The Sailor's Stories

1019 Chapter nineteen – The Sailor’s Awakening.

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Standing there, a look of abject terror on his face, the hunter approached his prey slowly. He had seen his quarry only moments before, and knew that if he didn’t strike soon he would lose his chance…

“Can’t let you get away…, no telling where you’ll end up…”

He edged ever closer, as the fear built up slowly. A slow sheen of sweat, started to form on his upper lip and back. SHIT! His prey had moved…, turned around, and was now staring straight at him. Those beady little eyes…, Oh god, why did it have to do that!? The fear reaching it’s peak, and the adrenaline starting to flow freely, the hunter lunged…


Unrolling his weapon of choice, a copy of last months “Navy News”, he surveyed the damage…

“I fucking HATE spiders!” I said, to no one in particular.

The adrenaline was starting to leave my system as, with a slight shudder of disgust, I used the edge of the magazine, to wipe the mess off my bedroom wall. It’s true, I never have liked spiders. To be honest, I can’t even reconcile, why they cause such fear in me. Well…, I guess that’s why they call them “Irrational fears”.

After the boys had left for tryouts, I had come upstairs. The weariness I had felt after my run with Corey, aided by the warm water of the hot tub, had made me sleepy.  I don’t know how long I had slept, though when I woke, that’s when I saw the disgusting object of my fear. Coming down off of the adrenaline high, I laid back on my bed, I wasn’t overly tired anymore, just…, wrung out. That’s when I heard the door slam, and a small pair of feet running up the stairs. I listened keenly, as the slamming door had gotten all too familiar, up until a month ago. I timed the steps, and  the second slam signalled who the feet belonged too. Sighing, I got up and walked to Dale’s door.

Standing there, in front of his door, I heard a second set of feet on the stairs and turned to see Carl approach…

“Tryouts not go well?”

“Um.., no…, not really…”

“What happened?”

“When the coach found out who Dale was, he started making fun of him…, he seriously upset him, and Dale took off before I could stop him…”

“Alright…,” I said, with another large sigh. “I’ll deal with this…, why don’t you go downstairs and fix us something to eat…, give me about a half an hour.”

Nodding his assent, but not happy about the state his boyfriend was in, Carl reluctantly went back downstairs. I was still a little rushed, from my previous encounter, so I took a couple of deep breathes as I turned and knocked…


“I’m coming in ‘Short Stack’…” I said, as I opened the door.

As I stepped into his room, closing the door behind me, I took in the scene. He was lying face down on his bed, softly sobbing into his pillow. God it hurt seeing him this way, I never had gotten used to it…, and it had happened far too often this year. I knew that I had not gotten the whole story from Carl, I didn’t think that he had intentionally hidden anything, I just hadn’t given him the time to tell it. I looked Dale over…, his gear wasn’t even dirty. I guessed then, that whatever happened, had happened fairly early on. By the look of it, he hadn’t even stepped on to the mound.

I decided to let that go, and went over to sit on the edge of his bed. As I sat, he shifted a little away from me, so I sat back further and gently placed my hand on his back. Rubbing his back softly, I let him have a little time, letting him know that I was there, just for him. After a few minutes of this, he turned his head towards me, eyes red and puffy, that look on his face telling a story so horrible…

“Why do people have to be so mean?”

“I don’t know ‘Short Stack’. Sometimes, people just get so twisted and bitter in their own lives, that all they can do anymore is take it out on others.”

“But why…, what have I done that’s so bad?”

His voice was so pitiful and heart wrenching, I could barely keep my rage in check. Oh I wasn’t mad at him…, no sir! I was mad at whoever had done this to him. My mind was in turmoil, as I looked at my boy…, so young, so obviously fragile. I couldn’t help, but wonder, what had happened to the sweet young boy I had known. Where was the boy that, was so full of life and energy, brimming with youthful confidence. It was a struggle, but I managed to keep my expression free of what I was feeling.

“You haven’t done anything little man…, I promise you that…, why don’t you tell me what happened?”

“I don’t know what went wrong Uncle Cam…, everything was going good…, I batted well, I hit two home runs because coach wanted to see if the first was a fluke…, then when he called for the pitchers, three of us went up to the mound…, the first two, I didn’t know. And then it was my turn…, after I pitched for a while, he wanted to see my permission slip, so I gave it to him…., I guess that’s where it went downhill…”

I could see the grimace on his face, as he paused. I was worried about what was coming next, but I didn’t want to say anything, lest he clammed up on me. I was desperate to get to the bottom of it. While he had been talking he had rolled onto his back, so he could look at me, more comfortably. I slid my hand onto his, as I waited for him to continue, and gave it a reassuring squeeze…

“He didn’t say anything at the time, just looked me over…, like he was…, I don’t know…, but I know I didn’t like it…”

I didn’t like where this was going, and I could feel my emotions starting to boil over again. Dale squirmed a little, as I squeezed his hand a bit too hard. Realising what I had done, I quickly slackened the pressure, but still held on. Calming down again he continued…

“… As the other two walked off, Coach Evans held me back…., when we were alone he said, ‘You Trevallian’s boy eh?’…, ‘He’s my uncle’ I told him, then he said, ‘You like to suck dick too boy?’ I told him no…, I don’t know why I said it, but he made me feel…, dirty…, then he said ‘I tell you what, you can be on the team, if you do something for me.’ As he said that, I could see him looking at my junk…, I didn’t wait to find out what he wanted, I just ran. Then he started yelling things, and all the guys started laughing…, Uncle Cam, it was horrible!”

Evans…., where have I heard that name before…?

“Where was your brother, and the others when all this happened?”

“I don’t know where Corey was…, Carl was catching…, and Teddy was in the outfield…., Carl heard everything, but I don’t think Teddy did…”

As he once again burst into tears…, I pulled him into a hug. I held him tight for several minutes, before the tears that convulsed through him, started to abate. By the time he had calmed down, my shirt was soaked, and I was shaking slightly with rage. I don’t know how I did it, but I managed to keep it out of my voice, as the sudden realisation, of where I had heard that name, hit me like a freight train…

“What was his first name Dale…, do you know it?”

“Sean…, I think…”

“Are you sure?”

“Yeah…, yeah I think so…, why?”

“I’m sorry you had to go through that buddy…, I really am…, I should have dealt with this a long time ago, but I won’t be making that mistake again.”

I got up and headed to the door The sadness had gone from Dale’s face, only to be replaced, by fear and concern…

“Uncle Cam…, what are you going to do?”

“Don’t worry about it ‘Short Stack’, your coach and I just have some catching up to do…, Carl’s down stairs fixing something to eat…, you two just stay here till I get back…,ok?”

“No…, I’m going with you!” He said, as he made to get off his bed.

“The hell you are kiddo…, just stay here…, I’ll be back soon.”

With that I was out the door, headed downstairs to my jeep. Moments later, I was in the jeep barreling down the road. I was furious, that my past had once again caught up with me…, I never did settle that debt, but I now I was more than ready to collect. The tires made a satisfying squeal, as I skidded to a stop in the baseball park’s parking lot. As I leapt out, heading to the field, I noticed several onlookers…, I didn’t care.

Walking past the bleachers, I saw him standing on the field. Even with his back to me, I recognised him straight away, except for getting fatter, he hadn’t changed much. I came right up behind him, the shock of recognition was evident and satisfying, as I made my presence known…

“Still got the hots for young boys eh? You’re a disgusting fuckpig Evans.”

He turned to face me, I could see the fear in his eyes…, like all bullies, he was a coward. I had to give him credit though…, he hid it reasonably well…

“Hey Trevallian…, long time… I heard you joined the Navy…”

“Kiss my ass, shithead! We aren’t friends…, never were, and this isn’t a social call.”

“Now now, Trevallian…, no need for name calling…, I guess you’ve seen your nephew then?”

“You’re going down for this…”

“For what?  I never touched him!”

“Yeah but you wanted too…, didn’t you , you SICK FUCK!”

“Keep your fucking voice down Trevallian!”

“Oh yeah? Or what?”

He pulled his phone out of his pocket…, I could see the gears working in his head, he still wasn’t sure if he could get the situation back under control. I didn’t even give him the chance to dial, and for the first time, in a very long time, I threw the first punch…

“They won’t get here in time to save you…”

I balled my fists and went straight in…, he dodged my left, but it was just a feint anyway…, the right landed square on target, with a sickening smack. He rolled with it, but I followed through with a sweeping kick that took out his legs. He was dazed, but still with it enough, to avoid my leaping down thrust fist. I just managed to pull most of the force in time, as I hit the ground. It still hurt though, and I took a moment to recover…, unfortunately, that gave him enough time to get to his feet. We circled each other…, me looking for an opening…, him looking for a way out. Which of course he got, but from the most unlikely of sources…

“Uncle Cam…, STOP!” Yelled an incredulous Corey.

“What the hell is going here? Don’t worry Sean the cops are on the way.” One of the other parents had also joined us.

“Stay out of this…, this bag of over ripe shit, has had this coming for a long time!”

“I saw what happened Sean…, if you need a witness, I’ll back you up…” said the parent.

I turned to him, while still keeping an eye on Evans….

“Yeah? You want this piece of shit pedophile to get away with it?”


“That’s right, your coach here, told my nephew he could be on the team…, if he gave up some special favours, that is…, that really the kind of coach you want around your boy?”

I don’t think he really believed me, but there was enough doubt on his face…, a face I recognised, but couldn’t quite place, it had been over five years. It didn’t matter right then, anyway, as the aforementioned police arrived.

“Sgt Jefferson, what the hell’s going on?” Said the policeman.

“I want to press charges Officer, this man assaulted me for no reason. I have witnesses!” Evans said.

“Hang on a minute, that’s not quite all of it…” Said Jefferson, the parent who had come to the coach’s aid, and went on to explain all that he had seen, and heard. It didn’t take long…

“That’s a pretty serious allegation…, do you have any proof?”

“I have my nephew’s word, and that’s enough for me…, but there is more if you need it…, I went to school with him, he was a sadistic bully then, and I can see he hasn’t changed much.”

“And who are you?”

“He’s a SEAL, and I would assume, a Naval Officer of impeccable character…” Said Jefferson. Then to me, “I was the one who brought them to you.”

“I knew I recognised you…”

“Coach, you better come with me until we get this straightened out…”

“What?! No you’ve got it all wrong…, he’s the one that attacked me, everyone saw it…, he’s the one that should be arrested!”

“Coach…, I’m not arresting you yet…, but it would be better if you came with me now peacefully. If the allegation is proven true, it would look better for you if you cooperated.”

With a resigned look on his face, he walked off, the officer on his tail.

With Corey and Teddy in tow, we headed home. When we got there, there was some explaining to do. Both Dale and Carl, were not overly happy at my actions. But once again, after some more explanation and a little back-story, they all could at least understand where I was coming from. I did what I thought was right at the time…, now I’m not so sure…, I guess I will have something good to talk about, with the headshrinker on Monday.


Written by bigct/Octavius

December 14, 2009 at 15:45

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  1. I for one like it , I mean there are creeps everywhere. Cam is just human , I think this shows it , now don’t know how all of it will fit into place at a later time. But if anyone can pull that off it is you CT. By the way Chapter 18 rock also …. sorry haven’t been comenting lately … but I have been reading …. and love it … Lee


    December 14, 2009 at 17:18

  2. Another great one. I have had some experience with this type of situation and it’s difficult to deal with and seldom pretty when you do. Can’t wait to see what happens next.


    December 15, 2009 at 04:43

  3. I loved the hunting scene. Loved it!! I hate spiders so much, they are creepy!

    I can totally understand Cam’s rage! Well done, I love to see the evil take a fall even if only in print form!! And if more people acted like that to protect their kids alot of this couldn’t happen. Excellent read!


    December 15, 2009 at 08:53

  4. I don’t know where to begin. Got linked to you story some time ago. And, like the others, got hooked immediately.

    I feel it’s good for Dale and Cory (as well as Corie and Teddy) to know that there are people like this, and that all they want to do is hurt you in one way, shape, or form now that they are (for the most part) “out”. It’s also good that they see that Cam wants to protect them from these dangers, but also need to realize that Cam won’t be there all the time, and will have to learn to defend for themselves. I also think that Cam needed to do this more for himself in dealing with what happened so many years ago.

    As far as editing or re-writing the chapter, I don’t think I would. It will make a good prelude or introduction for things to come.


    December 16, 2009 at 05:48

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