1956: chapter twenty-five

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(Get the goal, or no update, I want to extend writing this story so it's not over really quickly like invisible was)

also this chapter is violent af so be warned

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Saturday July 20th, 1956

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Eight boys sat in the car around the corner from Will's home. There's was Reece, Ashton, Michael, Oli, Q, Ben, Matt and James.

Reece checked his watch before turning to the boys, some were in the car, others leaning against it as they waited.

"Can we go in already?" Michael asked, holding the baseball bat, "I'm ready to bash his head in, Reece."

"Five minutes," Reece said, watching as a neighbours light turned off in their bedroom before he opened his car door. "You know the plan boys?"

"Mike and you go in." Ash said, "The others keep watch and fuck up his car."

Reece nodded, taking the pen knife from his pocket.

This was for Luke.

The group of boys headed towards the house on the end of the street. Reece raised his finger to his lips, signalling them to be quiet as they approached the front door.

Ashton moved to the front door and Michael kissed his cheek quickly before counting to three. On three, Ashton's boot kicked in the front door and it swung open harshly.

Reece and Michael went in, their eyes meeting Will's who was in the living room on the sofa, a girl in his lap. The girl shrieked, "Matty, get the girl out of here." Reece called, moving forward and grabbed Will by his shirt before throwing him to the floor.

Michael moved, pressed his boot clad foot to his neck so he couldn't move.

Matt took the girl, throwing her over his shoulder, who squealed, before he left the house with her.

Reece heard a smash outside the house and knew one of his friends had smashed Will's car window.

Reece looked down at Will, who smirked, "How's your boy? Still limping?" He laughed before choking as Michael pressed his foot down harder. "F-Fuck."

Reece looked around the room, noticing the fireplace was burning so he smirked before grabbing a fork from the fire places and putting it in the flames to heat up.

"You know." Reece started, moving the fork in the flames for a few seconds. "You really fucked with Luke's head."

Reece stood up before he walked over to Will again, bending down to be beside him. "He's scared on his thighs and he's not been school since what happened. He's scared to let me hold him, because he's so fucking frightened that you'll come back."

Reece pressed the searing hot fork against Will's chest and as he screamed in pain, Reece moved forward to straddle Will, pressing the fork in harder.

Reece pulled the fork away and Will sighed but he watched Reece hand the fork to Michael who put it in the flames again. "Ple-please." Will whispered.

Michael removed his foot from his throat before replacing it with the baseball bat instead. "You're fucking disgusting, and you call us fags disgusting." Michael scoffed.

Reece reached for the fork again, before pressing it to Will's cheek, who screamed again, louder this time. "Luke's broke!" Reece yelled at him, feeling his heart pounding. "He can barely fucking look at me, it took me months to be able to touch him intimately and now I have to ask him if I can hold his hand."

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