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I knew it in
my gut, and my heart was already breaking for him. . No. Please don’t let it be
what I’m thinking it is.
     Drew continued, “I didn’t even wake up when Michael
crawled in bed beside me. I didn’t wake up until I felt his hands, sliding
through the elastic of my shorts.
    ‘What are you doing?’ I asked Michael, trying to
move away from him.
    ‘Shhh, remember how I told you to do what you were
told and keep your mouth shut? This is one of those times you keep your mouth
shut,’ Michael reiterated. I was sure I’d never been so humiliated in my life.
I didn’t know what to do. It wasn’t like I could defy him. He was Michael
Callaway. I was afraid of him, of what he’d do to me or my mother, so I didn’t
do anything. I lay there staring out the window into the dark night while my
body reacted against my will and caved to the hands of Michael.”
    “Drew you can stop,” I offered. I’m not sure what I
was expecting, but it wasn’t this, not at all.
    Drew turned and looked at me. No, Drew looked
through me. He wasn’t seeing me at all. He was in a dark place, recollecting things
he’d tried to burry with my father and his mother.
    “That’s all he ever did. He never made me touch him.
He’d just climb into bed with me and fondle me until I was finished,” Drew
stated, turning back to face the alley below. “He still treated me like a king
during the day, teaching me everything he could teach me about success. It
wasn’t like he was hurting me, and he assured me over and over that as long as
I let him take care of mine and his need the way he wanted, he’d always take
care of my mother. I did what I needed to do to insure that. Michael changed
things up a bit shortly after I’d turned sixteen. I walked into his office one
afternoon with a beautiful strawberry blonde, sucking his dick. He was
instantly pissed.
    ‘Get the fuck out!’ Michael demanded. I turned,
quickly leaving him and the female I’d known as Valerie.”
    “How did you know her?” I asked Drew, forgetting
that Deidra was even there. I didn’t feel like we were in the middle of a
counseling session at all. I felt like it was just Drew and me. I wanted to go
to him, hold him, and tell him I loved him. I didn’t do that. I knew he’d shut
down, and as hard as it was to hear. I wanted to know. I wanted to know all of
it. It was so surreal. Drew wasn’t the person I’d thought him to be at all.
Yeah, he was strong and secure on the outside, but on the inside, I was sure he
was a shattered mess. He had to be. What boy could keep all this bottled up and
be okay? It instantly made me think about my own son. I’d kill anyone that hurt
him.
    “Her husband was a big time movie director,
traveling a lot, leaving her alone more than he should have. He and Michael
were good friends. He sent a lot of rich, famous people to Michael for
expensive purchases. Valerie was there a lot,” Drew answered.
    “And your mom?” I curiously asked, waiting for
Deidra to stop me. She didn’t, she let us interact with each other without a
word.
    “She knew. She couldn’t do anything about it. She
made excuses for him, saying he was just a man with needs. She was still sure
he was going to marry her. He’d never had any intentions of marrying my mother.
Trying to convince her of that fact was like pulling teeth, not that I ever got
the chance anyway.”
    “What do you mean?” I probed, confused.
    “You know how the house is. I didn’t plant all those
cameras; Michael did. He could hear every word we said. He didn’t let us around
each other much, not alone anyway. She came down for meals, looking like a
million bucks. She escorted my father to all his parties and functions, playing
the role of the perfect couple. You of all people should know how that is. You
played it too, Morgan.”
    I only nodded, remembering the same dinner parties,
with my arm looped through Drew’s, playing the flawless wife as well.
    “Mind if you fill me