THE SON OF ELI

CHAPTER 18: FIGHTING FOR ELI

The persistent knocking dragged Nancy from the entangling web of sleep. For a moment, she stayed in bed, disoriented, and then she sighed and turned over. She got down, pulled the cloth around her, and gasped when she saw that sunlight was already streaming in through the window.

A moment later, she smiled with relief when it dawned on her that it was Saturday and she would not have to go to school. The knocking was still going on, so she headed to the main door with a scowl on her face.

She knew Jo usually didn't go to the clinic early on Saturdays unless there was an emergency. They usually did their washing and cleaning on Saturdays. She noticed that the key was still in the door, and she turned it and squinted at the early morning sunlight that hit her eyes.

The huge man standing in the doorway spoke gently.

"Hello, Nancy," Mike said. "You guys still not up yet?"

He walked into the room and made his way towards the master bedroom he had shared with Jo.

"Uncle Mike!" Nancy cried with alarm, unsure of the situation but old enough to know that with Jo and Eli inside the room, Mike's presence could result in unpleasantness.

Mike turned around.

"Yes, Nancy?"

"Erm, should I wake mommy up for you?" the girl said uncertainly.

Mike smiled.

"Don't worry, Nancy. I'm not gonna hurt her. She's still my wife."

Nancy bit her lower lip as Mike approached the bedroom door, and she wished for a moment that the door would be locked, as it sometimes was when Uncle Mike was staying with them.

Mike pushed down the handle, opened the door, and entered.

He came to a complete stop and had to lean against the doorframe to prevent himself from falling. The air oozed out of him, and sudden faintness assailed him. His face cracked up with pure agony as he watched Jo's naked body lying halfway across the young boy!

Eli appeared to be deeply asleep, and his amazing beauty as he lay still with only a piece of cloth around his loins struck Mike fiercely. As sweat of agony formed on his face, his jealous rage knew no bounds, and he stepped into the room and slammed the door shut behind him.

Jo looked up sleepily and saw the menacing figure of Mike bearing down on them. She saw his twisted expression and the look of insane jealousy on his face. Her heart lurched with fear, and she sat up sharply.

Mike growled!

The fact that this beautiful woman had been mauled by the young brat filled him with uncontrollable rage.

"Mike!" Jo cried with horror and jumped to her feet and met his mad rush. "Stop it, Mike, please! Stop it!"

Nancy, who had been walking with little steps of fear towards the door, heard Jo's scream, and she rushed forward blindly. The little girl threw open the door just as Mike slapped hard, the sound of a harsh explosion that made the woman yelp with pain!

It dropped Jo on her butt, and Mike rushed at the sleeping Eli.

Nancy screamed and rushed past Mike, then she threw herself across Eli and held out her hands to Mike as tears fell down her cheeks.

"No, Uncle Mike!" she screamed. "Leave him alone! Leave him alone!"

"Get down this instant!" Mike growled furiously.

"No, leave him alone!" Nancy screamed.

Mike grabbed her by the arm just as Jo got off the floor and hurled herself at him, wrapping her arm around his neck and pulling him back.

Mike, who had been a trained soldier before the Meltdown, hurled Nancy against the wall. Jo was riding on his back now as she tightened her grip on his neck. Mike hurled himself backwards and crashed Jo against the wall.

"You w***e!" he screamed with pain. "You cheap slut! Sleeping with a baby? You sick b***h!"

Jo moaned with pain as the back of her head smashed into the wall, causing her to feel faint and her arm loosened around Mike's neck.

As she slipped off his back and landed on the floor, she looked at Eli with shock because he was still lying on the bed, unmoving! She lifted her hand weakly as Mike bore down on the defenceless Eli.

Nancy was screaming shrilly, and just as Mike reached the bed and grabbed Eli's arm, the little girl launched herself at him, and both of them fell across Eli's body.

Jo was crawling weakly towards the bed now, weeping with horror, terrified by Mike's explosive fury, aware that he could kill Eli in his rage.

Mike turned on the bed, and his hand flailed, hitting Nancy across the cheek and flinging the girl to one side.

And then, thankfully, Dr John and Ebo burst into the room suddenly.

"Mike!" John shouted and rushed forward as the huge man suddenly sank a fist into Eli's stomach!

"No!" Jo moaned with agony as the devastating blow sank into the boy's stomach.

But Eli did not move, or wake up!

Mike bellowed with rage and drew back his fist again, but Dr John and Ebo grabbed him and drew him back. He bellowed again and struggled furiously, but the two men held on.

Jo joined them, and at last, they wrestled the big man to the ground. Mike was still struggling and trying to throw them off.

"Mikey, Mikey, hold it, damn it, man!" Ebo said desperately. "Stop it, man!"

Nancy, with a big welt on her cheek where Mike had struck her, approached Jo with a dressing gown. Mike had stopped struggling, so Jo took the robe with a grateful nod at Nancy, and she quickly put it on, belted it, and the two of them approached the bed.

"What's wrong with Eli, Mommy?" Nancy asked, sobbing. "His body is so cold! Has Uncle Mike killed him?"

Jo knelt beside the bed and touched Eli's forehead, and she gasped at how freezing-cold he was. Her heart lurched with terror as she grabbed his shoulders and almost flinched at his ice-cold body.

She turned a frantic face to the three men who had now gotten to their feet.

"Look what you did to him!" she screamed at Mike. "Get out of here! Get out, Mike! Get out!"

Mike growled and took a step forward but, Ebo grabbed his arm.

"Stop it, Mike, damn it!" the younger man said desperately. "What's gotten into you?"

Mike turned a dejected face towards his friend, and when he spoke, his voice was filled with pain.

"She f****d him, man. She slept with him!"

"John!" Jo said desperately. "He's unresponsive! He's as cold as ice!"

Dr John rushed to Eli's side and desperately felt for his pulse.

"Come on, let's get out of here," Ebo said to Mike who tried to drag his arm free and move to the bed. "Don't be a fool, Mikey!"

Mike looked at his friend dazedly, and he shook his head with pain.

"It hurts, man."

"Of course it does, but this is not the way to handle it!" Ebo hissed. "Step out for a moment!"

Reluctantly, Mike allowed himself to be led to the living room where he stopped for a moment and glared at the door to the bedroom.

"How would she do such a thing?" he asked dazedly. "He's just a boy… s**t, is he even human? That freak from the glass? I thought she was different, a sane woman!"

Ebo rubbed a hand across his lips for a moment.

"Listen, bro, you f****d up with Anita. And Jo was hurting! Women in that situation do all kinds of crazy s**t!"

"By sleeping with that boy young enough to be her f*****g son?"

"Cut the crap! You slept with a girl young enough to be your daughter, and you got her pregnant, man. And that boy, there's something about him. All the girls are talking about him, his looks, his charm. In times like these, most women will drift towards him."

Mike grunted and walked dejectedly towards the main door.

"I didn't think it would hurt this much, that I still cared this much for Jo," he said painfully. "I can't cope with this, Ebo. I can't. That freak needs to go."

Ebo's jaw set grimly.

"I don't do murder, man," he said softly. "If there's a way out of this, it needs to be done through Jo. Talk to her, solve this. But that boy is innocent, and you know it."

"Jo's not like that!" Mike said desperately. "She would just not share her body with anybody just for fun, or companionship! If she did this, then she feels something stronger, man, something I cannot fight against!"

Ebo sighed and shrugged.

"Talk to her, man, talk to her first. Right now, let's get out of here. Solve this later."

He took Mike's arm and led him out.

Dazed, hurt, heart in turmoil, Mike made a decision.

Eli would have to die.

As soon as possible.

***

Dr John ignored Nancy who was sitting at the far end of the bed crying uncontrollably. Jo still knelt beside the bed with tears in her eyes as she gently passed her right hand across his forehead and cheek, marvelling at what had happened between them.

She had felt as she had never felt before.

His gasps of pleasure had been overshadowed by her breathlessness, her groans of pleasure, her bucking waist, her demand for more, for it not to end!

Eli inside of her had been nothing but amazing!

It had been so unbearably wonderful that at a point before she climaxed for the umpteenth time, she had moved off him and studied him down there.

She had taken his lance with confusion, marvelling at how incredible that thing was, a living bundle of joy that had seemed to reach every bit of her secret places, igniting flames, earthquakes and volcanoes that simply consumed her body over and over.

And she had known she was never going to be the same again, or receive an ordinary screw again.

Dr John checked Eli's pulse again and used the stethoscope carefully. Finally, he sighed and stood up.

Nancy and Jo looked at him with tragic expressions on their faces.

"His heart is strong, pulse strong," he said. "Cover him with warm blankets and allow him to sleep."

"But he's not sleeping!" Jo said desperately. "He seems to be comatose!"

The doctor's expression was almost cold as he looked down at her.

"He's going to be fine," he said calmly. "Cover him up, and come outside. Something to discuss with you."

"Are you sure, Uncle John?" Nancy asked desperately.

The doctor smiled reassuringly.

"Yes, I'm sure," he replied. "He's going to be fine, and will wake up in a little while."

He turned abruptly and walked out of the room with Jo staring after him with concern and uncertainty on her beautiful face.

She took two blankets from the wardrobe and covered Eli, and added two bedsheets. She wiped her tears and smiled reassuringly at Nancy.

"Let's go have some breakfast, dear. Doc says he's going to be fine."

Nancy shook her head and stretched out beside Eli.

"I can't eat now, mommy," she said with a shuddering sigh. "I will eat when he wakes up."

For a moment Jo wanted to insist, but she nodded and walked out of the room. She found Dr John sitting stiffly in a chair with a thoughtful look on his face.

"John?" she asked, her voice still worried.

"Do you have gas?" he asked softly. "Can use some breakfast."

"How did you and Ebo…"

He waved a hand dismissively.

"I was already on my way here, to check on Eli, to make him perform a test. Saw Ebo standing outside, said he came with Mike. We heard the screams then and rushed in."

"I see. About Eli. Is he going to be alright?"

He shrugged.

"I think so," he said. "His heart is strong. Did you sleep with him?"

Jo sighed with guilt and sat down opposite him with a downcast look on her face.

"I'm… I'm sorry, John. I should have known better!"

"Ah, I'm not blaming you!" he said irritably. "I would probably sleep with him too if I were a woman. Serves Mike right for being such an arsehole."

Jo smiled a bit at that.

"You did, didn't you?"

"Yes. Last night… we got carried away, couldn't help it."

"And what was the last time you remember him awake?"

"Just after his o****m," she said, feeling herself burning with embarrassment. "We lay panting for a while, with me crying mostly because it was… magical. I asked him if he liked it, can you imagine that? Usually, the man asks, right?"

"And?"

Jo's face had a lovely expression as she sighed.

"He said he loved me," she said. "Just that. I love you so, Jo. His exact words, and the next moment he was asleep."

"And, he's um, big down there?"

Jo looked at him with surprise.

"John…"

"Don't John me. You want to know what happened to him. Well, I've heard of it, but never really believed it. It is a medical condition where blood drains from vital organs into the p***s during erection or excitement, especially in well-endowed men. Make them lose consciousness."

"Oh, God!" Jo whispered with horror. "Well, he's not gigantic, not really huge, if that's what you mean, but yes, he's medium. But… Jesus!"

The doctor leaned forward.

"Yes?"

Jo looked more guilty and embarrassed than ever.

"Well, erm, yes… I was quite shocked by the intense pleasure his, um, thing was giving me, okay? It seemed like he had these wriggly and vibrating things on it that hit me to the very core. So, I got off and looked at it with the bedside lamp. And it was covered with many huge veins that kinda… pulsed, you know, moved in waves, sort of, kinda creepy to see but immensely enjoyable!"

Dr John nodded.

"There you have it. Those veins get filled with blood flow from his vitals, and after ejaculating, blood had drained so much that he loses consciousness. Blood will soon circulate back, and he would wake up."

"Oh, no!" Jo cried with dismay. "And it will happen each time?"

"I'm afraid so," Dr John said, and then giggled with sudden amusement. "Yes, Jo, you'll knock him out every time you sleep with him. s*x is his weakness, yes. He's human, after all, with a unique weakness."

Jo's expression was stricken.

"I can't… I can't…?"

He shook his head.

"Not often, girl," he said with a sad smile. "You do that continuously, and it will kill him. Maybe, once every two weeks, you can make love, preferably on Friday night, early enough, so that he will wake up by morning!"

Jo's mouth fell open with a mixture of relief, pain, distress and joy!

"Oh, close your mouth!" Dr John said irritably. "Should be enough for you! I remember you saying Mike overcrowds you with his demands for s*x. Now you have someone who can only make it twice a month, and you look sad! Women!"

Jo giggled as a radiant look filled her face.

"If I could have him, every day, I would," she whispered.

His eyes widened with shock.

"It was that good?"

Just then, Nancy screamed with delight.

"Eliiiiiii!"

Dr John was on his feet instantly and rushed to the bedroom.

Jo stood up more slowly and walked to the door.

Eli was up, and Nancy was scrambling all over him with delight.

He was smiling, that incredible smile, and when he looked at Jo, his look made her legs weak, and she found it hard breathing, and she knew two times in a month was going to be the hardest thing in the world for her to bear.