Childish

I Wanna Go Home

Trigger warning! There will be child abuse later in the chapter. It will be labeled beginning and end.

Jackie couldn't sleep all night after Anti had disappeared. He kept thinking about how badly he messed up. He'd admit it was cringe-worthy now what he had done.

Honestly, this whole time, he thought Anti would kill them all in their sleep at any moment. But it had been actually . . . okay having the brat around. As a kid, that is.

He hadn't once tried to hurt any of them and had only succeeded in hurting himself.

The hero bit his lip remembering all the clumsy ways Anti's mischievous ways had hurt himself in his stay there. He almost wanted to laugh. It was almost a fond memory.

And then last night's storm. And the second one when Anti wasn't there to let Jackie help him again . . . . .

He shook his head, 'What am I thinking? Anti's a big boy. He can fucking handle himself. Probably out scamming people as I'm thinking!'

But what if Anti was in pain again?

The thought of him struggling and crying-

It was morning now. Or enough of morning for Jackie, 'Odds are, he could have glitched into his old apartment last night. He likes to sleep in so he might still be sleeping when I get there if I head out now'

Jackie already had his suit on and headed downstairs. He saw Chase still asleep on the couch with his kids . . . .

'I don't wanna bother waking him up this early. He'll wake up with Anti screaming in his face to make him breakfast or something'

At least, that was what he wanted to think.

He knew he still had to apologize to Anti. Did he really, though?

Maybe . .

No one else was up yet, confident that Anti was at his apartment, too.

Jackie just kept getting this nagging feeling that something was wrong, though.

As if Anti wasn't okay.

'Of course he's not' Jackie berated himself as he walked out the door, 'His home is gone. Just like Chase said . . .'

He sighed and took off the apartments.

Jackie kicked the wall in anger.

Having come to the apartments, it was clear Anti HAD been there. There were new knife stabbings in the floor probably from Anti's own violence and anger. Plus the cupboards were all open.

'Probably had been searching for any food he may have left behind'

But there wasn't.

Looking around, Jackie's heart sank. He had left it before with furniture and a TV and bed but it seemed as if the landlord had taken it all. To have seen his old place like this last night-

'Of course, I know he probably stole most of it'

Jackie leaned on the counter, thinking.

'If he's not here, then where could he have gone? There's a chance he could have went to one of this normal picking spots but also, he's probably pretty hungry, too'