stuff, Tom was interested and they talked some more about it, the lady said they are always looking for more librarians, she explained some people come for the job but don’t know how much you need to know on literature matter, the lady came in a few times to get her hair done and she always quizzed Tom that if he ever wanted a career change give her a bell, she would sort him out in the library.
Tom was out one night, he had a date with another guy who had come to get his hair done earlier on in the day,
Tom was waiting in the bar minding himself and texting on his mobile when his date walked up, they kissed cheeks and sat down,
The guy asked Tom if he fancies a game of pool, he knew why, Tom had already noticed two hunky guys playing pool who did look a bit gay,
They both went over and waited, Toms date put some money on the table,
“You want to play the winner or we go doubles” one of the guys announced,
“Ooh, ark at you with your muscles, we don’t even know you” Toms date exclaimed!
Toms date threw his head back and waltzed off to the ladies toilet, we all laughed!
“Looks so fussy how do you manage” one of the big guys said, “First date can you believe it” Tom replied,
One of the big boys came close to Tom and whispered in his ear then set the table up, the other guy looked a bit jealous and gave Tom a strong stare,
Toms date returned and they played pool, there was a lot of flirting going on and Toms date was getting a bit too close with one of the big guys,
More drinks were ordered and some more,
Some straight guys walked over, “you queers finished here or what” one of them announced,
“Takes a queer to know a queer bye the way” Toms date exclaimed and laughed like a girl,
The rest of the straight guys came forward,
“Listen take yourself and your tails somewhere else ok” one of then growled,
“well what is happening to London these days, always someone wants to spoil another person’s fun, it’s just so bad” Toms date announced,
“Finish my drink first if you don’t mind” Tom put in,
“well we do fucking mind, so leave your girly cocktails and fuck off before I stick something you won’t like up your slack ass” another one of the straight guys announced and came forward to grab one of the pool stick’s,
It got very ugly very fast,
The bar staff was shouting!
The straight guys went in swinging and shouting!
The two large gay guys fought back toughly but ran out the front of the bar,
Tom took a good punch to the face and was dragged out of the fire escape,
Toms date was dragged out to, they got laid into and left there in a bad state.
The bar staff came out and chased the thugs off!
Toms date was helped into a taxi and sent to hospital,
He refused to go and sat there in the back alleyway crying and bleeding.
The bar staff looked after him for a while and went back inside,
Tom staggered off, the bar staff shouted after him,
He made it to the steps outside his block,
He crawled his way up the stone steps and looked for his keys,
Tom was getting really giddy and blacked out, he opened his eyes but couldn’t see, his face was all wet from blood,
He had fallen down the steps, there was people around him and he heard an ambulance’s siren sounding,
He felt himself being lifted up and that was it.
Tom opened his eyes and saw a nurse standing next to him, he tried to talk but couldn’t, the nurse went all blurry,
“Well you’ve been in the wars haven’t you young man” he heard her say,
Tom tried to move but couldn’t, he was strapped to the bed,
“For your own safety, you fell out of bed on your first night and ripped the tube out of your arm” the nurse added,
Tom laid there and did some thinking, the nurse got on with her duties and gave Tom a bed bath,
“How long” Tom moaned,
“Two weeks now, you went into a coma for a week, took a bad knock to your help, what is your name” the nurse asked?
Tom looked at the nurse and shook his head, Tom could not remember what had happened to him, he didn’t know his name, tears rolled down his cheeks, the nurse wiped them away,
“don’t you worry yourself my boy, this is natural, the main thing is you are out of the coma and healing, you’re a lucky guy, the police keep asking to come and interview you, the doctor told them out of the question, you had a wallet on you when you came in, so we know who you are and so does the police too apparently” the nurse exclaimed, she smiled and walked away.
Tom laid there and drifted into a dream.
CHAPTER 2:
PAYBACK:
Tom was discharged from the special part of the hospital, he had been there for over a month now,
He was annoyed and had had enough of all this bullying every other night when he was out socialising with the few friends that he had in Soho,
This had happened too many times over the years and Tom was starting to look a lot older than he actually was,
Tom spent the whole day sorting his place out, he smoked a joint or two to mellow him out, and he sat next to his open window and watched the passer byes,
He put on some dark jeans and a black bomber jacket, he had a pair of gloves in his pocket along with his spare set of scissors,
He went out of his back door and down the fire escape, he made his way to the busy bars in Soho.
He knew what he was doing, a few times now he had seen these lads in pubs and later on buying kebabs on their way home, they always abused the gay society in the local area and had confronted him before, this was the second time they had bea
ten him, there wasn’t going to be a third!
Tom walked around some more, passing local pubs and bars, he took a seat in a small park and lit a cigarette and did some thinking, and he drank half the bottle of rum and just sat there on the bench.
Tom was still in shock about the ticket and was happy inside however he hurt and wanted some payback!
It was getting late, ten thirty now, there was a few drunk people around laughing and messing around,
Then Tom recognised the voice the of one of the men who had beaten him up earlier on,
Tom sat there and drank some more of the rum, he lit another cigarette and stayed there on the bench watching the people passing by.
Tom had seen these guys sitting in this small park at night eating their kebabs and hurling abuse at people a many times before, he sat there and waited,
Tom started to worry and left the bench, he walked back into the trees, and there was only a dimmed street light there so where he stood no one could see him,
The lads who had assaulted him came into the small park and as usual sat on the bench eating their kebabs, they hurled abuse at people passing by,
The drunk guys were talking about the beating they had given the gays earlier on that evening and they were laughing out loud!
Tom had planned this a few times and hidden a few things in the bushes in the park, he had been pushed too far, time for some payback.
He had hidden four hooked elastic bungees and some spiked plastic tent pegs, typical camping gear if found by anyone.
Tom stretched the bungees from one of the metal railings to the bottom of a tree and had dug in the plastic tent pegs,
The tent pegs were upside down with the spikes facing upwards, there was a crisscross of the stretched bungees low to the ground,
One of the drunks staggered off shouting back, “I’ll get some more beers then well crash at Johnno’s place for the night” he slurred and walked off,
The drunks were smoking and talking a load of rubbish,
Tom watched them,
He crept behind them and attached one of the bungees to the leg of the bench quietly,
He threw the looped bungee around one of the drunks necks and stretched it behind the bench as fast as he could, he hooked the end to the other leg of the bench and ran back in to bushes, the drunk cried out and fought for breath,
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