The Girl in Cleats

⚽️Chapter 19⚽️

{Asher POV}
My head hurts, why? I look at my surroundings. White painted walls, a small metal cot on the wall, and a toilet in the corner. There's no toilet paper or anything, gross. Where the fudge am I?

Then it all comes back to me. I tried to get out of this Foster Home to get to school so I could see Kiera. When I got to school I couldn't see Kiera. Dustin and Alexis told me she was at the hospital. I freaked out (internally, of course. I'd never do that in public...) They never got to tell me why, because Mr. Wesley showed up and grabbed me by the collar of my shirt and dragged me out of school. I started to fight him but two other strong guys came out of nowhere and basically carried me to the car. When we got back, Mr. Wesley hit me in the head and knocked me out. It must've been a few days ago. Isn't this child abuse?

"Ah, so the little escapee is awake aye?" I hear Mr. Wesley's snake-like voice say. I cringe and look at the door.

"When is my foster family going to come get me?" I say, gritting my teeth.

"Oh, you didn't hear? They don't want a son that runs away to see a girl." He says with a smirk.

  I want to slap that smirk right off his face and kick him where the sun doesn't shine.

"I want to call the police." I seethe.

His expression falters but he regains composure quickly.

Kids here are supposedly allowed to call the police whenever but we never do because we were all so afraid of Mr. Wesley. I stand up and walk right up to him.

"I said, I want to call the police." I say, making myself sound intimidating.

"If you call the police, I'll make sure your little friend... What's her name? Oh yes... Kiera? I will make sure you don't hear from her again." He says, giving me an evil smile before closing the door.

"No! Don't you dare touch her!" I say, pounding my fist against the door violently. I hear Mr. Wesley laugh down the hallway. I back up and slam my body into the door once, twice, three times, but to no avail.

I slump into the ground, tears brimming in my eyes. I should've known he would use her against me. How could I of been so fricking stupid? I think about her being in the hospital. What happened? I rest my head against the door, falling into a fitful sleep.

{Kiera POV}

"Kiera! Get back here!" I hear my brother say, laughing. I run faster, adrenaline pumping through my veins.

I quickly duck into a closet and shut the door, burying myself in all the stuff.

"Kieraaaaaa... I'm gonna get you." Aiden says teasingly. I can't help but giggle a little bit. He hears me and I see him turn around in the direction of the closet. I can only see him through a small crack in the door.

I cover my mouth and try to sink back into the closet, barely able to contain my laughter.

Suddenly the closet door flies open and I scream, trying to run out. As soon as I pass Aiden he grabs me and says, "I got you!".

"Nooooo!" I scream with a laugh. 

"Yessssss!" He mocks.

He starts tickling me and I scream, trying to get out of his grasp. But he only holds me tighter. Suddenly he stops and says, "Kiera, promise me you'll never grow up." I look into his green eyes and say, "Only if you promise to stay with me forever." He nods and says, "Deal." Then he spits in his hand and holds it out for me. I look at it like his hand is infected and shake my head.

Suddenly the room gets dark and there's black smoke grabbing at him.

I try to scream but nothing comes out. When I try running, I find that my feet are stuck to the floor, I can't move. All the while, Aiden keeps getting pulled away by the black smoke.

In one swoosh, he's gone. I scream "Aiden! Aiden please, don't go!"

I wake up screaming his name and find that I'm sweating. I check the time, 5:00 pm. Shoot! I'm supposed to meet that person. I jump out of bed, pushing the dream to the back of my mind.

As I pull on a hoodie, I decide to take Hershey with me, y'know just in case it's someone I can't handle.

Running down the stairs, I grab Hershey's leash and call for him. He comes in an instant. Realizing that I'm taking him on another walk, he dances around my feet, eager to leave.

As I pass the door, I see a box. It says, "Aiden". Odd, I've never seen this box before... I wonder what my dad is doing with all of Aiden's stuff. I walk over to it and take off the tape. As I open it, my eyes widen. There's a letter from Aiden's commander.

I slowly open it, I've never seen this letter either.

Dear family of Aiden,
  I am sorry to report that your son/brother, has died. He was a good soldier.  I am sorry to say we could not find the body. Again, I am sorry for your loss.
   -Commander C. Grate

That's all he's saying is sorry. That's it? He couldn't have the decency to come talk to us in person? Not even a phone call? I feel a hand on my shoulder and I spin around, coming face to face with my dad. His eyes hold compassion and I wrap my arms around him, giving him a giant hug. "I miss him, dad." I say quietly.

"I know princess. But, this is all part of the Maker's plan so I completely trust him." My dad says reassuringly. I wish I could believe like my dad did, it seems so difficult. Why would God want to do this to us? Is this some lesson?

"Wanna go get some ice cream?" My dad asks, looking down at me.

"Sure." I say, giving him a smile. I really don't care about meeting the mysterious person right now. I'm in no shape mentally.
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Hey! I got another chapter in! Are you proud of me? You better be... Anyways, what did you think of that one?

Ily!

-KD Montague✌