What happens now Chapter Nine
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cillab42If Jensen thought that Sterling’s entry into his room before made him feel violated, this was much worse. When the rest of the world around him was going mad, Jensen could come here and stare at the garden that he had begun to cultivate.
He could not see in the dark so he ran out the door past the laughter to his garden, and he almost wept in relief that the one good thing that he had contributed to the world was still intact.
As he turned to go back inside he could hear movement behind him and at first he thought that it was the police, but it was Sterling Brown.
“Nowhere to run, Jenny,” Sterling mocked him “you think that you can avoid me and hide behind that bitch’s skirt, well think again.”
He could do this, take another beating. He survived the last one, and even though he lost, it felt good that he stood up to his tormentor and would this time too. There were no witnesses this time, false or otherwise. No matter how bad this ended for him Sterling would be back in prison.
The fight before was just to prove a point that he could make Jensen bend to his will any time he wanted, but as the other man walked up to him he knew that this was different. Tonight was going to be about total domination without the help of guards and cells and he hoped that he could survive what was about to happen.
Jensen watched as all of his nightmares came true as Sterling unbuckled his pants and pulled his cock out, “You wanna keep the pretty flowers, then you have to earn them sweetheart. You’ve fallen behind on your duties; I mean why I should use my hand when you have that talented mouth and the sweetest pussy I have ever fucked sleeping a few feet away from me?”
As Jensen looked past Sterling he was hoping, praying even, that the others would have followed their leader, but they did not nor did the police guarding him. Even if they lied, the presence and the sound of a group would be noticed and heard by the police, stopping Sterling before anything could happen.
When he realized that no one was coming, Jensen opened his mouth to yell, but was immediately silenced with a backhand across his mouth turning the scream into a whimper of pain.
Before when he and Sterling fought, part of the reason he didn’t run was because of the location. Even before all of the press the local police and P.O’s were always driving by, but here there would be no help. So he needed to run. He judged the distance between his position and the gate and knew that he wouldn’t make it, but he tried anyway.
Factoring in the time it would take Sterling to make himself decent, Jensen thought that he could make it to the gate, but he couldn’t have been more wrong. He had barely passed the older man when he felt a punch.
The first punch from Sterling’s fist dazed him and when he was trying to focus, a second fist connected with Jensen’s opposite jaw and that seemed bringing things back into focus. Even though he hadn’t been in a fight one on one since he was a teen, Jensen still remembered the basics.
His first strike barely grazed the other man who was laughing at him as he bounced around, easily avoiding Jensen’s flailing hands. But the next one landed, but it only served to make his opponent angrier.
It was the one punch to his solar plexus that ended it and made him fall to his knees before his tormentor.
He closed his eyes and thought about Jared, maybe he could pretend, but he didn’t want to foul whatever it was that was between him and the taller man, but he didn’t want to have this memory either, so when Sterling slid his cock past Jensen’s lips, Jensen swallowed him until he hit the back of his throat and he bit down.
Sterling’s screams of pain are what finally drew the police’s attention.
After spitting out the appendage, Jensen gave them a bloody smile and asked, “What took you so long?”
Jared was furious.
He had been alternating between calling Jensen and Jeff’s phone but neither of them thought that he was important enough to answer his calls. He wasn’t sure about Jensen but he knew that the lawyer was getting them because he watched as he answered calls from others on the evening news.
All he wanted was to know how Jensen was doing; he wanted the real version, not the washed down one they kept showing as teasers.
He checked his watch and realized that the local news would be on in a few minutes so he went to grab a beer and when he took his first sip, his phone rang. The caller ID told him that it was his dad.
Jared thought about not answering it but knowing his dad, the man would round up Jared’s older brother Jeff and show up at his door, so he answered.
“Son what the hell have you gotten yourself involved in?” Dr. Gerald Padalecki shouted over the line. “It’s bad enough what that boy did to the child six years ago, but what he did to that man because he talked to Nancy Grace is downright scary.”
“What are you talking about dad, Jensen wouldn’t hurt a soul.”
“Save your judgement until you watch CNN,” his father said, clearly disbelieving his younger son. “Trust me you won’t see this shit on the local news.”
Quickly following his father’s instructions, Jared ran back to the family room and searched until he found the story his father was talking about. It started with a snippet of Sterling Brown, Donna Ackles and Juliana Ford giving their opinion of Jensen and all of their stories ran along the same vein - Jensen Ackles was a sexual deviant and needed to be stopped, but they mostly focused on Sterling.
The warning the newscasters gave before showing the next clip made Jared very nervous. At first it was Jensen running around his flower garden checking the plants when Sterling came into view closing the gate behind him.
Once the gate was closed the videographers somehow managed to get a camera into the yard, catching Sterling’s threats, but more importantly his first swing at the younger man.
In the end though, even though he didn’t know it, Jared was debating whether the fact that Jensen bit off the other man’s dick, when he spit it out and ground it under his heel.
Even after watching the replay several times Jared stared at the TV screen in disbelief. Gone was the shy and scared young man he had come to know and in his place was a scary maniacal man that he did not recognize.
As he watched Jensen being led away in handcuffs he wondered what happened. Had the pressure of everything caused him to snap?
Sterling Brown was the man’s name whose dick was seen being dismembered by millions, and Jared vaguely remembered hearing that name but he’s not sure if it was from Jensen or Chad because he tended to zone out on the prison stories if he could. It was hard thinking of either of them being locked up and now he wished he had paid more attention to whomever was discussing the man. Either way it couldn’t have been good.
“Jared!” his dad called out, “Son are you still there?”
“Yeah, dad, “I’m still here.”
As the video was played yet again Jared turned the TV off and sad, “Hey dad - I might need a favor and it’s kind of a big favor.”
After listening to his son, Gerald sighed and asked, “Son, are you sure that this kid is worth the trouble you’re about to go through for him? Judging by the date that he was released, you just met him. “Your feelings can’t be that deep to out yourself for him.”
“Yes - wait you know? Dad.” He asked as he tried to get his thoughts together. “You know that I’m… that I like men?”
Gerald gave another sigh, “Of course I know. I watched you grow from a boy to a man and you never once took advantage of all of those cute little girls throwing themselves at you. Most of the time I don’t think that you even noticed them.”
“I’m sorry, dad,” was all Jared could think of to say in response.
“For what? You’ve grown into a man that any parent would be proud of, it’s just the town of Bennettesville is slow to change and I don’t think that you’re going to find many people here that accepting.”
Jared hadn’t really thought of that, but it was too late to do anything about it now.
His plans were based on if Jensen was going to be freed and if Jensen trusted him. Once he ended the call with his father, Jared went to the internet to see if there had been any updates and all he could find was interviews with Donna Ackles and a mean spirited meme.
“What the hell were you thinking, Jensen?” Jeff shouted at the young man as they sat in the parking lot of the Bennettesville police station where his client had been released on his own recognizance.
“I was thinking that I had a dick that I didn’t want shoved down my throat and I wanted it gone!” He gave Jeff as an explanation accompanied with a full bodied shiver.
“What if that camera hadn’t been there Jensen? It would have been your word against his and in this little town where as far as everyone is concerned you have a major strike against you, this won’t help.”
“Jeff, I’m not sure if I ever thanked you for all you’ve done - that you are doing for me and I understand why you’re upset. But you weren’t there for any of the things that Sterling did to me. He defiled me the moment I stepped into that prison and every day until I left in ways that you can’t even fathom. There’s not enough water in the world to make me feel clean again.”
“Jensen…”
“Since I have been free,” Jensen continued, “I didn’t have much; just a room and a small little garden to give me peace. They were safe places for me and he defiled them too. I didn’t intend… My intention was to bite down hard enough to make him let go, but I guess years of pent up anger came out in that one bite.”
Both men sat in silence for a few minutes to let last night’s actions sink in.
“So what happens next Jeff,” Jensen asked quietly.
“Well Nancy Grace is salivating because of previous arrangements she gets the first crack at you. She’s trying to move the interview up to today and we’re not ready.”
“I hate her Jeff.” Jensen stated. “I spend a lot of nights wondering, would I have been convicted if it weren’t for her show, and now I get to sit through letting her grill me because she still doesn’t believe me.”
“I know kiddo,” Jeff murmured as he looked at his constantly buzzing telephone before he grinned and showed Jensen the text that he’d just received, “maybe we have another solution.”
Anderson Cooper wanted to talk and Jensen wanted to talk to him, but he needed sleep before he could do that, so instead of taking Jensen back to the halfway house Jeff took him somewhere the paparazzi couldn’t follow; his own gated home.
Jeff’s wife was friendly - well as friendly as one could be when her husband brought home a cock severing pedophile. He knew that Jeff kept her abreast of the situation and that Jensen was innocent, but he couldn’t help but notice how she kept their small son close to her at all times.
He was grateful when she showed him to the guestroom after preparing an omelet for him and Jeff. Once he was alone he looked the comfortable looking bed, but he settled for the overstuffed chair by the window and pulled his phone from his pocket.
He looked at his phone that he’d felt buzzing since he got in the car with Jeff and saw several missed calls from Gen, Danni and mostly from Chris and one from Jared, dreading making these calls, he touched his finger to the screen and dialed.
Jared answered on the first ring.
“Jensen where are you? Please tell me that you’re alright,” the young man begged.
“I’m as right as I can be in this situation,” Jensen assured him.
“What happened? When I last talked to Jeff you were okay, and he was taking you back to the house. Please help me understand what - why.”
“It’s simple really, Jared.” Jensen stated as though he was discussing the weather. “I was in prison for years. Six long years and each and every one of those days I was raped.”
“Jeez, Jensen,” Jared exclaimed.
“Yeah,” Jensen agreed before continuing, “I was raped either by Sterling Brown or someone who paid him for the privilege. I’m told the going rate was four cartons of cigarettes or money, usually $25 in his commissary account.”
When Jared remained silent Jensen gnashed his teeth and asked, “Jared, are you still with me?”
After hearing the man gag, Jensen was relieved when he answered, “Yeah, I’m still here.”
“You know that you don’t have to go along with this ride, Jared,” he whispered before echoing words the young man had heard earlier. “You don’t have much invested here, I understand if you want to walk away and forget that you ever knew me.”
“It’s too late for that Jen.”
Jensen sat there stunned as Jared’s words walked over him, loving the way they sounded in his ears. Someone loved - or at least liked - him. Him, with all of the shit going on in his life and the baggage that came with his past, had someone that cared.
He only had a handful of friends, Chris, Danni, Gen, Mike and maybe Tom, and they meant the world to him but Jared was different.
He made Jensen think that things in his life could be normal and his chest hurt with the hope that was building there from the thought. For once pain made him smile.
As he marveled in the feelings Jared started rambling, “So I talked to my dad, and as long as you’re okay with it he’s okay with it, so what do you say?”
“Say to what?” Jensen asked trying to determine if he missed something. As he waited for Jared’s response, Jensen’s heart beat so loudly that he was sure the other man could hear it through the phone.
“What are you asking, Jay?” He repeated, but this time with more confidence, because coming from Jared he was sure that it wouldn’t be anything bad.
“Move in with me.”
This time it was Jensen who went silent. He and Jared were beginning something after so many false starts, but moving in together was skipping several steps. Moving in meant that Jared wanted something that Jensen was simply unable to give right now, and if he was being honest, ever.
“Please say something,” Jared begged.
“Jared. I - can’t…”
“If you’re worried about sex, then don’t, the offer is not contingent on that. I won’t deny that I want you. God knows that I do, but it’s not a deal breaker. I just want to know that you’re safe.”
“Are you sure?” Jensen asked unable to believe that he was considering taking Jared up on the offer.
“The idea is to keep you safe. I live in a place on my parent’s property. It was the house that my great-granddad built for his wife when they first married. Once the main house was built, it’s been used by ranch hands and used for storage until I restored it and moved in. The best thing about it that it is off the beaten path and reporters cannot get to you.”
Jensen was quiet as he thought about the offer; he would miss Loretta and Mike, but on the other hand he would have Jared.
“You should see my great grandma’s yellow roses,” Jared said softly.
“Yes,” Jensen agreed hoping that he hasn’t made the biggest mistake of his life.
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He could not see in the dark so he ran out the door past the laughter to his garden, and he almost wept in relief that the one good thing that he had contributed to the world was still intact.
As he turned to go back inside he could hear movement behind him and at first he thought that it was the police, but it was Sterling Brown.
“Nowhere to run, Jenny,” Sterling mocked him “you think that you can avoid me and hide behind that bitch’s skirt, well think again.”
He could do this, take another beating. He survived the last one, and even though he lost, it felt good that he stood up to his tormentor and would this time too. There were no witnesses this time, false or otherwise. No matter how bad this ended for him Sterling would be back in prison.
The fight before was just to prove a point that he could make Jensen bend to his will any time he wanted, but as the other man walked up to him he knew that this was different. Tonight was going to be about total domination without the help of guards and cells and he hoped that he could survive what was about to happen.
Jensen watched as all of his nightmares came true as Sterling unbuckled his pants and pulled his cock out, “You wanna keep the pretty flowers, then you have to earn them sweetheart. You’ve fallen behind on your duties; I mean why I should use my hand when you have that talented mouth and the sweetest pussy I have ever fucked sleeping a few feet away from me?”
As Jensen looked past Sterling he was hoping, praying even, that the others would have followed their leader, but they did not nor did the police guarding him. Even if they lied, the presence and the sound of a group would be noticed and heard by the police, stopping Sterling before anything could happen.
When he realized that no one was coming, Jensen opened his mouth to yell, but was immediately silenced with a backhand across his mouth turning the scream into a whimper of pain.
Before when he and Sterling fought, part of the reason he didn’t run was because of the location. Even before all of the press the local police and P.O’s were always driving by, but here there would be no help. So he needed to run. He judged the distance between his position and the gate and knew that he wouldn’t make it, but he tried anyway.
Factoring in the time it would take Sterling to make himself decent, Jensen thought that he could make it to the gate, but he couldn’t have been more wrong. He had barely passed the older man when he felt a punch.
The first punch from Sterling’s fist dazed him and when he was trying to focus, a second fist connected with Jensen’s opposite jaw and that seemed bringing things back into focus. Even though he hadn’t been in a fight one on one since he was a teen, Jensen still remembered the basics.
His first strike barely grazed the other man who was laughing at him as he bounced around, easily avoiding Jensen’s flailing hands. But the next one landed, but it only served to make his opponent angrier.
It was the one punch to his solar plexus that ended it and made him fall to his knees before his tormentor.
He closed his eyes and thought about Jared, maybe he could pretend, but he didn’t want to foul whatever it was that was between him and the taller man, but he didn’t want to have this memory either, so when Sterling slid his cock past Jensen’s lips, Jensen swallowed him until he hit the back of his throat and he bit down.
Sterling’s screams of pain are what finally drew the police’s attention.
After spitting out the appendage, Jensen gave them a bloody smile and asked, “What took you so long?”
Jared was furious.
He had been alternating between calling Jensen and Jeff’s phone but neither of them thought that he was important enough to answer his calls. He wasn’t sure about Jensen but he knew that the lawyer was getting them because he watched as he answered calls from others on the evening news.
All he wanted was to know how Jensen was doing; he wanted the real version, not the washed down one they kept showing as teasers.
He checked his watch and realized that the local news would be on in a few minutes so he went to grab a beer and when he took his first sip, his phone rang. The caller ID told him that it was his dad.
Jared thought about not answering it but knowing his dad, the man would round up Jared’s older brother Jeff and show up at his door, so he answered.
“Son what the hell have you gotten yourself involved in?” Dr. Gerald Padalecki shouted over the line. “It’s bad enough what that boy did to the child six years ago, but what he did to that man because he talked to Nancy Grace is downright scary.”
“What are you talking about dad, Jensen wouldn’t hurt a soul.”
“Save your judgement until you watch CNN,” his father said, clearly disbelieving his younger son. “Trust me you won’t see this shit on the local news.”
Quickly following his father’s instructions, Jared ran back to the family room and searched until he found the story his father was talking about. It started with a snippet of Sterling Brown, Donna Ackles and Juliana Ford giving their opinion of Jensen and all of their stories ran along the same vein - Jensen Ackles was a sexual deviant and needed to be stopped, but they mostly focused on Sterling.
The warning the newscasters gave before showing the next clip made Jared very nervous. At first it was Jensen running around his flower garden checking the plants when Sterling came into view closing the gate behind him.
Once the gate was closed the videographers somehow managed to get a camera into the yard, catching Sterling’s threats, but more importantly his first swing at the younger man.
In the end though, even though he didn’t know it, Jared was debating whether the fact that Jensen bit off the other man’s dick, when he spit it out and ground it under his heel.
Even after watching the replay several times Jared stared at the TV screen in disbelief. Gone was the shy and scared young man he had come to know and in his place was a scary maniacal man that he did not recognize.
As he watched Jensen being led away in handcuffs he wondered what happened. Had the pressure of everything caused him to snap?
Sterling Brown was the man’s name whose dick was seen being dismembered by millions, and Jared vaguely remembered hearing that name but he’s not sure if it was from Jensen or Chad because he tended to zone out on the prison stories if he could. It was hard thinking of either of them being locked up and now he wished he had paid more attention to whomever was discussing the man. Either way it couldn’t have been good.
“Jared!” his dad called out, “Son are you still there?”
“Yeah, dad, “I’m still here.”
As the video was played yet again Jared turned the TV off and sad, “Hey dad - I might need a favor and it’s kind of a big favor.”
After listening to his son, Gerald sighed and asked, “Son, are you sure that this kid is worth the trouble you’re about to go through for him? Judging by the date that he was released, you just met him. “Your feelings can’t be that deep to out yourself for him.”
“Yes - wait you know? Dad.” He asked as he tried to get his thoughts together. “You know that I’m… that I like men?”
Gerald gave another sigh, “Of course I know. I watched you grow from a boy to a man and you never once took advantage of all of those cute little girls throwing themselves at you. Most of the time I don’t think that you even noticed them.”
“I’m sorry, dad,” was all Jared could think of to say in response.
“For what? You’ve grown into a man that any parent would be proud of, it’s just the town of Bennettesville is slow to change and I don’t think that you’re going to find many people here that accepting.”
Jared hadn’t really thought of that, but it was too late to do anything about it now.
His plans were based on if Jensen was going to be freed and if Jensen trusted him. Once he ended the call with his father, Jared went to the internet to see if there had been any updates and all he could find was interviews with Donna Ackles and a mean spirited meme.
“What the hell were you thinking, Jensen?” Jeff shouted at the young man as they sat in the parking lot of the Bennettesville police station where his client had been released on his own recognizance.
“I was thinking that I had a dick that I didn’t want shoved down my throat and I wanted it gone!” He gave Jeff as an explanation accompanied with a full bodied shiver.
“What if that camera hadn’t been there Jensen? It would have been your word against his and in this little town where as far as everyone is concerned you have a major strike against you, this won’t help.”
“Jeff, I’m not sure if I ever thanked you for all you’ve done - that you are doing for me and I understand why you’re upset. But you weren’t there for any of the things that Sterling did to me. He defiled me the moment I stepped into that prison and every day until I left in ways that you can’t even fathom. There’s not enough water in the world to make me feel clean again.”
“Jensen…”
“Since I have been free,” Jensen continued, “I didn’t have much; just a room and a small little garden to give me peace. They were safe places for me and he defiled them too. I didn’t intend… My intention was to bite down hard enough to make him let go, but I guess years of pent up anger came out in that one bite.”
Both men sat in silence for a few minutes to let last night’s actions sink in.
“So what happens next Jeff,” Jensen asked quietly.
“Well Nancy Grace is salivating because of previous arrangements she gets the first crack at you. She’s trying to move the interview up to today and we’re not ready.”
“I hate her Jeff.” Jensen stated. “I spend a lot of nights wondering, would I have been convicted if it weren’t for her show, and now I get to sit through letting her grill me because she still doesn’t believe me.”
“I know kiddo,” Jeff murmured as he looked at his constantly buzzing telephone before he grinned and showed Jensen the text that he’d just received, “maybe we have another solution.”
Anderson Cooper wanted to talk and Jensen wanted to talk to him, but he needed sleep before he could do that, so instead of taking Jensen back to the halfway house Jeff took him somewhere the paparazzi couldn’t follow; his own gated home.
Jeff’s wife was friendly - well as friendly as one could be when her husband brought home a cock severing pedophile. He knew that Jeff kept her abreast of the situation and that Jensen was innocent, but he couldn’t help but notice how she kept their small son close to her at all times.
He was grateful when she showed him to the guestroom after preparing an omelet for him and Jeff. Once he was alone he looked the comfortable looking bed, but he settled for the overstuffed chair by the window and pulled his phone from his pocket.
He looked at his phone that he’d felt buzzing since he got in the car with Jeff and saw several missed calls from Gen, Danni and mostly from Chris and one from Jared, dreading making these calls, he touched his finger to the screen and dialed.
Jared answered on the first ring.
“Jensen where are you? Please tell me that you’re alright,” the young man begged.
“I’m as right as I can be in this situation,” Jensen assured him.
“What happened? When I last talked to Jeff you were okay, and he was taking you back to the house. Please help me understand what - why.”
“It’s simple really, Jared.” Jensen stated as though he was discussing the weather. “I was in prison for years. Six long years and each and every one of those days I was raped.”
“Jeez, Jensen,” Jared exclaimed.
“Yeah,” Jensen agreed before continuing, “I was raped either by Sterling Brown or someone who paid him for the privilege. I’m told the going rate was four cartons of cigarettes or money, usually $25 in his commissary account.”
When Jared remained silent Jensen gnashed his teeth and asked, “Jared, are you still with me?”
After hearing the man gag, Jensen was relieved when he answered, “Yeah, I’m still here.”
“You know that you don’t have to go along with this ride, Jared,” he whispered before echoing words the young man had heard earlier. “You don’t have much invested here, I understand if you want to walk away and forget that you ever knew me.”
“It’s too late for that Jen.”
Jensen sat there stunned as Jared’s words walked over him, loving the way they sounded in his ears. Someone loved - or at least liked - him. Him, with all of the shit going on in his life and the baggage that came with his past, had someone that cared.
He only had a handful of friends, Chris, Danni, Gen, Mike and maybe Tom, and they meant the world to him but Jared was different.
He made Jensen think that things in his life could be normal and his chest hurt with the hope that was building there from the thought. For once pain made him smile.
As he marveled in the feelings Jared started rambling, “So I talked to my dad, and as long as you’re okay with it he’s okay with it, so what do you say?”
“Say to what?” Jensen asked trying to determine if he missed something. As he waited for Jared’s response, Jensen’s heart beat so loudly that he was sure the other man could hear it through the phone.
“What are you asking, Jay?” He repeated, but this time with more confidence, because coming from Jared he was sure that it wouldn’t be anything bad.
“Move in with me.”
This time it was Jensen who went silent. He and Jared were beginning something after so many false starts, but moving in together was skipping several steps. Moving in meant that Jared wanted something that Jensen was simply unable to give right now, and if he was being honest, ever.
“Please say something,” Jared begged.
“Jared. I - can’t…”
“If you’re worried about sex, then don’t, the offer is not contingent on that. I won’t deny that I want you. God knows that I do, but it’s not a deal breaker. I just want to know that you’re safe.”
“Are you sure?” Jensen asked unable to believe that he was considering taking Jared up on the offer.
“The idea is to keep you safe. I live in a place on my parent’s property. It was the house that my great-granddad built for his wife when they first married. Once the main house was built, it’s been used by ranch hands and used for storage until I restored it and moved in. The best thing about it that it is off the beaten path and reporters cannot get to you.”
Jensen was quiet as he thought about the offer; he would miss Loretta and Mike, but on the other hand he would have Jared.
“You should see my great grandma’s yellow roses,” Jared said softly.
“Yes,” Jensen agreed hoping that he hasn’t made the biggest mistake of his life.
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