Real or Memory?

Jullian

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"I think I'm in love with Nicca. That's why I have to help him. But how? Who would listen to a little girl?" I mumble to myself, running as fast as I can. Hearing Nicca's screams.

I see Doyle on his way to pick up his son. I run to him calling out to him. So glad that he stopped.

"HELP PLEASE! NICCA!!" I scream at Doyle.

He seems to understand what I'm asking for and runs with me to Nicca. When we got there Nicca was alone. Covered in blood and white, sticky stuff. He was whimpering and he could barely move.

Doyle picked him up after wrapping him in a jacket. I walk besides Doyle as he carries Nicca to the hospital. Sam and Sarah was called in. I had to tell them everything that I knew.

Sam left to run some tests and Doyle was checking to see how bad he was raped. I talked to Sarah for a couple of hours about my parents and what they were doing.

Tonight I get to stay at Nicca's place. For protection. I woke up to hearing Sarah and Sam banning my father from their grounds. He is now excilled. My mom is screaming and begging for him to stay. Nicca wraps his arms around me and tells me that everything will be alright. I cling to him.

"Are you alright? How bad are you hurt?" I ask him.

He looks down and mumbles, "I'm alright. I was not hurt that badly. I'm more worried about you." He blushes and takes my hand. "Come on."

He leads me outside and away from the yelling and arguing. We see his brother raking up leaves. We sit to watch Jason raking the leaves until he leaves to get a bag. Then we ran and jumped into the leaves. Starting to throw them at each other.

Until my uncle came up with a baseball bat and I was again told to run. I ran. I heard my uncle yell. I doubled back even though I know that I shouldn't.

Nicca got the baseball bat from my uncle's hands and was beating him with it. I cover my mouth so my gasps can not be heard. Nicca kept swinging the bat until his face and hands were covered in blood. After he calmed down, he dropped the bat and mumbled under his breathe.

Jason came back and saw Nicca covered in blood. He just picked Nicca up and hugged him. Not caring that his younger brother just killed someone. Jason called Sam and Doyle and told them that Nicca killed. They came and took care of my uncles body.

I'm scared. I don't know if I'm scared of Nicca or scared to leave him.