The house was still.
The living room was trashed with the expensive furniture broken and the elegant pictures that had hung on the wall now thrown to the ground and slashed viciously.
On the walls were smeared almost artistically drawn decorations of fresh brown shit.
The thick wall to wall carpet was drenched with pools of vile smelling urine.
And in the middle of it all curled in a tight fetal position was a naked Winston Arnett as he sobbed mightily with his eyes closed. His tears mixed with the rivets of deep red blood on his face from the knife slash on the left side.
The front door opened swiftly. Joe Jacobs entered his house and was instantly on the alert. What the hell was that smell? , he thought with disgust. That nasty foul repulsive smell..... He moved from the foyer to the living room where he froze in place as he saw the horror before him.
He didn't care about the vandalism. His only focus was on Winston.
" God damnit," he roared in a voice that sounded unlike his own. He rushed to the man , dropped to his knees and reached for him. Only to have Winston pull away in terror.
" Please, please don't..... hurt me," Winston whispered. He sounded so lost. So young. So scared. " Please. "
Joe gently touched his face, his poor brutalized face, and felt rage growing within him.
Who the hell had done this? Broke into his house ? Their house? Vandalized it in such a gross way? Hurt ..... Hurt Winston. Dear God. They hurt Winston.
They hurt the man he loved.
Whoever had did this would pay.
" Winston, it's me. It's Joe. Open your eyes. Tell me what happened. Who did this? Who hurt you? Talk to me! "
The man slowly opened his eyes, his bruised eyes, and blinked at him as he kept rocking back and forth. " Nothing.... Nothing..... He said if I told... anyone.... he would come back and kill us..... "
Joe pulled him into his arms and held him tightly. " Something happened ! Don't lie to me. I don't care what he said! What happened ! Who was it ! Who hurt you! "
Winston continued to cry in Joe's arms as he whimpered ," It was.... It was..... Skip Sands.... The man who raped my half brother Spencer Norland - Lane. "
Joe said," The one you gave a plea deal to ? "
" Yes. He said I ruined his life. He said he would take me anytime he wanted to. He said I deserved it. " He kept crying and rocking in his lover's protective arms. " He ..... He..... raped me too. Joe , don't call the police. He said he would kill you. "
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ODDS OF LOVE : SEASON TEN
General FictionThe ongoing soap opera about disabled math genius and professor Dr. Spencer Norland - Lane , his doctor husband DuBuis Lane and their family and friends in the Washington DC area.