Kidnapped

Chapter 19: Questions

Jackie POV (Georges mum)

I sat in the kitchen, talking with Clays mum Aria as we usually do when I got a phone call. When I saw it was the police I answer immediately.

"Hello?" I say with a quick response. "Hi, is this JackieNotfound?" the officer asks me and I confirm it. "Your son is here, can you make your way to the station?" Aria looked at me with concern and confusion as I started to cry.

"George? He's alive?" I cry "Yes he's with his friends right now" "I'll be there right away" I say ending the call. "He's alive" I cry, Aria giving me a brief hug.

"I'll drive you down there, let's go" I say, grabbing my car keys and running out the door. I was desperate to see my boy.

I swung the car into the car park, recognising Clay's car and parking close. I didn't wait for Aria and ran inside. "I'm here to see George" I say, not shouting but loud enough to be noticed. An officer takes me towards a room. Aria following close behind.

He opens the door to reveal 5 boys, my eyes immediately landing on the boy with his head down.

"George?" I croak, crying once again. His face looked up and I was met with his dull brown eyes. "M-mummy" He choked, getting off his chair and making his way to me.

I engulfed him into a hug, both of us crying into each other. "I'll take the boys back to mine and I'll let their parents know" Aria says, taking the boys with her as I refused to let go of the hug.

"Can I have a moment alone with my son please officer?" I ask the officer sitting down, clearly wanting to question George further.

"Of course, I'll be back in 15, do you guys want anything to drink?" We both decline the offer and he leaves us in the room.

I could tell George really didn't want to let go of the hug and neither did I. We stood in each others embrace until I finally spoke up.

"Georgie what happened to you?" I ask, running my hand through his hair in attempts to comfort him.

"Mum.." He finally breaks out of the hug, wiping his face and taking a deep breath. "I-i cant talk about it..I'm not ready" I place my hand on his face.

His face and eyes lacked any colour. How could I have failed him so badly? "Its okay baby..I know you're not good with talking about how you feel" I take a seat next to where he sat and he follows suit.

"What if I got the man to ask you yes or no questions? Would that make it easier for you?" He nods as the officer returns, sitting in his chair with his paper and pen.

"Sir, My son isn't comfortable speaking in detail, could you ask him questions he can answer with a brief yes or no? He can give you a full statement when he's ready, if he's ever ready" I say and the officer hesitantly nods.

"Well yes I can do that but I need to have enough information to be able to put the person behind bars" He says, tapping his pen on his paper.

"Person?" I ask, looking back over to George. "Yes mam, he said he was kidnapped" I feel my heart break and take George's hand.

George POV

I knew I missed my mum but I didn't realise how badly. I felt like I could get through this with her with me. Although I still wondered where my dad was.

"Do you know who your kidnapper is?"

"Yes"

"Could you give me a name?"

It wasn't a yes or no question but it was simple enough to answer.

"Jschlatt. He's a teacher at my school"

I watched as he wrote down every piece of information I gave him.

"Do you know where he kept you? A building, apartment?"

"Uhh, I-i don't know" My mum gave my hand a reassuring squeeze.

"Did he hurt you?"

"Yes"

"Was there any sexual activity?"

I gave her hand a squeeze as I tried not to let my mind think too deeply into it.

"Y-yes"

"What kind?" he asks and I shake my head as memories fill my head.

"Please- please no please" I scream, trying to keep my clothes on as the older male tugged on them. "Take this a future reference. Don't you DARE disobey me again" He spits, pulling my arm in a way that dislocates it. I scream in agony.

I still tried to scramble but that only earned a gun pointing against my head, making me freeze in my movements. "One wrong move and I swear I'll blow your bloody head off" I couldn't move. I couldn't talk. All I could do was allow him to undress me. Silent tears falling as he did so.

I felt disgusting as his hands travelled my body. I knew this wasn't the only time it was going to happen to me. That's when I felt it inside of me. Him inside of me, enjoying every moment while I hated myself more with every thrust he made.

"Sorry uh- Did he rape you?" I snap out of my thoughts, my breathing now uneasy. "C-can I get that w-water now?" I ask, trying to steady my breath as I speak.

"Of course, I'll be back in a moment" he says, getting up from his chair. I couldn't even look at my mum after that mental image. The questions had hardly begun and I already wanted to curl up and disappear.