Death Before Me

It's Not Normal

Time stood still, Jackston, in his father's arms. Jackston had the widest grin ever, just keeping still in his father's arms.
" I missed you father, I missed you dearly!" He exclaimed, in such happiness.
" Jackston, would you shut up? Leave the man alone he must be tired!" His mother growled, glaring at her husband.
" Really Robert, this is pathetic, you can't treat him like this," she spoke sourly. Robert lowered Jackston down, sending him to his room.
" what to you mean pathetic Jane, I haven't see him in over three weeks! He needs some good attention from one of his parents!" Robert scowled, looking hurtful at his wife, " why can't you just care for the boy, instead of using him for money." Jackston frowned looking from the top of the steps, used for money, Jackston that's harsh don't you think?
" but, she isn't wrong, I am used for money," he muttered sadly, looking down.
" Jane, this is pathetic, I can't seem to understand why you hate him so much, he is your child. This isn't right, your going to hurt him," Robert spoke, noticing the young, blood red haired child, Robert looked away, seeing the pain in his sons sad eyes. We could kill her, Jackston you could take her down. " I can't, I can't, I can't hurt her," Jackston spoke, holding his head.
" Your damaging him Jane, your are seriously hurting him. Is that what you want?" Robert asked, yanking the bottle of wine, " all you do is drink and hit our son, this isn't right." He growled. Jackston left to his room, crying and hiding his face, he was hurt, he was really hurt. Wanting just to dissappear, and never return, till his mother was gone. He wanted time to move forward, and his pain to freeze.