From the Other Side

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KJ's P.O.V

'There isn't anything I wouldn't do for that girl.' I thought to myself after leaving Lizzie's house. She was still beyond upset and rightly so about the Alex ordeal.

Asshole.

I couldn't stop wanting to yank at my steering wheel and turn towards his house to give him another piece of my mind. He sure as well deserved it after everything he had put Lizzie through. All for what, love?

Please -Alex wouldn't know what love was if he was hit my a bus full of it. My mind swirled, not being able to calm my nerves. Blood still pulsing with adrenaline I put more pressure on the gas peddle.

He was such an idiot. Who lets such an amazing girl just slip through his fingers? Idiot.

As the tree's blurred besides my car, I made my way down the familiar streets to my family home. It was just me, mom and Sammy now. Sammy was only about 5 years old, and he never stood still. Constantly running around getting into trouble but I loved him non the less. Mom was really being stretched thin lately though. With the hell my father was putting her through in the divorce. She was working two jobs and still trying to raise a 5 year old and prove she should have custody.
It was hell to say the least.

"Mom I'm home." I shout through the house as I open the front door. The door started to swing open but stopped short with a thud.

I look down seeing three duffle bags filled to the brim, the zippers straining to be closed.

I look up to see familiar dark eyes and the overbearing stance of my father.

"Get your stuff. We're leaving." He says sternly barely even making eye contact with me.

"Why are you here." I look to him anger filling my every bone.

"Let go Kaden." He bellows standing his ground.

Sammy was in the corner crying on the couch and I push pass my dad to get to Sammy. Crouching down in front of him I say, "hey bud. What's with the frown huh?"

"I want mommy." Sammy cries into me. I frown and rub his back trying to get him to calm down.

"Alright, get it together. We need to leave." My dad stomps into the room.

"We're not going anywhere with you." I grit my teeth back at him with a glare.

"Courts orders." He snaps throwing a piece of paper in my face.

I scanned the paper, the words sticking out.

Temporary full custody.

"What did you do?" I say my mind swirling. Who the hell decided this sad excuse for a father has the right of custody over our mother?

"Seems your mother isn't fit to both work and raise children." My dad laughed coldly.

"That's because you took everything from her - you bastard." I shouted back at him, standing my ground and positioning myself in front of Sammy protectively.

"Shut up." My dad snapped before grabbing my keys off the table and pocketing them.

"Hey those are mine!"

"Not anymore." My dad smirked and grabbed a bag walking out the door.
I shook my head and pulled my phone out of my pocket, ready to call Lizzie and tell her I might be gone for awhile. Right as I opened my favorites call list my phone was snatched out of my hands.

"You won't be needing this." My dad seethed.

I looked to him in pure rage, "you won't get away with this."

"I pay for everything you've ever had. I can do whatever I want." He snaps back walking over to Sammy.

"Come on kid, let's go." He commands harshly.

I get in between them and nod angrily, "we're coming."

My dad simply muttered something under his breathe and walked out the door again.

I grabbed the two remaining duffle bags that had all my belongings stuffed away in it and made my way over to Sammy again.

"Come on bud. Just think of it as an adventure!" I try to brighten his spirits.

"I don't want an adventure! I want mom!" He cried before plopping down to the ground in defiance. I smile at his childish actions and get down on my knees.

"Come on Sammy, it won't be too bad huh?"

"I don't wanna" Sammy pouts.

"I know bud, but sometimes we have to do things we don't like." I say frowning. How the hell was I supposed to tell Lizzie I wasn't just disappearing but literally being uprooted from my life.

This was going to be one hell of a battle to get my mom custody.

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