A Thousand Lies { A BajanCanadian Fanfic } [on Hiatus till spring break]

Another night, my father was drunk and he was chasing me through the hallways, throwing glass at me as he chased. Trying not to scream I ran through the hall panting for breath. I decided to run into my room, my first mistake. My “room” was the in the basement and so it had no windows. No way for me to escape, and no way for anyone to hear me scream.

I scrambled desperately trying to find something anything to defend myself from his wrath.  There was nothing, unconsciously backing up as far away as I could from him I’d cornered myself. Tears fell down my face as he descended upon me. I cringed from his touch, his breath was absolutely vile.

“Why did I remember something from that long ago?” I thought. Dread filling my stomach as I thought how today might go. Thanks to my dream I’d woken up late, she’d be awake by now. “Maybe, maybe I can still make it out.” I thought hopefully. Quickly getting dressed in my favorite checkered hoodie skinny jeans and all stars, for being my favorites they were pretty battered and worn. Not like I’ve ever had anything new anyway….Whatever. I covertly walked out into the hallway, trying not to let my mom hear me. Peering over corners, I inconspicuously walked into the kitchen, grabbed some bread and quickly headed to the door. As I opened the door thinking I’d made it, a hand pushed it back.

            “Where do you think you’re going?”  My mother’s voice snarled.

            “I was just going to step out for a bit” I stuttered in my Australian accent.

            She slapped me, hard, across my face. “Don’t sass me bitch” she snarled once more. “No, No I brought you into this world, I can take you Out of it,” she yelled she continues attacking me, strangling me. “DON’T COME BACK TILL YOU LEARN TO RESPECT YOUR MOTHER” She screamed, slamming the door in my face.

 I got up and looked for my bread. It was nowhere to be seen, I groaned. I’m going to die of starvation….and maybe abuse, I thought. Feeling the bruises forming on my neck, it’s going to be black and blue. Oh well I thought moving on, maybe I can get some food at Minecon

Jerome Aka- ASFJEROME!! Pov

                        I couldn’t believe I was finally at Minecon! And it was in Australia!! Even better! I heard the food here was great… As I walked over to my table, I saw a Girl, about 14 or 13 wearing a checkered hoodie. She looked pale and thin... I approached her and tried to talk to her.

            “Hey what’s your name? I’m Jerome!” I said cheerfully.

            “I-I’m um Nicolette...” She had a thick Australian accent and I couldn’t tell if she was lying or not. I was sure about one thing though. This girl needed help, and I’m going to help her.

            “Pretty name, um would it be ok if you showed me around the city later? I want to see the cool places!” I knew this was a lie. Mitch and I had already toured the place before but I wanted to help her.

            “Sure I guess I could do that… when do you want the tour?” she replied.

            “Right now, let’s go” I grabbed her hand and led her out of Minecon, and then I took her over to the beach. She looked really confused.

            “Um Jerome, I thought you wanted me to show you the city...” Her voice was faint and she flinched every time she took a step.

            “So when were you going to ask for help?” I quickly stated the problem and watched as she widened her eyes.

            “I uh... I don’t know what you’re talking about…” She crossed her arms over her chest and closed her eyes. “Um could you drive me home?”

            “Yeah sure...What’s your address? So I can drive you home” I replied.

            “P .Sherman 42 Wallaby way, Sydney” she says as we walk over to my car.

            “Okay just sit outside I gotta make a call real quick” I said. She nodded and stepped into my car.

            “Hello? Yeah I want to make a Child abuse report… “I told them the information and drove back to Minecon. “Change of plans we’re going back to Minecon” I said.

            “Alright” She said quickly.

Skyler’s POV (Nicolette)

Under normal circumstances I’d be fangirling over Jerome. But…but… he just tried to report her to the child abuse people. She would get me; she would kill me if anyone ever found out what happens in that house, somehow. Somehow, I thought breathing heavily.

“Hey, are you okay?” Jerome said, looking worried

Trying to control myself, I hadn’t realized I was breathing so hard till he said something. I was actually starting to hyperventilate.

“Yeah…I’m fine.” I said shakily

I’m not sure how I feel about this. Clearly Jerome’s gonna cling to me all day. How am I gonna lose him. More importantly how am I going to go home? Not like I even have one anyways… Suddenly Jerome looked at me seriously.

            “I have to tell you something” He looked at me with a worried look.

“Damn how the hell did he figure out?” I thought. Then I said “What do you have to tell me?”

            “Your mom’s been arrested for child abuse” He said carefully.

I started to cry. I never thought it would happen. I thought I would never be free. Jerome hugged me and tried to reassure me but I was actually happy. I realized my tears weren’t going to stop so I counted them. “One... Two… Three”

            Jerome looked at me funny “what are you counting?”

                        “My tears” I replied. Then I realized something. “Jerome I don’t have a home, or a place to be or anything! IM FREEE”

            “Actually... I talked to my parents about and if you want... They… they want to adopt you!” He said obviously thinking I would reject his offer. But seriously this is Jerome (jayreeeee) asking ME if I want to be HIS sister!! Does he really think id reject?

            I paused for dramatic measure and said “I’d like that”

            Jerome smiled and drove me over to the CPS (Child protection services?) office where his parents were waiting.

A/N Hey anyone who reads this XD its me and a friends first story and we just hope you enjoy it!!