Innocent ✔️

Thirteen

"Jonathan, what do you think you are doing?" Jackson said.

I was shaking in my place, that Jonathan guy were holding my wrist to keep me close and I bet if he wasn't I would have disappeared a long time ago.

His brother. Since when Jackson has a brother? Miss Robertson said that it's only Jackson and his father that lives here. But again, I just arrived here and I know nothing. It's the first Friday I spent here and a little part of me hoped for a little miracle to happen and take me out of here so this will be the last Friday for me here.

"I am actually having fun!"

I looked down at his arms that were holding me, I tried to break free of his hold but he was much stronger. I pushed his arm down so he could let me go but he didn't move, it didn't even bother him. I was only pushing his sleeve up. He had tattoos and the only one my eyes met was the cross.

What is it with everyone that has this tattoo? My heart started to beat faster when everything blurred away and the monster's face that killed my mother came and stood in front of me, blocking my view from the reality. His smile, I still remember how his smiled looked liked. It's been years but it was impossible to forget a small detail of the whole night. The whole nightmare that I don't seem to find my way back to wake up.

"Let her go." Jackson said bringing me back to reality.

"Which one?" Laughed Jonathan.

"Both of them." Correcting himself, he looked nervously around before sniffing and slide his hands in his jeans pockets.

"You didn't seem to want that! Which one do you want me to let go?" He somehow found his amusing and I didn't even know why. Jackson didn't seem amused though, he looked so angry actually. I hate this.

"Let them both go, Jonathan. For God's sake, I didn't even invite you here!" Jackson screamed.

"Oh, you are my little brother, Jackson. No need for me to be invited to share with my brother his Friday parties, ain't I just right?" He smirked.

"You are no longer my brother."

"That's a small lie, I think. May I correct this please." He let the other girl go but he was still having my wrist in his hand. "You don't want me to be your brother which is impossible, may I add."

"It is if we make it."

"No. I refuse this tone of your talk, brother."

"Let her go." He changed the subject.

"Oh so it was this one you were talking about the first time?" Teased Jonathan.

"Fucking let her go!" Yelled Jackson.

"Alright alright, no need to charge yourself, brother."

He let me go and the first thing I saw was Jackson's opened arms and eyes waiting for me to run toward him and I did.

He hugged me so close to his body and I lay my head of his chest feeling protected of the all eyes that were burning me.

"How cute!" Said Jonathan.

"Leave the party, Jonathan. I don't want to see you here again."

"But you will. Father invited me here. He welcomed me back home!" I could feel the smile of him when he spoke his last words and I heard his heels walking away somewhere I wasn't.

Jackson pushed me away from his chest and before I could say or do anything, he dragged me to the nearest room and pushed me in, locking the door behind him.

"What did you think you were doing? I told you to stay in your fucking room and don't get out!" He screamed down at me.

"I'm sorry. I just heard her screaming and I-" he cut me off and said "you thought about saving her? You couldn't save yourself. I don't know if I didn't interrupt this whole hell what could have happened to you!"