Feeling that Way | By : KayleighSiobhan Category: Singers/Bands/Musicians > Journey Views: 5125 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
Disclaimer: I do not know any of the members of Journey. This story is completely a work of fiction. There is no truth to it. I make NO money from this story. |
The man knelt down on the floor next to Steve. The singer was unconscious and his skin was pale and feverish to the touch. “Damn”, his kidnapper said feeling Steve’s pulse. It was rapid and he realized the young man’s body could not endure the abuse and stress he had suffered that evening. “Poor baby”, he whispered stroking Stephen’s hair, “ Don’t die on me Steve. I will take you where you can get some help. Then when you are well I will come back for you. And next time will be better because you will be willing to be with me. After all Greg won’t want you back now that you let me make love to you. “ He leaned over and kissed Steve before lifting him off the floor. Even with his tiny, slender, frame Steve was dead weight. The kidnapper sighed and carried him to the front door. He was glad he had the foresight to unlock the heavy deadbolt, for he had known Steve was too broken both physically and psychologically to run at this point. The big struggle was opening the van door. He laid Steve inside and hoped the young man wouldn’t go into shock before he was “rescued.” ---------- Aaron came into the living room, rubbing his eyes. Seeing the two men on the couch he leaned over and hugged them both then said to Greg, “ I am glad you got some sleep. Since you were on the couch I went up to the master bedroom. Hope you don’t mind. “Greg shrugged “ It’s your house. He was quiet a minute then said “ Where is everyone?” Well Tena is in the other guess bedroom, Herbie hasn’t slept at all, and Ross is on a lounger in the sunroom. Not very comfortable but I don’t think he likes us very much now. “ “Well that is his fucking problem.” Neal muttered under his breath. “By the way isn’t Mark wondering where you are, ?” Greg asked referring to Aaron’s partner. “ Oh he actually called me yesterday before he came here. He said a friend had an emergency out of town and he would be back in a couple of days. Aaron looked sad for a minute and Greg said “ Something is wrong ?” “No, Aaron said “ Mark is just really busy and distracted. He has his work at the hospital and he runs the clinic in the city. He just doesn’t have a lot of time for a relationship. But that is neither here no there… I don’t want to bother you with my problems. I told him to call me here is he needed to get in touch. ” Greg asked him, “ No one has called all night” Aaron spoke gently, while squeezing Greg’s hand, “Not yet babe but I know Rossi is using every available resource. He keeps the local guys on a short leash, he has background in investigations, he was a detective in his younger years. So if anyone can bring Steve home, he can.” Aaron stopped at that point but there was something unspoken in the air. Neal picked up on it and said “ I heard him say his son died and then he and Mary were talking in Portuguese, what was that about. Aaron sighed, “Rossi expected his son Matt to go into law enforcement like him. But Matthew came back from two years in Nam and said he never wanted to see a gun again. He and his Dad argued about then he left for two years and went out of state. He went to college in Washington. When he finally came back home he had hair down to his waist and was carrying a guitar. He had also met the love of his life, a little blond guy with long curls and a big set of pipes. Looked and sounded a lot like Robert Plant.... Rossi had this whole life planned out for his son, police academy, marriage, kids. He told his son he could not and would not accept his life style…. “ Matthew left home that night. He got an apartment with Michael and they started trying to make it big in music. About 6 months later Michael called Rossi one day to see if Matthew had went to his parent’s house, because he hadn’t been home for two days. Aaron hesitated a minute then said “ They found Matthew’s body the next day. He was in an alley, naked, and thrown behind a dumpster. Apparently the guys had him for 3 days and repeatedly raped him till he hemorrhaged to death. Rossi never forgave himself. He felt as if he had accepted his son’s choices he would still be alive. And he said he would never let another parent bury their child if he could help it. A lot of the local police don’t care what happens to homosexual men and care even less about gay rock musicians. I knew that to find Steve, Rossi would be our best bet. He is commited to helping young men, he wants to offer them the protection he did not give his son. With Mathew dead it is all he has left.” There was a heavy silence in the room a minute then Aaron said “Now I know that no one probably feels like eating but I am going to make breakfast, starving to death isn’t going to get Steve home any faster.” Greg stood up and said “ I will help you. I need something to do beside sit.” The two men went into the kitchen. They were followed by Misty who had spent the night asleep on a chair, curled up on Steve’s jacket. She waited by her bowl for her food. She looked up at Greg again mewing sadly as if asking where Steve was. Greg thought he was going to loose it again at that point. He leaned over the counter with his head down. Aaron immediately wrapped his arms around the young man and held him. “Greg, I can’t even imagine what you are going through right now. I know you are terrified but you have to keep yourself together. When Steve comes home…. “ If he comes home “ Greg interrupted, "If, not when, no one knows what is going on… Steve could be dead…. Hell we are the coast it would not be difficult to throw a body in the water and we would never even find him…." “ No, stop that”, Aaron sounded a bit harsh. “ We can’t think that way” We have to be positive… now this man is fixatated on Steve… he wants him as a lover… murder isn’t in his plans.” .Greg felt like he was hyperventilating at this point. He pulled away from Aaron’s tight embrace. Then he laughed but it there was no humour in it. He then said “ You know I was so patient with Steve, I was taking my time because Steve was inexperienced with men. I didn’t want to push him so we kind of kept at a heavy petting stage. We were finally ready to go all the way so to speak. He was just like an angel so innocent and sweet… I don’t think Steve is even aware of how amazing and beautiful he is. And when I think of this bastard just grabbing Steve, forcing himself on him, violating him like he probably has by now. He took what was rightfully mine.” Aaron looked at Greg and said “ No, he took what was rightfully Steve’s, it is Steve’s body and it is up to him to decide who to give himself to. He stopped a minute…” Greg are you going to have a problem with this ? I mean the only thing you should be upset about is that this man has hurt Steve, your ego should not be coming into this at all. Steve loves you and wanted you to be the first and only man he was going to sleep with. He had no say in this and it doesn’t change who he is OR how he feels about you. It should not alter your love for him one bit. If you are having trouble because this guy forced… totally forced himself into’s Steve’s body and soul, and you think he stole something from you, man you need to put that pride on the shelf. Cause trust me Steve doesn’t need it. If Steve thought you couldn’t love him any more because he has been raped, it will crush him.” Greg’s eye’s were blazing hot and angry. “I never said that …. I want Steve back and safe in my arms….I can’t put into words how I feel. I am not even sure he will want to be with a man again. He may not be able to separate the rape from having a normal loving relationship. I think I am just angry at myself more then anything. I promised him I would keep him safe. I let him down… and maybe because of that I will loose the the best thing that ever happened to me.” “Christ you are all making me sick,” Ross was standing in the door between the sunroom and the kitchen. Neither man noticed when he came in, so they were not sure how much of the conversation the bassist had heard. Aaron’s asked “ Eavesdropping Ross ?” Ross said “ “Does no one ever think of the part Steve has played in this ?” Damn it I am part of this band too… my ass and career are on the line, you all want to the deny the truth go ahead. Steve struts around half naked, shirt open down to his waist His damn pants are so tight you can see everything God gave him, and he is willing to show that to any women or man who has money for a concert ticket. Then he bats those big eyes and tosses his hair around to flirt with everyone in the audience. He should have known sooner or later he would turn on the wrong person. So what is happening to him he brought on himself. But now he will drag us all down with him.” Whatever Ross’s next words were going to be they were cut short by Greg’s fist connecting with his mouth. Ross hit the floor hard. The commotion brought Neal and Herbie in to the kitchen. Neal stepped in front of Greg who was getting ready to pound Ross into unconcisouness. Greg was truly a product of 60’s San Francisco, a peace loving hippie type who considered violence a last resort. But he was at the end of his rope emotionally and Ross had definitely crossed a line. Ross started to stand up and Neal took Greg’s arm and said “ Don’t, he ain’t worth it.” Herbie pulled Ross to his feet and said “Just leave Vallory. “ Ross wiped the blood off his mouth that resulted from the split lip Greg had just given him. He looked up at Greg who towered over him and outweighed him by about fifty pounds. He snickered then and said " Well Rollie maybe you should save all that anger and brute strenght for the guy who is right now fucking Steve's brains out. Of course that could be a good thing... you wanted a screamer didn't you.. bet you Perry is screaming now !!! Greg lunged at the bass player again. Aaron pulled him back and said to the bassist "Get the hell out of my house, while you can still leave under your own steam. Ross turned around and walked towards the kitchen door. He spoke once more.“ Tell Mary for her sake I hope her son comes home. As far as the rest of you, Go to hell. “ Herbie, I wish the hell you had left Perry’s faggot ass on that turkey farm.” He stalked into the living room grabbing his car keys and slamming the front door behind him. There was a collective sigh of relief in the room when they heard his car drive away. -------- A van pulled into the parking lot behind the closed stores. It was still dim out but it wouldn’t be long before day started to break. The man smoothed his hand across the dash board making sure the VIN number had been obliterated. He picked up the license tag and the registration and shoved them into a duffle bag. He got out of the passenger seat and went around the back of the van. Looking around quickly to make sure no one was watching, he opened the van door and climbed in. Steve was awake but not moving. He leaned over Steve straddling his body. He smiled down and looked at the singer, who’s eyes were glazed over from fear, pain and exhaustion. Steve was seeing his abductor for the first time with out his mask, and suddenly his fuzzy mind focused for just a second. He recognized the man and he said faintly “ It’s you, oh God how could you do this to me. “ His abductor smiled and leaned over kissing him, then whispering "I will be back Steve, this was only the beginning. I have claimed you as my own now. Greg can never have what I took. “ He slid his hand down till he was nudging Steve’s legs apart, possessively covering what was between them. Steve moaned, “No, please no more. “ He heard the rapist chuckle softly. He got out of the van shutting the door, leaving Steve helpless and alone. The young man’s eyes drifted closed, as in his mind he said goodbye to Greg, his mother, and everything in life he loved. The kidnapper proceeded down several blocks before finding a pay phone a good distance from where he left the van. He then placed the first of several calls to get the rest of his plan for Steve in motion.
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