Rating : T
Pairing : Still Marki
Summary
: When a boy not as lucky as the other, he's trying to regain his
happiness, of course with his beloved family and friend helps.
Warning : Physical Abuse , Emotionaly wrecked
Part 2 –
What’s wrong With Him!?
I was a respected man, and
of course I would respect all the private things. That’s why I never asked any
private things to Kian, if not himself who was telling me. As long as he
wouldn’t talk, I wouldn’t ask and I wouldn’t cross that line. Even I really
want to know everything about Kian, why he was so introvert.
Till one day, something happened.
It
was a boring day in Arkroyd class. We both had Algebra class. George Arkroyd
was a monster, nobody like him, but he is genius. Algebra was not my favorite,
as well as Kian. We both like literature, so it’s kind of freaky class for us.
But still I would not pay attention of his lecture, as well as Kian. I watched
him, he was busy of writing his journal (even in Arkroyd class!). I smiled,
then let my mind drifted to another place.
I was really in dreamy land when I heard a
shocking loud shout.
“Sullivan, to the corner, now!”
I back into reality in shock… looked to Kian … (the
only Sullivan in the class), he drop the pen and closed the journal slightly.
‘Shit, he was
caught!’ I
thought.
There’s a silent a moment, till finally Kian
raised up from his sit.
In
pale and no hesitant he walked to the wall.
I watched in horror as
the bastard made him stand about 3 feet from the wall facing it.
Before Kian done that,
a shocking act coming. Kian pulled down his trouser.
Arkroyd shocked and
went pale. “What are you doing, Sullivan! ? Pulled up your trouser!”
But there was no
respond from Kian, as he stood like a statue, and kept pulling down. Kian was blanked
out, like he wasn’t there. Till he was ready with his boxer. His legs were
shaking
“Sullivan! I said pulled it up!!
“SULLIVAN!!!!!” Arkroyd went mad.
Soon Kian was back
into reality with shocked and see his teacher was red in angry face.
“PULLED UP YOUR TROUSER, NOW!!”
He froze and saw his trouser
was all over the floor, and realized his friends were in all shocking pale face,
even me. He then pulled up his trouser.
“That would be
double, Sullivan. Now bend over and place your palms on the wall” to do this
Kians upper body was parallel to the floor… and his backside stuck out…
Then Arkroyd pulled out a long cane. I closed my eyes
imagining the beating he would get.
SWAT!! First cane through Kian bottom. There was no sound
from Kian, even a whimper. He kept the yelped and screaming. The welts voice
echoing through the class.
It seemed like eternity, and it didn’t stop. Some lad had
to close his eyes, for not able to see it.
Kian’s trouser was ready to ripped from the canes. I saw Arkroyd
had gone too far.
To
my eyes, Kian bit his lips to stop the cried. I felt so sick. I wanted so much
to kick the bastard away from Kian. But I couldn’t.
Till
he satisfied with punishment, then pulled back the canes. “Well, that is for
being insolent.”
Kian
was still quiet. There’s a blood in his lips where he bite it.
Then
he turned to the class… “Alright, that’s it for
today. I’m sorry for this mess. Good day, everybody,” then went out without
even looking at Kian.
As
Arkroyd left, me and couple friends rushed into Kian who was still bending over
the wall shaking and pale.
“Are you alright, Kian?”
He just nodded, and straightened
his body.
With my help, he walked back to his chair. He sat with painfully, and laid his
head on the desk. I gathered he didn’t feel like communicating… I couldn’t have
said why but I felt sick at the thought of him hurting… so I watched him…he was
so pale…
“Kian, you should go to the med. room,”
some friend advising.
He
just shook his head, still laid down.
“Back to our room?” I asked him carefully.
And
he nodded.
I
sighed, and packed his books.
“Come on, Kian,” ready with his bag. “Can
you stand up?”
He
nodded and carefully stood up…I supported him to walk, and carried him.
It
felt like a long journey to our room, and Kian was still quiet. Still in shock!
“Here we are, Kian, our room,” as we
arrived, and Kian collapsed onto the bed, faced down.
I
watched him in worried. His trouser were tattered, it could be there’s an open wound.
“Kian, we should see your wounds. Can you
open your trouser?”
Horrified
he shook his head, refused it
“Kian, I’m sure there’s an open wound on
your back, we should see it.”
But
he kept shook.
“Please, Kian. I won’t hurt you. I just
want to check it and healed it. I have to see it, Kian.”
No
changes, Kian was still shaking his head, refused it.
But
I didn’t give up. Till I had to face him up, and starred him deep.
“I’m not going to hurt you, I just want to
see it. Please, let me open your trouser,” with my pleading eyes.
He
saw my pleading eyes, and he believed. Then
he nodded, and pulled down his trouser.
I
helped him, to take it off all. And I’m
shocked with the blood trough his boxer.
“Oh, my god,” and pulled it down. I was
more shocked as I saw his arse. There were not only messed up with the canes - one or two of the wounds were open and
bleeding where the cane had broken the skin - but there was also angry old scars
over his back till his top legs.
I looked at Kian, and he was even paler and
frighten.
“It’s alright,
Kian, I’ll take care of this,” then go to med. box, and comeback with a bowl of
water.
Without
a word, I bathed his wounds, and poured something on it. Still he didn’t let
the whimper out. He kept silent, with his pale face.
‘Damn, what now? Where he
got this all? I can’t stand it, I have to know!’ But I’m sure I couldn’t
ask Kian. So I have to ask Shane. But did he know about this? Well he should,
he is his brother!
Right
in time, somebody rushed in with the worried and pale face. His brother!
“Kian!?
“Fuck!” as he saw the wounds, and sat with
him after shut the door off. “You alright, Ki?”
Kian
just nodded.
Shane
nodded believed
“How’s the wounds?” he asked me.
“I had taken care of it.”
“Good. Thanks Mark.”
I
just nodded.
“ I just heard what happened, and rushed here
ASAP.”
“Yeah, it was horrible. Arkroyd had gone
too far.”
“I know. He was a jerk.”
Then
he back to Kian, and watched him, Kian had fall to sleep. Shane sighed relieved.
He saw the scars on Kian’s back, and he just sighed in pain. He covered his
brother with a thin sheet
“What happened, Shane?” I asked him,
couldn’t stand it. “Where the hell he got that?”
He
turned to me, with a flat emotion.
“I think, you should ask him. It was not my
place of telling you. That if he trust you.”
I
stunned, “Was it so horrible?”
“Yes, it was. And he doesn’t like anybody
to know it.”
“But I’m his roomy, I have to know.”
“Not that easy. Wait till he trusts you.
When he does, he will tell you.”
I
went silent. And watched his brother looked so worried.
“I’ll stay for tonight,”
“Be my guest.”
He
just nodded.
TBC
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