Momma Goose

Ch.23

Ch.23 Mik's POV

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By the time I finished Mark had no color left in his face. He looked like he was going to be sick. I had tears rolling down my face. It was nice to finally open up and let all of it out. Let out all the hate, pain and fear. I felt like I was finally able to breath agin, after eleven years I felt like I would actually get away from this. I felt like I could breath and not worry about the consequences.

"Miss?" I heard Mark ask. I looked up at him and saw pity in his eyes, but I also saw a kindness that I had never seen before. The kind of look that I wish Damian... Wait what new thought new thought new thought.

"Yes?" I asked.

"Are... Well I know this is a stupid question but, are you ok?" He asked in a skeptical tone. I couldn't help but laugh because this is probably the best I've felt in eleven years.

I look up at him with tears still rolling down my face and smile, "I think I finally am." I'm the kind of girl that will say she's fine with tears in her eyes.

His phone starts ringing and he looks down at it, "Sorry I gotta take this." And he walks out of the room. Honestly I'm thankful this means that I have a few minutes to compose myself. I couldn't take any of this back, I guess Blake gave me one last gift. It's because of him that my story will be told

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Jerry's POV ( that morning)

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I woke up with a killer hangover, I started kicking people awake and noticed that Blake wasn't there. What the hell?

"Mike, go to Blake's and see if he's there."

"Damn man I thought that I could have more fun with.. Crap what's her face... The bitch.. M.. Mi.. Mik yeah Mik ."

"Dude this is more important plus she has to go to school today, I pulled her out yesterday and I don't need your noisy nephew poking around considering he's her teacher."

"Fine, but I'm coming back tonight."

"Whatever dick head. Bring Noah with you."

After they leave I start getting ready for work. My phone goes off and I answer it without looking.

"Jerry here."

"Dude Blake killed himself!"

"Wait what?"

"Blake is hangin from his celin right now.."

"Don't touch or do anything!"

What a great fucking way to start the day!

I tear out of my drive way like a bat out of hell. When I get there I see Blake hanging from the ceiling just like mike said so I hand him a disposable cell that I picked up a few weeks ago and say, "Call the cops and tell them, then bust the shit outta this phone and go about your day normal act like you never knew a thing bout this." He looks at me shocked but hell this ain't my first rodeo I've dealt with deeper shit than this.

He does as I say and we all agree this never happened. I walk through his house real quick and make sure he didn't leave a note. I see a piece of paper on his bed but dismiss it.

I'm at work when I get a text from Noah,

*sos the cops know our dirty secret*

Son of a bitch! I get Dawn and as we drive past the school I have her pick up Jake.

"Blake spilled the beans about Mik..." I tell her as we pull up then I say, "you and jake go to the shed while I get some stuff from the house. I have her trained right so she does as I say. When they get into the shed I close the door and lock it. The dumb bitch doesn't even question it! I grab the gas can out of the other shed and poor it all over and around the shed with dawn in it. I open a little window and say, "nice knowing you whore!" Dump some gas in and light it on fire. I go to turn away but I feel a sharp tug on my shirt.

"You wanna kill me! Dumb ass you're gonna die too." I couldn't break her grip on me and before I know it screams of burning people are filling the air. Damn this is one hell of a way to die!

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Mik's POV

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I look up as Marl walks in agin with a grim look on his face.

"I'm sorry but their was a fire out at your step dads place, it involved him, your mom and your little brother." God no! Not Jake ! Why didn't he just killed me!

I heard heart breaking sobs echoing through the room and realized they were coming from me. My mind and body couldn't take it anymore and the last thing I remember before I blacked out was the door being thrown open.