The Friendly Affair

Six

Present Day with Wade

"What lead to the assault this evening?"Rogers asks after I detailed the relationship between Peter, Blaze and I.

For several weeks the three of us would go out and have some fun, something the two of them were missing out on. Although I'm not much of a family man I have a soft side for children, especially those with parents like Eugene Fucking Thompson. I grit my teeth at the memory of the phone call earlier this evening, not even a few hours ago to be exact.

"I was at home, couldn't sleep like most nights when Peter called."

🔱Earlier That Evening🔱

I was up uninterestedingly watch some old black and white movie marathon. Sleep doesn't come easily to me unless a certain amounts of liqure flowed through my veins. My thoughts were on a certain brunette and his bright smile, a smile I never want into see falter into sadness. I couldn't sleep because of the familiar yearny I thought I would never feel again. Something passionate, a deep desire and a bit wistful knowing he doesn't feel the same for me. Who would? I am a hideous creature no one could ever love. It has been a proven fact.

While wallowing in selfpity I heard a buzzing noise coming from on top of the coffee table. Flipping it open I saw Peter's name on the callers ID. Smiling, more like grinning like a idiot, I answered.

"Petey-pie what's shaking buddy?"The sound of muffled sobs and yelling instantly made me alert."Peter what's wrong?"

"W-wade."It wasn't Peter but Blaze. His voice shook as he struggled to find the right words." Dad, papa wants a d-divorce and dad isn't too happy about it. And he knows about- a-about our outings from a friend of his. H-he wasn't happy Wade. Never seem him this angry. He- he thinks you and papa are  together a-and that you'll take u-us away from h-him."

"Oh I am Blaze. I'm on my way there now!"I growled already having my sweater and boots on and heading out the door."What did he do Blaze."

"No-"

"Don't lie to me Blaze, please not to me."I begged.

"..."Blaze continued to cry on the other end.

"Please Eithan,"

"H-he blow a fuse. He trashed the house and started hitting p-papa. He was about to stab papa, but I-I got in the way.He d-didn't care W-wade, he didn't care!"

I saw red. I didn't know how long or home fast it took me to get to their house but I found myself pounding an angry fist against the thick door. On the other side I could hear a mans voice roaring loudly as objects broke and a pleading voice begging him to calm down.

"YOU CHEATING WHORE! IS EITHAN EVEN MINE! HUH? WAS I JUST AN EASY TARGET!"

"OF COURSE HE'S YOURS HOW COULD YOU ASK SOMETHING LIKE THAT?"The second voice whose I recognized as Peter's yelled out in disbelief.

"THEN WHY ARE YOU HANGING OUT WITH ANOTHER MAN WITH MY KID!WHAT IS HE A BETTER FATHER TO HIM THAN I AM!?"Eugene exclaimed.

"YOU KNOW WHAT, YES HE IS! HE'S BEEN A BETTER ROLEMODLE FOR MY SON THEN YOU'VE EVER HAVE!"

That seemed to set the guy off even more at Peter's confession. More furniture had been thrown and Peter's struggling gasps filled my ears.I had to get inside. I needed to get inside. I circled around the house finding the backdoor to the kitchen. I busted throw to find the house a complete disaster. I heard a small whimper coming from the small laundry room and found Blaze huddled between the wall and dryer.

"Blaze buddy."I called put to him.

He lifted his head to reveal a large deep gash on his left cheek. Tears stranded his face and his blood covered his clothes.

"Wade!"He cried launching himself at me.

I held onto him tightly trying to consol him."Wade help papa please help papa! Dad's gonna kill him!"

"Go hide I'll handle this. "Making sure he was safe in his hiding place I rushed out to find Peter fighting off Eugene with all his might.

Eugene easily overpowered the lanky man but that didn't stop Peter. He had a child to protect and wasn't gonna back down anytime soon. In the larger man's hand was a nine inch blade while the other was clutched tightly around Peter's neck.

Again, rage blinded me. Protect them. Protect Blaze. Protect Peter. Kill, kill the bastard! I gave into the rage, letting the beast take control. Ignoring the pathetic pleads from the retched man bleeding beneath me. What broke me away from finishing him off was Peter's voice which was close, too close. Blinking my eyes to get a clear picture as to what was happening I found Eugene laying on the floor in a pool of  blood, unconscious.

Peter was leaning against my back, his skinny arms wrapped tightly around my middle. I could feel him shaking but continued to hold on."Its okay now. Its okay now."

"FREEZE! NYPD!"