Mythopoeika
I am a meat popsicle
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Holy shit Swifty, you were a kid at the time - you couldn't have known what was going on.* UPSETTING STORY WARNING*
When I was at school, I had a mate called Arron. He was good fun, cheeky etc and a few of us used to knock around together .. we used to enjoy listening to skate punk and pushing boundaries although never anything serious or illegal.
My Dad was always encouraging me to work in my school holidays so when Mathew, the gardener at a local timeshare hall invited me and Arron one night to a glitzy party there, I knew this was my chance to network and try and find some work to impress my Dad.
Mathew picked us up, we were each given a ticket which allowed us a free buffet and a bottle of red wine each. Mathew got drunk and started talking about sex in a way that I now know was wrong but at the time I'd heard as bad in the playground so it didn't ring any alarm bells. Arron ended up drinking his whole bottle of wine and getting blind drunk, Mathew was thrown out for being found in a bedroom with two women and bringing two kids with him so he offered to give me and Arron a lift back to my house. My parents had gone out for the night to visit some friends but my big Sister was in so told me to phone my Dad and tell him what was going on. Mathew offered to undress Arron so Arron could sleep on my sofa bed in my bedroom.
My Dad got home and thrashed the living daylights out of me, it wasn't until afterwards that I discovered Mathew was a paedophile, it just hadn't even occured to me that Arron could be in danger. Arron avoided me from then on at school but the penny still hadn't dropped with me as to what could have happened to him in my bedroom. I though he just didn't want to speak to me because my Dad had given me a thrashing and I'd cried afterwards. Mathew left our community not long afterwards, I sometimes wonder about the circumstances that made him leave so quickly.
Fast forward to '99, I was living in Burton on Trent when I bumped into Arron, he invited me around to his flat for a cup of tea, nothing was spoken about and I didn't ever see him again.
One day, not long after I saw him for the last time I received a phone call from my Mum who told me Arron was on the front cover of The Burton Mail newspaper, he'd been arrested for giving his credit card details to download child porn images through 'Operation Ore' and his face filled the whole of the front cover of the paper. He was sent to prison for 6 months and had to sign the sex offender's register ... I saw a new girlfriend of his a couple of years later who tried to talk me into going around to see him but I couldn't face it. I sometimes feel guilty about leaving him alone with Mathew in my bedroom, if I'd stayed maybe he wouldn't have been abused? .. I didn't know then and I don't know now ..
You had a bit of a lucky escape yourself.