The Same - Janoskians/Luke and Jai Brooks Fanfic

Chapter 12 - Reliving The Memories

Jai's POV

Something flickered in front of my closed eyes. I opened them groggily, my eyes burning like hell. I was suddenly aware of where I was, beginning to panic. I tried to move, but I couldn't. I scanned the room, seeing me tied on a chair in this dirty, barely lit room.

"Mum?" I whispered, not wanting him to hear. I got no answer, making me think the worst. Wait.. am I in London right now? In dads house maybe? I looked around, seeing a bed with springs sticking out of it, and some gym equipment in the corner- wait, wait why is this so familiar?

"It was the only thing in my room, like, just gym equipment and a bed was pretty much my room." Luke's words rattled in my brain. Holy fuck, holy shit this was Luke's old room. I began to fiddle with the strings bound on my wrists, trying my best to get out. I felt something snap, falling flat on my face on the cold, hard ground.

"Ow." I mumbled, sitting up, gasping at what was stained on the ground where my hand was. Blood. There was a huge pile of blood stained on the rotten floor boards. "Fucking hell Luke." I stood up, something in the corner of the room catching my eye. I stepped over cautiously, picking up the old tattered book. I flicked through the pages, messy hand writing filling up the pages.

One little chapter caught my eye, me stopping and starting to read it.

'3rd of May 2005,

So, today's my birthday.. I think. I'm really not sure anymore. Dad said he'd give me a present, I was hoping for something actually good this year unlike all the others, but I was wrong, again. This year I got a calender, he said he got it so I could mark the days I was here, I don't know why, he just did. I also got a beating, like always. I'm used to it I guess-'

The writing went really messy, and suddenly stopped. I squinted my eyes, attempting to read it, but just giving up on the 10 year old Luke. I scimmed through more and more pages, reading all of Luke's little memories he'd jotted down through his life here. I stopped at one that had a red stain on it, blood again, maybe the most recent entry from him as it was neater.

'28th of May 2013,

I actually have some hope for my future. Today was the day my long lost mother that I always thought was dead, and my brothers were coming to take me away from this hell hole. Dad did do what he always did though, a baseball bat this time. Perhaps the last beating ever?'

There was a huge gap in the writing, it suddenly being filled again.

'I can hear a car pulling up. Should I clean myself up of the blood? Why am I asking a book you can't fucking reply. I should, but the bruises are still there, and the scars, I won't be able to hide that forever. I hope they'll like me, and think i'm not stupid. I just wish they know from the start what has happened to me, maybe then they wouldn't judge.. I don't know, I guess this is the new beginning for me. No more pain...'

I smiled slightly at what he wrote,knowing he didn't give up through all the years. "JAIDON!" I heard dad scream. I froze, knowing I shouldn't be out of that tied up seat right now. I hid the book back where I found it, scurrying back to the chair and sitting down, literally holding the ropes there myself.

The door swung open, dad stepping through, his face red. "Your mother has a good swing on her." I chuckled, him coming over and punching me in the gut. "Do you find that funny?" I shut my mouth, knowing Luke has probably been in this exact same situation, in this exact same room.

"Thought not." He muttered, going to untie me, noticing I wasn't tied anymore. "Wha-" I shot up from my seat, pushing him out of the way, him screaming and shouting at me to stop. I rushed down the stairs, tripping on my feet, tumbling painfully down the stairs. I winced, holding my shoulder, quickly getting back up again. "JAIDON!"