And Again

… legs in the air and oh … so big "... umph umph grunt … Wyatt … mmm."

Say … umph umph … hi to Davey for me when you get home …umph… pig!

The next day Mrs. Maney doesn't come home again right after school. But sends Davey a text. 'Hey, can't talk, busy. Will call when I can. Love you!'

An hour later his Mom returns home. “I’m sorry, I had to work so late … Oh no! Davey what happened? Oh my gosh … look at you!”

One of Davey’s eyes is completely swollen and his hair and face are a mess as if someone had held his face under water … and that smell?! Davey made it as far as the living room before he collapsed on the floor near the couch, legs apart and weeping from the beating he received. The band of his underpants was stretched so much that it tore away from the rest of the fabric and was now hanging around Davey’s neck.

Mrs. Maney rushed to comfort her little boy but gasped as she spotted the scuffs and multiple shoe marks on the crotch of Davey's new white pants.

As Mrs. Maney knelt down to comfort her son, Davey’s phone fell out of his hand and landed on the floor beside him. “Mom … where were you? I was waiting …sob … so long for you to get home … oh he … sob … h-h-he told me to stick my head in one of the dirty toilets in the boys bathroom… sob, oh … but I tried to stand up to him just for you, so you would see I’m not a sissy boy. Sob … he just laughed and … oh, Mommy … it was just awful … sob …”

“Oh honey, I'm so sorry, for what that awful bully did to you. Come on now, let’s get you upstairs to clean you up and treat your swollen eye. A nice warm bath will help, sweetie.” Mrs. Maney picks up Davey’s phone and as she helps her son upstairs she asks Davey if he recorded a video of the bullying that they could show the principal.

Davey just sobbed and nodded his head yes and said "I love you, Mom." At least being able to get the recording and his Mom being there for him gave him hope.

………………….

The whispers stopped as the two women hear Davey approach the kitchen.

Davey enters the kitchen and shyly says "Good morning, Mom. Hi Mrs. Samantha ... I'm going to go watch some cartoons in the living room."

His mom blushes then smiles "Good morning, sweetie. Have a good time. And don't forget, we're going to Lily's birthday party later this afternoon. You'll need a nice shirt and clean pair of underpants for that."

Mrs. Conley has a twisted smirk on her face as she adds "Have a nice day darling. See you later at the party. Lily said she’s looking forward to hanging out with you afterwards. Not sure what that means … but you two better not be getting into trouble.”

As the door to the living room closes behind him, Samantha smiles deviously at Mrs. Maney as she hits play on Davey’s phone. Mrs. Maney blushes. “No … not again, Sam please … oh, you're terrible. Oh, look what he … oh gosh … it’s … look how retarded my little boy looks stumbling around like that … Sam … oh oh gosh … stop the video … mmm … mmmm … no, no … oh!

You know what we are going to do now, Cynthia, don’t you? We are going to tell Davey that you accidentally deleted the recording and he will have to try to get a new one next week. Let's see how Arlo handles things a second time. By the way … we may get a live show this afternoon. I invited Arlo to Lily’s birthday party too.