Race With a Heart
Chapter 119: Reality Like a Sad Movie

Chapter 119: Reality Like a Sad Movie

Polite children should be polite to the elders. This is what the boy was taught in school. So he couldn’t rudely walk away when the neighbor wanted to talk to him.

The neighbor smiled at the boy and brought him a handful of small sweets. The boy refused to accept them again, but the neighbor then threw them into his bag. They fell between purchases and there was no way to take them out, so the boy thanked him though he wasn’t grateful. Forcing him to accept sweets had been an unpleasant experience for him..

The neighbor offered to walk the boy home, but the boy thanked him and said that he was old enough to handle himself. Yes, the boy is already big, admitted the neighbor with a strange smile. The boy really wanted to leave this man as soon as possible.

The neighbor wanted to show the boy something interesting, so he asked the boy to come out in front of the house after dark. He certainly won’t regret it.

The boy wasn’t interested and he had a nasty feeling. He never liked his neighbor, but now for some reason he liked him even less. Therefore, with all the firmness of his thirteen years, he announced that he would not come out, that he was not interested. The neighbor insisted, promised something beautiful and something interesting. The more he insisted, the more the boy assured him that he would not come. The man seemed to understand at last and stopped insisting.

The boy did not even dare to imagine what the man might have meant. Because it’s not about THIS. The boy saw a lot of movies and knew what sex was. He knew there were people in the world who liked kids that way, but that couldn’t be the situation with him, could it? No, such things only happen in movies.

Nevertheless, the boy felt very unpleasant. For a moment he thought about going outside in the evening to find out about it, but what if the man really wanted to try something like THIS? No no no. The boy couldn’t take that risk. He was only thirteen years old, and the man was at least twice his size. If something really happened, the boy would not defend himself. Not that anything bad is going to happen to him, but it’s better not to risk it.

For several hours, the boy was very restless. He suspected that his neighbor had impure intentions towards him, but was unable to fully comprehend it. He was only thirteen so he wasn’t interested in sex. All he knew was that the neighbor’s offer, his little gifts, and his strange smile were strange, unnatural and unpleasant. The boy was glad that he had clearly told his neighbor that he would not go outside. He was even proud of himself.

That afternoon, a neighbor knocked on their door. It was the time when dad was at work and mom was just leaving for work for the second shift. The woman did not have time to talk to a neighbor who wanted to borrow some money. The neighbor looked as if he was under the influence of alcohol, which was not uncommon for him. The mom asked the boy to bring money and she was already putting on shoes to go out. Mom was in a hurry to get to the bus. She left with a neighbor, and the boy saw her running to catch the bus. He didn’t have time to close the door behind her when the neighbor turned and went inside.

The boy swallowed. The parents weren’t home and the neighbor knew it, so why did he come in?

There was something wrong with the neighbor’s behavior. The boy felt a threat. He was not deceived by the man’s pleasant smile or his sweet words. If a man walked into the house knowing that there were no adults there, it meant he had no good intentions.

The sweet words and the sweet smile were gross. The smell of alcohol was disgusting. The man grabbed the boy and wanted to kiss him ...

The boy pushed his head back as hard as he could. He didn’t know why he had more strength than this man. Is it because of the alcohol a neighbor had drunk? The boy freed himself and started pushing the man out, telling him to leave. He didn’t know how he managed to close the door behind him.

The boy was trembling. What exactly happened? What was that? Was it like in the movies when an older man wants to ...

The boy couldn’t understand it. He didn’t want to understand it. He didn’t want to believe that just someone wanted him ...

He felt a shiver. He felt sick. He was hot and cold, and his cheeks were on fire from the first experience of this type in his life. He had never experienced anything so gross in his life. How could anyone want ...

He felt like he was going to throw up, but he didn’t throw up. Totally shaken, he sat up in bed trying to comprehend the situation.

Was he just molested?

If he hadn’t defended himself, would the man really have kissed him? Would he do anything else to him?

Did the boy really protect himself?

The whole situation was beyond comprehension in his thirteen-year-old mind. He knew the man was molesting him, but was he really molesting him, since he hadn’t touched him in any private place and the boy had resisted the kiss? Should he tell the police or his parents? But what exactly? After all, nothing happened. Thank God it didn’t happen, but then does the boy have reason to talk about it to adults? What if the adults say he was a fantasy? If they don’t believe him?

What if this man did the same to the other boys? What if his colleagues didn’t defend themselves against the man? The boy should tell the police.

But if he tells adults about it, his mother’s health may deteriorate. Mom shouldn’t be nervous and that will make her nervous. No, he can’t worry his mom. After all, nothing happened. The boy defended himself. Yes, he defended himself, so there’s no need to make a big deal out of it.

Yes, it is best to remain silent and pretend nothing happened.

Only the boy could not stop crying and he cried harder than ever before in his life.

He cried out his eyes and his heart, unable to believe that such disgusting people also existed in real life, not only in movies, and that he too fell victim to such disgusting ...

***

Sid looked at Dave with wide eyes. He didn’t know what to say or even what to think. He himself could not quite understand that something like this had happened in his area. Something so ugly that it could only exist in movies and yet it has become part of the reality of some innocent thirteen-year-old boy. That poor boy must have been really shocked.

Sid was shocked too just to hear this story. Poor boy!

"Did he ... notify the police?" he finally asked, curious how his story ended.

"No." Dave shook his head. "He was worried that maybe a friend of his had also fallen victim to this man, but he was too afraid for his mother’s health to speak. He didn’t tell anyone about it. He only recently confided to me. "

"What about this man? Is he just like that living in the neighborhood of the boy? "

"A month after the incident, he was arrested for theft. It was his next crime, so he got a higher sentence. The boy decided that it was also a punishment for what happened to him. "

"Hope this bastard rots in jail!" Sid announced furiously. "How could he do this to a child ?!"

"He didn’t do anything to him," Dave shrugged, which contradicted the fact that this story made him hate the gay’s so much.

"How so he did not?" Sid objected. "That boy ... Maybe his body was left intact, but his heart, his mind ... This guy took his innocence from him! I don’t know if a court would convict him for what he did, but people like him should have their cock cut! Can you imagine what that boy was thinking? What he was feeling? "

Dave took another sip. He seemed strangely indifferent to the story. Maybe because he had known her a long time and had gotten used to it, or maybe because it wasn’t about him. But probably when he heard it from that boy, he was no less shocked than Sid was now.

"My other friend," said Dave, "had a similar story. I don’t know the details, he didn’t tell me about them. All I know is he had something similar with the postman. "

"What?" Sid exclaimed in surprise. "Are you telling me these things really do happen?"

"They’re more common than you think," Dave said grimly. "Only children are ashamed to talk about it. They are silent for various reasons. Shame, fear of the attacker, fear for the health of the family ... So these bastards feel with impunity. But how can you ask a child to speak out about it? They prefer to get it out of their minds, pretend that they’ve made up something, that it wasn’t there at all. But it was! Years pass, and their minds still have memories of those events, and although they grow up, they are unable to settle in socially, find themselves girls, because somewhere, deep down, sex seems... disgusting to them. They want love, they want closeness, but these memories ... Is there something wrong with me, since I attracted such a beast to me? Can that sameone who is looking at me love me, or does he only want to use me, like that one ... ?"

Dave’s voice was getting more and more nervous and his sentences were starting to break. He had been businesslike and cold a moment ago, now he seemed to be overwhelmed by strong emotions, as if he was not talking about his colleague’s past experiences, but about his own. Dave knew the story so well, he understood the boy’s pain so well. Was he really talking not about his friend, but ... about himself?

"Dave ..." Sid didn’t even think to ask the question. "Is that boy you?"

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