A YF aged 18??? (long)
Submitted by Halo on 2002-10-9 05:46:44, Wednesday
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(This message will be posted on 3 boards.) Yes, you read correctly, Elekid is 18yo, has the body of a 14yo & the face & emotional maturity of a 12yo. Sounds great, but unfortunately he has a GAMBLING ADDICTION. (God always sends these wonderful kids to me with extra baggage, cause he loves me & knows that I'll help them out the best way I can, even if it kills me trying!!!) This is a boy I've been trying to get to know for sometime now, I was told he was 17 & lived with his nan, this post will explain more. To describe him for you: ginger hair (darker than my Ginger), loads of freckles on his face, arms & hands, very little body hair on arms & legs. When I first meeting him at meal-time, he told a work friend he was going to play snooker (a sport played by a few Canadians more than Americans I think, as well as the rest of the world. Like pool, but larger balls & longer tables & different scoring system). His mate said no thanks, so I said to him "are you playing alone then". He replied "yeh, do you wanna come". (I never turn down an open invitation for a bit of one-on-one snooker with a young person.) Firstly though we went from the dinner hall to the Bingo place, where he popped dollar after dollar into the fruit machines. He left there after a while, but returned with a few work friends to play bingo. I joined them & won 3 out of the 7 games we played, before our time ran out. (It was table bingo rather than paper & marker bingo,you put your dollar in the slot & it lets you play a few games, you don't win money, but collect tokens to obtain a larger prize. The more tokens the bigger prize.) After bingo we popped into the shop for food, I got major evils from my gay-work mate, who obviously thought this kid was well underage, to be around me. We finally got to the snooker hall, where during the game & chatting to the bar tender, he said he was 18 & confirmed his DOB. The bar tender didn't believe him & phoned Elekid's Supervisor. "He's 18!!!!!" Was heard from an astonished bar man on the phone. "He only looks about 12". We talked & played poorly, he said his highest break was a 147 pointer (total clearance), but on the display from both of us the highest break acheived was only 8. He won both games by rediculously low scores, 43-22, 40-18. Just to note, despite his legal age, we didn't drink any alcohol during our session. He told me that he lives with his mum & dad, but in time, it shortened to mum, occasionally staying at nans, when he's walked out after an arguement. At 18, he's allowed to live-in, but I guess he's not ready for that & his contract runs out in November anyway. From snooker, he lead me to the arcade, where he played the fruit machines, racing car games, which I joined him in. Then he convinced me to get another eqv of $45.00 out of my account, wanted to borrow $30.00, but settled for $15.00 instead. I said to him, your not going to use it on the machines are you. "no" he said "we'll need some later". (Needless to say his word is as good as a forged bank note.) We went on a simulator game, that was $4.50 a time. Sheepishly I got in with him, I don't like these things (but never been on one). We went on an adrenalising space rollercoaster simulator ride, which was very realistic & I was shipping it in there, but relaxed & it was great fun. He convinced me to let him go on again, on his own, but didn't like the choice he made. I was going to see Signs while he went back to work, but he convinced me that he wanted to see it with me, but I'd forgotten his eagerness to play in his departments Men V Ladies soccor game (more on that later) & so he wouldnt've been wanting to see the film & I could've gone. (The last performance is usually not shown if no guests want to see it anyway, something else I forgot.) He also shows other unusual signs, he buys me gifts with my money, all be it sweets, shares his food & his winnings with me, which often go back into the machines. Whilst Elekid was at work, I phoned Rattata at home, he was alone, waiting for Ginger to knock (they're friends again). I told him all about my new friend, his age etc & that he was straight. Ginger knocked on the door & in the background I could hear Rattata saying "Someone on the phone wants to talk to you". Ginger picked up the phone "hello", "hello" I replied. Background: "Who was it Ginger, yes, it was Halo, ha, ha, ha". Rattata came on again "Ginger says he loves you", background "no I dont" - "sorry", he came on the phone again "I'm sorry". "We'll have to meet up sometime" I said still thinking he was there. "What" said Rattata & passed the message on to Ginger. Background: "Your joking, he'll batter me" says Ginger, to which Rattata replied "no he'll probably shower you with hugs & kisses" (My step-son knows me too well.) Rattata came back on the phone killing himself laughing & said that he had to go, so he signed off. The lesson of this was that Ginger doesn't know me as well as I though he did & is still too scared to see me face to face, not knowing what my reaction will be since the scandal was exposed. After watching the news, I returned to Elekid's place of work, it was getting dark & I could see him cleaning up inside with his other work mates. He saw me waiting & waves to me as if he'd seen his best mate outside (maybe I already was becoming his best-mate). He indicated to me that he would be a few minutes more & emerged 20 mins later. When he came out we got some chocolate from another shop & he spent more of my money on the fruit machines in the bingo hall, before getting changed in a toilet cubical for his soccor match. It was freezing outside with a biting wind, but it was great to watch. I shouted encouragement to the girls, who most of couldn't kick a ball to save their lives, whilst the men raced into a 6-0 lead inside 3 minutes. The sides were evened out when a couple of men joined taking turns in goal & Elekid went on to help out. Being a soccor coach/assistant in my time I can spot tallent & most of the men were very good, Elekid was just as good, despite his size disadvantage, but played well & fought well, eventually scoring 3 of their 5 goals in a 23-5 defeat. The forfeit for loosing was the ladies had to run topless in their accomodation block for the delight of the cheering male colleagues (loosing for the men would've been just as bad, but worse, unfortunately, Elekid couldn't join the girls topless, damn). He limped off the pitch, with an injured knee & thoughts of taking him back to my room to rest on my bed raced through my head. But we went to the shop, bought some coke & yes you've guessed it went back to the simulator & the fruit machines. He took the remaining 3 rides on the simulator trying out the other adventures, but I was in only for two of them. We agreed that the first one was the best. As time went on, money ran out & he convinced me to get another $15.00 out, saying he needed a beer (make mine a large one), but that was another cover up & $7.50 went on arcades again. We went to play Air Hockey, my favorite game, but the machine spat out my dollar, as it was broken. I didn't notice that Elekid had picked it up. He returned it to me when I emerged with the attendant & said "you didn't thank me for picking up your dollar", with a sad puppy like expression on his face. I took his hand in mine, like a hand shake, apologied & thanked him for his kindness. He'd phoned his mum 3 times during the day, with no answer (from my cellphone, carefully hiding the outgoing number). He then spoke to his nan begging her to let him sleep the night again, as he'd not been home for a night, after running out during an arguement. His mum was in a local club, drinking & said she's meet him at the station. He seems to be burying his problems in his addiction & I can't get a foothold inside to open him up to me. At 23:00hrs, I finally got him away from the machines & there was a mad time dash to get back to the train station, via getting his bike. I insisted on accompanying him to the station, he protested so I said I'd just walk there to make sure he got the train & he rode off. Outside the gates, he was there waiting for me. Again he said he'd be okay & rode off. When I got to the station, his mum wasn't there. She'd gone, pressumably by cab, maybe she was never going to be there, I don't know. Whatever possessed me to continue with him, I will never know, but after talking to him when he got on the train, I joined him. He didn't have a key to get into his house & I wasn't going to him travel back alone & I got on the train. Two girls on the train stoned out of their faces, wearing rubber gloves, talked to us. They were about 14 & said they could kill us if they wanted to, cause they wouldn't leave any finger prints. They offered us some of the joint, but both of us said no. One said to us "are you father & son?, friends?" (again showing how young he looks), I replied "no just work mates". Got off the train at the next station, watched him walk down the platform & saw him off. He didn't think I'd get back saying that the last two trains were staff trains only, but I insisted that it was okay. I got back on the train & sat down by the window. When I looked out again, he was back (sweet Mary J Blige, f, blocks). "Whats up" I asked. "Just came to see you go." he said. "Are you sure you okay" I asked. "I dunno, I might get beaten up on the way home" he said (more f, blocks, ships, etc were muttered by me. As I got off the train. I walked back with him, out of the station, across the main road & down some dark alleyways before seeing him ride off saying "I'll be okay from here". I walked down as far as I could & turned back. When I got back to the station, I kept looking down the path, to see if he would return. Boarded my train & went back to the station. I was so worried that he'd come back I waited until the last train arrived in, just to make sure he wasn't on it & thankfully he wasn't. He asked me not to phone him, obviously an overprotective mother might panic if someone of my age was hanging around with her vunerable 18yo son. We are due to meet up again today at lunch-time & where the gambling must stop. In total he helped me spend eqv to $75.00 & I really couldn't afford that. This morning whilst I started up the bakery, I had a chance to tell my Sv about him (the shake of the head when I mentioned the gambling problem, told the story of his thoughts). I also spoke to my gay work mate, who was more relaxed hearing that the kid was 18, he said "18, I wouldnt've even surved him cigs" (legal age of 16 here for smokes). What terrors today will bring only God knows! This is Halo, signing off. |
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