Authors Note: This is the second part in the Fly Away From Here series and I hope you all enjoy it. The song I used is "Stand By Me" by Ben E. King.

Tommy sighed as he stared out Jason's bedroom window into the stormy dreary day. It was Saturday and Tommy had spent the morning with Jason. His mom had called but he didn't want to talk to her, chances were good that she would want him to come home and he wasn't ready to go home, not yet. Jason re entered the room with candles and matches "Just in case the power goes out and we are stranded with out power and heat." Jason stated putting the candles on his bed. No more then ten seconds after he had said this a bright light illuminated the room and the power went out.

Tommy chuckled as he picked up one of the discarded white candles and lit it "Yea I know Tommy I jinxed us don't say it!" Jason said while moaning.

Tommy shrugged as he chuckled "You said it."

Jason glared at him as the phone rang. Jason quickly made his way to the phone and answered with general enthusiasm "Hello."

"Hey Jason then is Jan Oliver again may I please speak with my son its urgent that I get in touch with him." Came the excited voice on the other end.

Jason sighed as he turned to the still distraught Tommy "Tommy its your mother she says its urgent and she must speak with you."

Tommy took a deep breath and reached out his hand to take the phone as Jason handed him the black phone "Hello." Tommy said sadly into the receiver.

"Tommy could you please come home? I know that you don't want to but please come home. I...I want you here Tommy. Your dad is on the war path and is drinking...I can't handle him alone." Came the sobbing voice of Jan on the other line.

Tommy sighed deeply "I don't know mom I just...." He started then through the phone he heard a vase smash to the ground and then the phone hit the ground as his mom screamed. Fear rose in Tommy's heart as he heard his dad scream at her "Bitch!"

Tommy quickly hung up the phone and immediately began to throw his things into his over night bag leaving Jason staring at him in confusion "Going somewhere bro?"

Tommy looked to both sides then came up with the best lie he could "Uhh yea I'm going home my uncle from New York is there and my mom wants me there to visit him since we never get to see him. He's really cool that's why I am leaving in such a rush."

Jason looked at Tommy with worried eyes "Ok bro whatever you say." He said not convinced by Tommy's story. Something was wrong at the Oliver's house something bad that's why Tommy was rushing home and Jason knew it, now getting Tommy to admit it that was a totally different story. Jason sighed as Tommy finished packing his over night bag and threw it over his shoulder.

Tommy gave his best smile at Jason as he spoke "Well I'm out of here. I'll call you later tonight. Be careful a lone with out any power and I will see ya later." After saying this Tommy walked out of the dark room made his way out of the house and was gone.

Jason sat on his bed until he heard Tommy's car rave up and pull out of the driveway. Sighing Jason hopped off his perch on the bed and grabbed a hand full of candles from there laying place on the bed and began walking around his room putting them in places and lightening them as he went. When he finished lightening the last one he said a silent prayer for his best friend who he felt was on his way into danger in the secluded house by the lake.

Tommy sighed heavily as he pulled his jeep into the long gravel driveway that led up to his big two and half story Victorian style wooden house. Grabbing his bag in the next seat he quickly got out and ran in the pouring rain up the walk and into the dark house. Slamming the front door behind him he put his bag down by the door and looked around biting his bottom lip as he walked further into the house. He silently prayed that his dad had fainted out all ready and would leave him alone as he walked into the dark kitchen in the back of the house. Tommy saw the shattered vase on the black and white tiled floor and ran a hand threw his hair. His mom must have done something pretty bad or his dad had to have been pretty drunk to shatter the vase into that many pieces. Moving slowly but surely Tommy removed the broom from the kitchen closet on the left wall and began to sweep up the mess not hearing the feet stomp down the stairs.

Tommy had just put the broom back in the closet when a stern low voice from behind him made his breath hitch in his throat "Where have you been Thomas?"

Tommy gulped as he slowly turned to look into the cold glazed eyes of his dad "I was.... at Jason's. Where's...where's mom? " He managed to squeak out as he dad began to chuckle.

"Your mother is upstairs.... sleeping." His dad smiled evilly as he said this making Tommy want to crawl under something and hide as he took a step back.

"I was at Jason's.... I was at Jason's.... always at Jason's. Why is that Tommy? Do you two have a thing going on with each other? Huh? Is my son a faggot?" His dad sneered out at him as his voice rose with each word.

Tommy gulped harder and shook his head quickly "No.... no sir we are just best friends is all."

His dad chuckled "Then why are you two always together?"

Tommy looked from side to side then calmly answered "We are best friends is all dad. Nothing more just friends I'm straight."

His dad shook his head as he walked towards Tommy and in one fluid motion grabbed Tommy by his hair at the back of his neck and jerked his head up so Tommy was looking into his dad's dark black eyes "Why do I not believe you Thomas?"

Tommy's bottom lip began to quiver "It's the truth I swear it is. I swear. Please dad I...I swear I'm straight." Tommy whimpered as his dad began to rub Tommy's hair and chuckle. Before Tommy could react his dad tossed him stomach first into the counter.

Tommy struggled for air as it was knocked out of him by his stomach hitting the counter as hard as it did. He was about to slump to the ground but his dad was on him in a second preventing him from slumping from his bent position on the counter. "I don't like Jason Thomas and I don't want you to go to his house every again do I make myself clear?" His dad whispered in Tommy's ear.

Tommy tears shining in his eyes shook his head as his dad sneered "Good boy now if I hear of you going back to his house or even talking to the faggot then I will hurt you. Got it Thomas?"

Tommy let out a breath as he shook his head once again "He may be a faggot but I will not let him corrupt you are we clear Thomas?"

"Yesss...sir." Tommy managed to slur out in total fear of his father.

"Now I am going to have to get all the filth out of your system that Jason has put there over the past three months." His dad scuffed out at him. Tommy shut his eyes in fear for a brief second then reopened them as his dad spun him around and picked him up over his shoulder and carried him out of the house headed towards the lake located behind the house.

Luke Oliver chuckled as he stepped onto the peer and walked out to the end of it. He nonchalantly threw Tommy off his shoulder and onto the wooden wet peer as the rain poured and the thunder boomed in the distance. Luke quickly grabbed some rope off the boat that was sitting in the dock next to him that he often used while fishing. He moved back to Tommy quickly and violently flipped the shivering Tommy over on his stomach and grabbed his hands roughly and tied them tight behind his back with the rope.

Once this was through Luke smiled as he used his foot to tip Tommy off the edge of the peer and into the muggy water of the dark lake. Tommy went under like a rock but using his feet he quickly shot back to the surface as Luke jumped in. Tommy tried to get away from him but Luke grabbed him by his shirt collar before he could get far and drug him back to him. "I would take a deep breath if I were you Thomas." Luke sadistically spat in Tommy's ear as he dunked him under into the cold water and held him there for several seconds.

Finally, Luke pulled the gasping for air Tommy back to the surface by his hair only to duck him once more and as Tommy went under he screamed "I can't breath!"

Luke pulled the all most unconscious Tommy to the surface after doing this method several times and whispered in Tommy's ear "Now are you going to see him again Tommy?" Tommy slowly shook his head no as Luke smiled "Good boy." He said as he dunked Tommy into the muggy water once more.

After bringing Tommy up he swam to shore and threw Tommy on the mud as he cut the ropes that were binding the coughing up water, weak Tommy's hands. Tommy moved his hands and buried his face in his arms praying that his dad was through with him. He tensed as he heard his dad's evil chuckle behind him. Tommy's fears were realized when his dad spat "Oh I am not done with you yet faggot!"

As if to prove a point his dad grabbed Tommy by his belt and drug him up the muddy bank. "Please dad....no more." Tommy begged as his dad propped him against a tree and used the rope from before to tie his hand around it as if he were hugging it. Tommy whimpered in pain as the bark off the tree scraped his chest and stomach as his dad moved behind him. "No." Tommy whispered to no one but himself as his dad began undoing his belt roughly.

RING the phone made Tommy turn away from his seat by the window. It was Tuesday and he had not been in school at all that week. He had not gotten in any contact with any of the rangers to tell them where he was either. Tommy turned back towards the window as his answering machine cut on "Hey bro this is Jason what's up? You weren't at school again today...we are all worried about you. Bro is there something wrong? Call me please if you need to talk about anything...I'll be here." Then the answering machine cut off leaving Tommy a lone once more in his large room.

A stray tear slid down his cheek and splashed onto his gray sweatshirt as he watched his dad put his suitcases in his car getting ready to leave for another business trip and slam the hood shut. Their eyes locked with each other's and Tommy looked away as his dad smiled at him from below.