Jason's POV
I woke up to footsteps approaching my tent. Well it was more like my prison, for now. After throwing Charlie off the train, my father saw in his best interest to cuff me to this pole so I didn't run off. Kind of reminds me of how Charlie cuffed me to that stupid pole by that interstate. That took me two days to get out of. Jason stop thinking of her, you have to get out of here first. The flaps to the tent opened and who else entered then Major Tom Neville himself, otherwise known as my father. The flaps closed behind him, but not before I could catch the glimpse of the early morning sky and an empty camp. My father walked over to me and uncuffed me. I did two things; the first was look at him like he was crazy. The second was punching him straight in the jaw. "I advise you not to do that again, Son. Not before I tell you this," He grumbled to me. I looked at him skeptically, confused on why he decided to let me be locked to a pole for a day before coming to me. "Jason, son, there is something your mother and I haven't told you." My own mother? I don't understand, she has told me everything or so I thought.
A/N
So it wasn't as long as I was hoping for. Sorry guys. :/. Anyway I'll try to post more by tomorrow. Thanks for reading, this is my first story and I know its not the best.
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