Incest Justin Thyme by Callicious

[Ramesh_Rocky]

It was nine-thirty when Susie and I came off of the dance floor. Michael was sitting back against the wall trying very hard not to show how badly he was in pain, but it didn't work.

"Look, man. Nobody will hold it against you if you call it a night. You're a lot better man than I am to have lasted this long. Susie is worried about you."

"I know, but I can't go yet. I promise I'll go at ten, when Doc comes over and gives me the shot."

He was obviously in no shape to dance, and he couldn't even really talk with us. His sinuses were so swollen and packed you could hardly understand what he had to say, but he kept a bit of a smile on his face, encouraging Susie to dance with me and a swarm of other guys that came around and asked. "Look, Honey, this is your last Prom. This is your night. Go have fun. I'm not worried about you."

She wouldn't do it, though. I danced several times with Rosemary and Steph, mostly alternating, but saving the slow dances for Steph. Rosemary and I had decided beforehand it would look wrong for a brother and sister to be slow dancing the way we would really want too if it was up to us.

Finally, at nine forty-five the lead singer of the band stepped to the microphone and said, "Folks, we need to take a break, but during the break time we have a very special guest to introduce. Michael Thibodeaux, Jeff Thibodeaux's son is here tonight. Michael, come on up here!"

That brought out a round of cheering, mostly from the guys, but everyone was excited to see who Michael was. Michael rose slowly and grabbed Susie by the hand. "Come with me, would you, Honey? I'd like to have you with me."

Susie looked at him in surprise, but got up and followed as Michael made his way slowly to the dais. When he stepped up to the microphone a new wave of cheers swept the room, especially when Susie was recognized with him. Michael raised a hand and waited for the noise to settle down, the cheers being overwhelmed by whispers and questions of what happened to him?

"Good evening! I ask you to please pardon my appearance this evening. I had a little accident, not of my own causing this morning and broke my nose. I'm afraid I spoiled Susie's evening, but it couldn't be helped. Anyway, that is not why I'm here. Last week I called on Dr. Robinson, your principal and requested permission to speak with you all for just a couple of minutes. I promise I won't be long."

Michael paused and took a deep breath. "I know many of you don't know my date, Susie Collins, but I'm sure you heard about the accident in which she was hit by a driver under the influence a few months ago, and how she lost a foot as a result."

Murmuring and muttering swept the room.

Michael held up a hand again and gradually the room quieted down. "Susie didn't know I was going to do this tonight, and I'm sorry if I'm embarrassing her." He turned to Susie and pled with his eyes for her understanding. She just gave him a sweet smile and nodded, trusting he would do what was right. She knew it was really important to him since he had used his family name.

"Stephanie Winters was driving the car." He pointed back to where we were sitting. "There was nothing she could do as the other driver blew a red light and T-boned her car in the passenger door, pinning Susie's foot, requiring it to be cut from the wreckage. Susie also had serious internal injuries and some head trauma, which fortunately was not long lasting. She underwent several surgeries, and it was really touch and go whether she would survive. One of the top Orthopaedic surgeons in the country was called in from Mayo's trying to save her foot, but it was not possible, and it had to be removed a couple of days later. All of this because a guy had a couple of drinks and then tried to drive."

Michael paused once again, his face ashen. "I know what happened, because I was there for all of it. You see, I was the other driver."

At this admission an angry murmur broke out, and for a minute I thought people were going to rush him, but Susie stepped up next to him and grabbed his hand. Michael waited for the grumbling to die down before continuing. "Lest you think I have to do this tonight as part of some sort of court sentence or something, I don't. I am here because I requested to be, and of my own free will, without anyone asking me to do so. Before you crucify me, please let me tell you what happened. I don't drink. Because of my religion I have never touched alcohol before that night. I attended a party with a girl from a class I was taking, and a couple of guys spiked the punch without anyone's knowledge. They were a couple of losers who were hoping to make the girls more amenable to persuasion, if you will. Most of us at the party were underage, and no alcohol was supposed to be present."

"Because I do not drink, and had never before had a drink I didn't realize what was happening to me when after a couple of glasses of punch I was not feeling well. I thought I was sick and made my apologies and left the party and was trying to go home. I was not legally drunk, only blowing a point oh seven, but I was under the influence, and I did not see the red light until it was too late. As a consequence of my actions a lovely young lady lost her foot and several months of her life that were spent either in the hospital or in a hospital bed in her home."

"Her parents were out of town on a cruise and couldn't get back for nine days. I didn't want her to be alone, so I took it on myself to stay with her and to make sure she received the best of care. I asked her forgiveness as soon as she was able to talk with me and she was gracious enough to give me her forgiveness. I also went to Stephanie Winters to ask her forgiveness, and there I met Justin and Rosemary Thyme, and their grandfather, who is an attorney representing Stephanie. When I explained what happened and asked Stephanie for her forgiveness she also was gracious and gave it. As a consequence I gained some very precious friends."

Michael nodded back our direction and then paused before continuing.

"I am not pushing for you to join my religion. That is a personal choice for each of us to make, but I do ask you not to drink and drive, even a little bit. None of you are legal to drink, but I recognize that will not stop many of you. I hope what I have to say this evening and the witness before you the consequences of just a momentary slip of judgment will be enough to make you think about things. If you attend a party where you don't have control of what you eat or drink, please be careful. If it doesn't feel right, don't do it. It is not worth the risk or the pain it brings."

"You see Susie here before you tonight, and with that beautiful gown I know you haven't missed her. You've seen her dancing and having fun, but you don't see her prosthesis, nor will you see the blisters on her stump tomorrow because she is on it longer than she ought be. Neither will you see or hear her complain. She never has to my knowledge and it is one thing that has made me come to love her as a friend, and then beyond that."