A Rude Awakening

Nicolas Grothmann

As the darkness surrounds Germany, the stars begin to awaken, glittering around the night sky, illuminating the sky. A new moon settling in across the, now looking murky lake, a mirrored reflection of the new moon appearing on the wavy water infront of us. It was absolutely beautiful. The temperature has dropped in the low 10's, making is a cold autumn night. A shiver lands on the smaller boy in my arms, he brings himself closer to the warmth the glowed around my body, I wonder why I was so warm on this autumn night... Oh well.

The silence suddenly breaks due to Somchai coughing slightly before muttering, "I want to let you know that I take ptsd medication, I am currently due to collect them tomorrow. Are we able to make a tour to the pharmacy?"

"That's fine, your father fucked you up big time huh?" I answered back, pushing his fringe back to expose his barely spotted forehead. He immediately sits up to fix his hair before nodding in agreement.

"Ragion had murdered my mother at the hospital an hour after I was born, he was imprisoned for a few years before he had somehow escaped, he stayed low and created the fight club. Whilst this was going on, I was learning my sexuality, my likes and dislikes, stuff like that and when I had came out to my father and Rose both showed such... disgusted faces." Somchai takes a sharp inhale, tears streamed down his face as he expresses how hurt and destroyed he felt once he was showed with such expressions. "A few days after that my mother had forced girls my age onto me, and said if I didn't pleasure them I would go with my father and fight men, I at first didn't want to, obviously. Yet the first girl that she ever introduced to me was so demanding, so incredibly selfish that she had basically forced herself on me, she didn't care if I was hard or not she fucked herself on me, she didn't care if I wanted this she had listened to Rose's words, that girl was yelling such revolting words at me once she had came. And this happened every night when father was drunk or high in fight clubs earning us money." He looks up at me after finishing, he looked so broken, so fragile. It will become my mission to protect this boy, it will be my mission to make sure Rose Chalem and Papa Chalem can never stand on their own again.

"And whenever my father would come home, he'd beat me up until I had passed out or if he got exhausted, which rarely happened. I use to believe he did this out of love, and that it will be all over if I told them I was straight but that never escaped my mouth once." He finishes his story off with him wiping away his tears and looking down at his shaken up hands. I quickly pull his body on top of mine, holding his hands in mine as he sobs his heart out of my shoulder. "Do you think I'll ever get over this?"

"I don't know, I guess it depends on where you're living. If you were to live somewhere safe, warm and where everyone surrounding you if nice and friendly, possibly. Though if you stayed in that area, probably not." I answered back, unsure of my answer.

We didn't talk about the situation again, breathing in the fresh, peaceful air and exhaling was the only thing surrounding both of us, arms wrapped around the others bodies as we both looking around the place that surrounded us.

Soon enough, the silence was abruptly interrupted by my phone ringing. Glancing at the caller, I quickly answered.

"Vikter."

"Nicolas." He answered back. "I need you both back at the hotel, we need to discuss a few things, it's important for you to be here if you're going to be second in command."

"We'll arrive in 10 minutes." I answered back, slightly annoyed. Although I couldn't do much now, I just had to suck it up and repay Somchai somehow. Once the call was ended, I told Somchai to clean the picnic stuff up with me, I had also said how Vikter wants me back for something important.

"This sucks, though it was really fun. This place is really magic!"

I smiled widely, agreeing with him before laying my lips on his forehead, kissing it before rushing off to the car we had arrived in. After packing everything in the boot of the car, Somchai took his seat in the passenger side whilst I took the drivers.

Whilst driving back, Somchai and I both were singing along to the radio music, whilst also making jokes about the music, both offensive jokes as well as just dad classic jokes.

"Hey babes. The car behind us has been following us since we basically got on the road." Somchai said, pointing behind us slyly.

"Well if we take a different route, you tell me if they keep following us. If they do call Vixen or Vikter." I reply, focusing on the road infront of me. I sharply turn a corner, my body turns slightly stiff, as I focus on the road as well as increasing my speed trying to get out of sight. I make eye contact with the rear view mirror, noticing the car right behind the car.

"They're following us... Are we going to get hurt?" Somchai says, he begins to shake. Somchai's breathing increased whilst his eyes begin to get blurry.

"No, no. We aren't going to get hurt. What I want you to do is call either Vixen or Vikter, whoever you're comfortable calling and tell them what is currently happening alright?" I reply, placing a hand on Somchai's thigh, squeezing it slightly as I keep my eyes on the road whilst also looking to see what the drive behind me is doing. "I promise you, we'll be ok as long as you tell one of those people what is happening. Otherwise we will probably get hurt if anything bad happens."

He nods his head, quickly sliding his phone out of his pocket. Fumbling around with his password he soon gets on his contacts and immediately calling Vixen.

"Hello?" Somchai says, glancing behind him. His knees against his chest as he tries to slow down his breathing .

"Breath in and then breath out, breath in then breath out." I say to him, he nods doing the instruction I said to him, as well as doing the actions as well. Once he was calm enough, he told Vixen everything that was currently happening.

"Ok we're about to turn the corner now." Somchai says. Once I turned the car into the parking lot, all we heard next was continuous gun fires behind us, Vikter's Mafia.

Somchai screams as he closes his eyes and holding his ears with his hands, he ducks his head into his knees as all that echoed through his mouth was sobs and the occasional scream or whimper.

This is stressful.

After parking the car at the front door of the hotel, I immediately turn the engine off, rushing to Somchai's side to pick him up.

"No, please don't hurt me." He whimpers.

"It's just me, I'm not going to hurt you, I promise." I say to him softly, soon in a blink of an eye, he was wrapped around me sobbing his eyes out, his grasps were tightly holding my t-shirt. He was not going to be letting go any time soon that's for sure.

"Come inside, we'll uh have this talk in the morning I'll come round to your room to discuss." Vikter says. "I'm sorry for calling, my bad."

I nod. "What time."

"7 am. Sharp."

"Goodnight."