Summer Vacation part 9

It takes a while to get to the sex in this chapter due to a lot of story that comes out. Please remember that i put this in the Fiction category for Genre, enjoy.

It’s a different experience being manhandled by the police when they want to question you. The processing was kind of like I’ve seen on TV; they cleaned the blood off my hands and ran my ID’s in their system with me keeping silent the whole time. I get through basic processing and the handcuffs get taked off before they sit me in a room to wait for ‘questioning’. It’s pretty much like every room you see in the shows, one metal table, three chairs and a one way window that everyone knows people are behind it. The officer sits me in a chair facing the door and leaves me alone in the room.

I sit quietly and think about what Hector said, Carlos… trusted him. I play the words over and over again. Carlos lied; he wanted a fight and stabbed Hector. Why? It doesn’t make sense to me but as far as I know Hector is dead and I figure that I should just keep my mouth shut and tell nobody what Hector said before I got taken away. I’m sitting alone for what feels like an hour when a Latino woman in a pant suit enters the room with a file folder. I watch as she methodically sets the file down and takes a seat before opening the file and reading the contents. I know I should ask for a lawyer but I have no clue what’s going on in the first place. I figure keep my mouth shut until someone I know shows up to get me out.

“My name is Detective Escalante. You are Guy Donnelly, age 17, address on your ID says Washington but your driver’s license says Texas,” the woman starts in,” We’re currently going through your cell phone and we have CSU combing the site looking for the weapon so let’s just keep this simple. You tell me what happened and I’ll tell the DA that you are still a minor and you can be tried as one.”

I sit in my seat, every cop show I’ve seen says she’s fishing for me to say something and slip up or tell her too much. I fold my hands on the table in front of me and stare at her like I don’t understand English.

“Mr. Donnelly you do understand that you are currently looking at charges for attempted murder,” the Detective Escalante says as I remain silent.

I cock my head to the side and continue my ‘I’m very sorry I don’t understand English’ look. It dawns on me the sheer humor in the role reversal of the Latino woman talking to a white male who doesn’t understand English.

“Mr. Donnelly I don’t think you realize how serious this situation is,” the Detective Escalante says starting to get angry,” You need to tell me what happened behind the bowling alley or you’re looking at serious charges for obstruction of justice.”

Oh god she’s really desperate, first I’m the suspect and now she needs me to tell her what happened. I look the female detective in the face; she’s definitely not amused by my silent treatment. I should say something, but what do I tell her without letting her know that I have something that will get in the way of me taking Carlos out. It hits me like a light bulb in the attic. I get a shocked look on my face and remembering high school foreign language class and the audio books I start talking to her, in somewhat fluent Russian.

“(I honestly don’t have anything to tell you Ma’am. Really I’m more interested in seeing if they’ll stop me if I try to masturbate here at the table),” I say getting a confused look from the detective.

“Mr. Donnelly this is not some game where you think that being clever will get you out of trouble,” the detective says getting angrier.

“(I’m not being clever, I’m just educated differently. Honestly I’d love to see you in your underwear but that’s just not very professional),” I tell her again drawing angry confusion,” (While I don’t know how bad you may need this case personally I’m pretty sure they don’t promote you for accusing someone who didn’t do the crime.)”

I can see this she is getting pissed and watch as she slams her hand on the table and curses. Detective Escalante looks at the mirror and I decide to go full on goofy with the situation and quickly get up from the chair and start talking in happy Russian to the people on the other side of the glass.

“(I would like to place my order now please; I’d like a bacon burger with onion rings and not fries. For a drink I’d like a chocolate milkshake along with a soda, which needs to be a Dr. Pepper),” I say to the people on the other side of the glass while smiling widely,”(Do I pay the woman here in the room or will you run my card since you took my wallet).”

“Mr. Donnelly sit down and stop these antics right now,” Detective Escalante says losing what little cool she has left.

“(Oh, first date. I’m sorry my lovely, my date would like the chicken pita with hot sauce and fries, for a drink she’d like a Sprite),” I tell the window people before getting quiet,” (She’s really sensitive about her weight but that’s between us).”

It’s when I get grabbed by the detective and slammed against the glass with my arm pulled behind my back that I start laughing for real. I’m going to get my ass beat by a female cop and I’ve got an audience. Sadly it doesn’t pan out that way for me and I get shoved into my chair before I watch Detective Escalante grab the file folder and leave the room completely pissed off. As soon as she’s out of the room I completely stop laughing and return my hands to my lap and stare at the door. If I could I’d get a video tape of this just to post in on Facebook.

Again I’m left alone and continue to ponder what I’m going to do next, find Carlos and beat a confession out of him seems simplest. Maybe lure him somewhere and after I get a confession kick his head off his shoulders. I don’t know how long I’m in the room this time but when I see the door open I’m greeted by the sight of Loretta and Mr. Delauter, both of them are dressed and Mr. Delauter has a suit on and a briefcase with him. For the first time I’m actually happy to see the both of them and I let my face show it by starting to look like I’m going to cry. Loretta is all over me with questions and hugging me. Mr. Delauter on the other hand is pissed off but not at me, which draws some serious tones from the people he’s talking to outside the room.

“Guy, we can leave now, the officers were wrong to ask you any questions without an adult present,” Mr. Delauter says to me before turning his attention to the officers in the hall,” I’ll be filing a formal paperwork with the District Attorney in six hours. By this time tomorrow you’ll either be suspended or I’ll have a formal apology from this department for gross negligence of his rights as a minor.”

I can hear them arguing outside of the room about how I am the prime suspect and that I’m withholding information. I get my possessions from the guy behind a desk with a cage, I know it’s all been gone through but if I’m gonna get interrogated I’m going to let Loretta do it at home.

Once we’re outside and in the car I ask Mr. Delauter to drive me back to the bowling alley and sure enough my bike is gone, they towed my bike to the station. I find out it’ll be a few days before I can have it back and now I’m actually pissed off. We get home about four thirty in the morning and not even Rosa is here when I walk in from the garage and head straight into the office taking my usual seat for when Mr. Delauter wants to talk. He and Loretta both sit down with me before he begins.

“First off we need to understand each other, I’m your guardian and so is Loretta while you are down here. However as of right now I am your lawyer, now as your lawyer I need to know everything you know about what happened. If you don’t tell me everything then I can’t defend you, are you fully understanding me,” Mr. Delauter says keeping a professional tone.

“I understand, I’ll start from the beginning…,” I say beginning my story from where I got the text from ‘Hector’.

I lead the both of them through the details but leave out what Hector said about Carlos. It bugs me to keep that out of it with them for some reason but they’ll just get in the way when I get my chance to get some truth. I can see Mr. Delauter weighing the information but Loretta is all sympathy as she holds my hand and seems proud that I tried to save Hector. Mr. Delauter asks me a good grouping of questions ranging from ‘did I have a knife’ or ‘did I have problems with Hector’, ‘to who do I think sent the text message’. It finally dawns on Loretta that I’ve been up since eleven the night before and she cuts everything short before walking me up to my bedroom and lays me down on the couch in my clothes before I pass out.

I get woken up by Kori nudging me trying to figure out why I’m sleeping on the couch, I mumble that I love her and go right back to sleep. I have sunlight in my face blinding me and it’s enough to get me in a bad mood as I move out of the light and see Kori staring at me pissed off.

“Are we awake now,” Kori asks starting in on me,” Cause I wake up and have your mother telling me that you were in police custody because you were caught next to someone who was stabbed. Why am I only finding out about this now?”

I sit up and try to shake the sleep off before standing up and facing her. I take her hands in mine and pull them to my face so she can hold my head and look into my eyes. It takes her a second to figure out what I’m doing but as soon as she starts looking into me with her pretty grey eyes I can see her mood change from angry to upset.

“Baby you need to wake me up when things are that bad,” Kori says moving me over to the bed and laying me down.

I quietly tell Kori the full story leaving nothing out, she chuckles at my theatrics with the detective but generally is upset with the situation. At some point in being held I doze off but get woken up by a soft warm feeling of Kori’s mouth gently nursing my cock till it’s fully hard. I try to pull Kori up to me but she grabs my hand and pins it down while continuing to work my cock over in her mouth. It’s a much better way to wake up than blinding sun.

I don’t have to wonder about Kori’s intentions as she starts bobbing her head hard and deep on my cock with more energy than she’s known for showing. I start to get a tingle in the base of my cock and shoot my load into Kori’s willing mouth. I’m wide awake and definitely ready for anything but Kori isn’t stopping as she keeps pumping my cock till nothing is coming out. Finally she lets me fall out of her mouth and gets up from the bed going through my clothes.

“Strip down we’re getting you ready for the day, get out of those nice clothes and get into these,” Kori says laying down my camo pants and a black metal shirt.

I get changed while I watch her get on the phone and start making a call. I pick up on that it’s Imelda on the other end of the phone. Kori tells her to drop what she’s doing unless it’s work and get her ass over here immediately before hanging up and taking my hand leads me down the stairs.

“Loretta, is there any food left? He needs to eat before he heads out,” Kori says sitting me down in a stool before going through the refrigerator.

“Why is Guy leaving,” Loretta asks coming in from the dining room.

I watch the women get me a plate of leftovers and start eating while Kori explains things to Loretta.

“You don’t know him and both of you know that. I know him and when things get bad you can do one of two thing, get behind him and wait for him to ask you for help or get out of his way,” Kori tells Loretta plainly,” Now if you ever want to know who your son really is either help him or just wait for us to leave and you’ll never see him again.”

“What is he going to do,” Loretta asks quietly.

“Someone is setting him up, that means they know him and he knows them,” Kori tells her,” now we stand back and wait to see the whole picture that he’s gonna paint for us.”

I can see Loretta getting confused but Kori continues to explain what I do, I can tell she wants to talk about Derek but instead focuses on Kamran and what happened in the building with him and Lajita. I smile as she recounts a PG rated version. Loretta nods looks to me smiling lightly.

“The detective from the police station wants to talk to you about what happened in the alley, they also say you’ll be able to pick up your bike this afternoon,” Loretta says taking my plate and putting a second in front of me.

I find out that Mr. Delauter has left and gone to the office to handle my case with others leaving the rest of the family in the house. I let Loretta call the Detective and watch as Kori heads up to Abigail’s room. I finish my second plate by the time Kori gets back and she smiles before I see Abigail come rushing down behind her.

“Carlos is at the hospital, nobody knows that you were there with him,” Abigail says as we head outside.

“I’m gonna need to get a hold of Carlos,” I tell Abigail who gets grim at my words.

“I can’t do that, we’re really going well and I don’t want to mess that up,” Abby says nervously.

“If he set me up then it’s just a matter of time before he hurts you, I’m not going to hurt him,” I say half lying to her,” if he’s innocent I’ll know by the shock.”

“Who are you going to shock,” I hear Bethany ask as she joins us.

I let Kori and Abigail brings her up to speed about everything before I tell her what she’ll have to do.

“Beth you need to get me Blaze’s address from Tyrell,” I tell her plainly.

“But they’re not close and that’s going to start a fight,” Bethany replies anxiously.

“Yes it probably will but you need to do it anyway,” I tell her giving no other option.

I don’t tell the girls everything I’m planning but I didn’t tell Kori everything last time so it’ll be alright once it all works out in the end.