"W-what are you doing" she whimpered, eyes growing larger with each step closer.
"Claiming you beautiful chocolate," I said pulling her roughly up against my chest.
Shaking her head in disbelief she looked pleading at him. The shackles flinging him...
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Ow! The dead dry brown grass prickled my feet. The sun beamed down seemingly wanting to boil me alive. Everything moved in fast pace as if, society already pronounced me deceased. Just like back then.
My vision blurred not from tears, from running too hard. My lungs feel like an old ashtray. Funnily enough, I probably look like a heroin addict right now. Torn up, worn out clothes, no shoes on, dirty from head to toe, and a crazed look in my eyes. Already its begun. The little life we've got vanishing only because he has returned. Lord, I need help! I want to stop running. Correction my body wants to stop running my mind knows better. All that I can think of is...
Get wisdom.
Runfasterheneeds you!
He'll get to him first!
Push dammit!
You're close keep push'n if you don't you truly will lose EVERYTHING!
I can see the shingles on the old school building below the intersection. I'm 30ft away, please God. I can see him playing on the playground outside a group of kids.
I'm almost there!
Suddenly they stop playing. Some kids start shouting and pointing at me...wait no... behind me.
Oh, fuck me! Large silver and black SUVs roll up behind me. I look to my right there's one, look to my left there's one as well, one coming toward. They're gonna cut me off, I'm screwed. By the time I spin around to look back at the playground. Everything is in chaos teachers rush children inside, the principle screams for a lockdown in a gigantic megaphone. I search through the crowd ignoring the sound of closing doors around me. My heart slams against my rib cage when my eyes connect to Wisdoms.
He's fighting to get to me the teachers ain't letting him. Finally, they do something I agree with. His face droops, tears pouring out, he desperately cries my name, breaks from under a teachers arm I shook my head. He stills, his eyes pleading with mine as a teacher snatches him up. I don't cry through the feeling is overwhelming but, I know if I cry he will forever remember it. Like I said he shouldn't see his mother like that. He's nearly inside before the men close the circle around me. I scream with all remaining strength I have left.
SAFE PLACE! MAMA LOV-
I saw the cloth that I knew was coming from the start. I didn't fight the black abyss I just hoped and prayed he'd understood me.
Hey, Angels, that was wow. I'd like to read any questions about the chapter you may have. Honestly, I take encouragement and criticism. Let me clarify dick comments on how stupid you think my book is, isn't criticism it's just you being a assh*le. Don't like the book don't read it you're not that important my friend. Now for all you people who didn't read the introduction, lazy. I have dyslexia so please point out spelling mistakes and places missing commas, semicolons, etc.
