Chapter 15

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The cops. He called the cops. But why. He was free to go. As the cops walked in they were all startled. "You two come with me." The cop said. "You three let these poor kids out." He pointed to us but made eye contact with his fellow cops. "Yes sir!" The cops yelled. They walked our way with a smile. "It's going to be fine kids." They told us. But the question was if we were safe in there hands. 

As they took us into there office I looked round. I looked at one picture in particular. One with a happy little boy. He was smiling. "Is that you?" I asked the cop. He nodded as he  put his weapon in a box. "Yeah we were in California that year." he said. California. How amazing would that be. "I miss being normal." I said as if I was some sort of weirdo. "What do you mean kid." He asked me. I was actually happy that I was alone with the cop. "It's just that I'm different than everyone else. I just feel outcast." Once I finished the sentence I  looked down. But I wouldn't close my eyes. "take a nap you'll be here a while." He told me as he brought out his pillow and his cover and handed it to me. "Thanks." I said. "I'll be here for any reason you need me for alright." The cop said I nodded.

As I slept all I thought was that I was in some of pit falling. And that is when all of a sudden every bad memory moment of my life came to me. The ones that made me feel damaged. "Ah!" I woke up screaming. The cop became startled at the sound of my scream. "You alright down there bud?" The cop had asked me. He seemed concerned. All I did was cry. There was no way for me to stop crying. "Oh it's okay. Your okay." He told me in the most soothing voice he could do. "I'm not okay." I said confessing. I didn't want to lie anymore. I didn't want people to think I'm fine when in reality I'm not even close to being fine. "Why?" He asked me. I bet he didn't even care. "You don't care!" There was something wrong with me. I'm a broken child. "I do care your a kid and you shouldn't feel that way." He said. "I just need therapy can you pay for it?" I asked him. He nodded. This man really did care. I like this man. "Oh also my mom is single so you know try hitting it up with her." I said. He laughed at the comment. "I'll try." He said

Why do I always seem to hit rock bottom when it feels like I'm actually getting better. I looked around. The room was spacious. "Wow this office feels great to be in." I said. He looked at me and smiled. Some one had knocked on the door. I looked over. Zander. "Come in." The cop said. He walked in. He saw me and an to my arms. "Are you okay dude?" I looked at him and nodded. "Well Xavier wants to see you." He said as he looked at the cop. All my cop friend could do was nod. "Well let's go." Zander said as he lead the way to the room.

As we got closer to the room Xavier was in I began speculating something. Why me? Was the question I asked myself. "Were here." Zander said. He knocked on the door. A voice fro inside said to enter. so we did. The room was different. It was more small. And instead of being blue the room was black. "Take a seat Jax." The man said. At this point I haven't stared at the other half of the room. But I think it would be the same. As I turned my head to look at the other side of the room I saw him. The man that mistreated me and Xavier. The one George hates. The man that kicked me out of my house. Larry. "You!" I yelled. I jumped out of my seat to go and attack him. But Zander got me by the waist and sat me down. "Well know that you know he is here let's carry on." The cop addressed the problem of me and Xavier. "So did this man ever lay a hand on you Jax?" The cop asked. I remembered the night I ran away from Zander's. The one were he held me by my face kicked Zander's mom and got Zander. Tugging me around till he let me go. "Ah!" I yelled as I put my hands on top of my ears. "Are you okay Jax?" The cop asked me. All I did was cry. 

The memory's of bad times made m yell and cry. And in a bad way. But this time it hurt to much with the memory of me almost being abused. "Stop it!" I yelled at  no one in particular. "Leave me alone!" I was yelling phrases I flt yelling at the points of the memory's I had. "Jax!" Zander yelled at me. He tried putting an arm on me. "Don't touch or yell at me!" I yelled. I could feel everyone putting their attention on me. "I guess you have traumatized this kid before by actually laying a hand on him." I could hear the cop say to Larry. "He did sir and kicked my mom the same night and laid a hand on me the same night as well." Zander said as he focused his attention on me instead of the cop. "Looks like your going to jail for a good time." The cop said as he got up and handcuffed Larry. "Help me! Please someone help me!" I yelled as I began to get on my side but left my hands on top of my ears. 

After a couple of minutes of my break down I looked up to Zander. "What happened you broke down completely dude." Zander extended his arms to help me up. "it's just that after what happened with Skyler i have been having melt downs like this. Hopefully when I leave I can start over." I said as I walked out the door and headed my way home. "Were are you going!" Xavier yelled out. "Home! This place is making me paranoid!" I yelled back. I lead my way out of the police station and walked home. But as I was crossing the street to the other side a car came my way. I flew over the car and on to the street. "His head it's bleeding!" Is what I heared a lady say. Then boom. I fell unconscious.

A/n: Hey guys tomorrow on Wednesday I'll be making a Thanksgiving short story. It will include a bunch of characters. It will include superstars. It will very from fictional villains to Hollywood movie and singers to YouTube stars. So tomorrow it will not have a chapter of this book. But probably a 3 long chapter book. Same will go for Christmas with the same cast. The're will be pictures of every character. Oh and it is not your typical Thanksgiving dinner it will be a murder mystery. Any ways there will be another chapter for this book later today. Thursday will not have a chapter because I have something to do all day. So see you later. Love you<3. Byeeeeeee!  

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