Tommy was constantly being bullied in school by Randy on a daily basis. Tommy's life completely changes when he meets a mysterious girl after school while riding his bike. This accidental meeting... led to something more! An Accidental Meeting Chapter 5 by Kayla Don Copyright © 2012, 2013 Kayla Don All Rights Reserved.

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Chapter 5
 
It’s a mournful day as Samantha Jones stands over the grave of her son and reflects on the night that still haunts her dreams...

...

(Just kidding ‘)
 
 
Bobby Stokes was sitting at his desk in the back room of the Gas station/ BBQ joint, one of twelve that his father had left him after his passing. He was counting the day’s take while watching his ten year old daughter Tracy play on her PSP across the room. Most people who owned as many stores as he did didn’t work at them. But he liked working at the station and he loved selling his old mans signature pulled pork BBQ even more. He was using his calculator when he glanced over at the flat screen TV mounted on the wall. He saw four people going into the alley between his place and the building next door. His jaw dropped as he saw one of them had a gun and was holding a young couple at it’s business end.

He had added a CCTV camera set up along with a 12 gauge shot gun to the station's security after a robbery the year before.

“Tracy Call 911 and get the cops!!” he grimly said as he reached up and took the shotgun off the wall. Bob then hefted the shotgun to the other hand as he locked the office door and pulled it to, hearing the click of the mechanism.

Tracy pulled out her cell phone and dialed 911. Bob then walked up to the front door to assess the situation when he heard a shot! His military training kicked into gear and he took off in a sprint running out the front door.

As he rounded the corner, a young man ran out of the alley and passed him without even looking.

He ran in and saw a large black teen pointing a gun at a girl who was kneeling over a young man, holding his stomach. Blood was pooling beside them both.

He stealthily got behind the boy and shoved the barrel of the shotgun to the back of his head. “Drop the fucking gun asshole!” he yelled.

The boy was hesitant.

“Don’t think I wont shoot you! I served two tour’s in Iraq and I’ve shot plenty of people. So don’t think I wont shoot you!” Bob yelled.

Bob had served in the army and was still in the National Guard, so he was ready if this punk tried to run.

The boy slowly put the gun on the ground. Bob then kicked the gun away, hearing it clatter and scrape as it banged against the dumpster. About that time, Bob heard sirens, so he knew the cops would be there soon.

Bob took a moment and looked over at the young girl leaning over the boy on the ground. But there was something odd about the girl. He couldn’t quite put his finger on it. He heard someone sprinting up behind him and glanced quickly to see who it was.

“TOMMY!!!” the female voice screamed as a woman flew right by him and ran over to the boy on the ground.
 

 
Sam watched as the young couple danced to a slow song and decided to take this time to go to the bathroom. She went in and did her business before going back out to the main floor.

When she looked around and didn’t see Tom and Kelly, she figured they might have stepped outside for a minute. Maybe Kelly was breaking the news to Tommy? She knew she should be nearby in case Tommy decided to get angry and help Kelly out.

So she walked outside.

That was the moment she heard a gunshot!

She looked across the street in time to see a man run out of the gas station with a shotgun towards the alley across the street in front of her. A young boy then ran out of the alley, right past the man going into it, fleeing.

After a moment, a sense of dread overcame her. Samantha glanced at traffic both ways and hurried across the street. She joined the few others who had heard the shot that started to gather near the alleyway entrance.

It was there that she saw the station attendant holding a young boy at gun point.

But her heart seemed to stop! She had a hard time processing what her eyes just saw past the station attendant! She saw the sight of Kelly crying over Tommy. And BLOOD... Tommy's blood! It was forming a pool around them!!!!

She screamed and ran towards them.

Bob watched the sight in front of him. His heart reached out to the pain that the woman and two kids were in.

“Drop the gun!!” a voice commanded behind Bob.

He lowered his gun to the ground as the police officers came over and cuffed both him and Tony.

He did some fast talking and told them about his daughter and the video tape. One of the officers sprinted over to the gas station mart to check.

A few minutes later, he came out and uncuffed Bob and apologized. About that time, an ambulance had come up and the paramedics ran into the alley. They were then loading Tommy onto the ambulance and Sam climbed in with them.

Kelly tried to get in, but the Medic said there wasn’t enough room. The Medic climbed inside and shut the doors. The ambulance took off.
 
 
Kelly, grief stricken and covered in Tommy's blood, started crying like there was no tomorrow!

She collapsed onto the pavement and curled into a fetal position, crying.
 
 
She had no idea how much time had passed, her world had just ended! Everything in her life that she held dear to her, Tommy, was probably gone!

She felt a hand tapping her arm. Through a blurred haze, she made out it was the man with the shotgun squatting beside her. Kelly was still in shock and dry heaved.

“Sweety, I was asking you if they said where they were taking him.” Bob repeated.

Kelly pursed her lips, trying to stop the heaving and hiccupping. “Mmm-mm...may..vu..vu..view.”

The man offered her his handkerchief. “Let me lock up my store and I’ll take you there. Dry up your tears hon, I'll be right back!” Kelly nodded as the man jogged back across the street.

He soon came back with a young girl inside the cab of a large Ford F-250. The girl's eyes went wide seeing Kelly covered in blood. She started to ask questions as he got out and removed a work blanket he kept in his truck work box mounted in the flatbed. “Just a minute. Let me cover her and get her inside first.”

Bob wrapped the clean side of the blanket around her and hefted her up. The girl inside the truck opened the cab door as Bob set her inside on the seat beside her. He then shut the door and ran back into the alley for a moment.

A minute later, he climbed back into the truck and he started driving.
 

 
It was quite an awkward moment as the little girl kept looking Kelly over. Finally, she asked what was, so obviously, bothering her.

“Are you a boy?” she innocently asked.

“Tracy!” the man admonished.

“I'm sorry daddy.” the girl, scared, turned her eyes back to the front windshield.

“It’s okay,” Kelly weakly said, as she wiped at her eyes. Then, looking over at the young girl's eager face, admitted, “I..I'm sort of a boy, yes.”

“My name's Bobby and this is my daughter Tracy,” the man said.

“I-I...I’m Kelly,” she said.

Tracy began asking Kelly some questions and trying to strike up some chat with her. She was really interested in Kelly.

Bobby went back to driving, thinking back. A few years ago, he would have more than likely not given this young boy, or girl? whatever Kelly is, the time of day.
 

 
A few years ago, Bobby was on patrol in southern Iraq when he and his team were ambushed.

He took a round to his chest!

For some reason, it went through his body armor! It was only determined later, that the body armor was found to be defective.

Bobby was down and knew that he was dying!
 
 
As he lay there delirious, in severe pain, and starting to lose consciousness, he saw a shadow come over him and felt hands grabbing him. He recognized, through blurry eyes, one of his best friends had run into the line of fire and was dragging him to safety.

Sergeant Joel Porter was a slight man standing at five feet five, but was as stout as an ox. He and Bobby had been friends since Basic and both had made the rank of sergeant at around the same time.

Bobby was air lifted to a field hospital where he underwent surgery to remove the bullet, which was lodged very close to his left lung. The doctors were able to remove the bullet and, by some miracle, Bobby ended up making a full recovery with nothing more then a large scar.

It was a little over a year later, when he heard about Joel being discharged after he was outed as being transgender.
 
 
Bobby never would have guessed it.

After a while, he took some time off to go and visit his old friend.

When he knocked on the door at Joel’s house, he was surprised when this pretty woman in her late twenties opened the door and greeted him with a hug.

They talked awhile and Bobby learned about all the hell that Joel had been through since he was a little kid. But Joel, or Hanna as she was now called, seemed to be doing a lot better since she was transitioning. She seemed every bit the woman she presented as and Bobby remembered the difficulty of trying to bring the image of this woman as to being the same person who had dragged him out of danger. But rather than dwell on the inconsistency of the two images of the same person, he chose to think of her as a female. It took a lot of guts to be in the military - even more to survive in a war.

And to transition...

Bobby had the utmost respect for his friend. She had shown bravery as both a man and as a woman.

At that moment, he chose to toss out all of his nagging doubts and to respect her choice and life and be her friend.
 

 
Bobby pulled up to the hospital Emergency Room Entrance where they had taken the young boy. Kelly thanked him and got out.

“Wait there just a minute!” Bobby said. “Let me park my truck real quick and we'll all go in.”

Kelly nodded and stood there waiting.

The three of them then walked in together and Bob asked where the boy was.

They were shown to a waiting area inside the Emergency Room area, where other patients were being assessed and treated on gurneys, where they found Sam crying.
 
 
Samantha heard some people walk up next to her and stop. When she looked up, she saw Kelly. Samantha then stood and the two hugged and cried together. Bob and Tracy watched and stood off to the side.

“How is he? Is he alive?!!!” Kelly begged, more than asked, as she wiped her eyes.

Sam had to pause and recompose herself.

“Their operating now a.. an… and I just don’t knowwww!!! Sam said as she broke down crying.

Kelly hugged her tight. All four of them sat down on a sofa in a small waiting area to their side that used to be a patient room.
 
 
As the minutes turned into hours, all Kelly could think about was Tommy. He was the person she loved. Tommy was who she wanted to be with. Tommy was... - her other half! He was her world!

She never really considered herself a faithful person or religious. But in her head, she found herself silently praying and asking God to save him. Please save him!
 
 
After about three hours, a man dressed in green scrubs appeared and walked over to the group. Sam stood along with Kelly and held her close.

“How is he?” Samantha quivered anxiously.

The doctor smiled.

“The bullet came very close to hitting several major organs, but by a miracle, seemed to have missed all of them them and stopped before it hit the spine. Your son was definitely being looked after by someone.”

The doctor then clasped both of Samantha's hands. “We were able to remove it and your son is recovering at the moment. I am not expecting any complications.”

Sam fell to her knees crying tears of joy at the news that her baby was going to be alright. Kelly hugged her tightly, also joyous of the news.

“Thank you Lord!!” Kelly kept murmuring over and over.

She then realized that she wasn’t the only one who had prayed.

Kelly was so relieved, that she failed to notice a nurse standing five feet from her with her mouth hanging open.

“Brandon? Is that you?!!”

Terror suddenly gripped Kelly! Her spine tingled with fear as she looked up into the wide eyes of her mother!