The Voice In My Head (bXb)

Chapter one: Do you hear me?

      6 Year old Lance sat alone in his room, playing with his model car. He heard screams coming from downstairs, but he knew never to leave his room while his father had "play time" with his mother. Lance knew if he left his room his father would make him help make his mother scream bloody murder by hitting her and torturing her. He hated when these things happened.
   
        It wasn't always this Bad, but Lance didn't remember the last time his father didn't drink or his mother didn't have to cover her bruises and puncture wounds. Lance sat in his floor playing when he heard his door open.

  His father stumbled into his room and grinned. Lance shook and trembled looking up at his father. "Lance, boy get you're ass out here and help your old man!" His father laughed waving the boy to come to him. He got up and held his car walking over to his father. Little did he know this was the last time he would help his father.

  A few hours later Lance quivered down in a corner rocking and shaking violently trying to block out the screams and laughter just then the front door was kicked down by these people in blue uniforms. Lance knew them. They were the people who kept everyone safe. He stayed silent as he got in the white car with the flashing lights on top. He gripped his car tightly, when he looked down he saw blood covering the car and his tiny hands.

  He smiled at the pretty color of the blood. He always knew red was his favorite color but... Blood red was just the right shade. He liked that.
"Its okay lance we can see that color together,"
Lance looked around trying to see where that voice came from. He rubbed his thumb over the car spreading the blood.
"I'm in your head Lance, I'm here to keep you safe now. Its all alright you have me now,"
He smiled.
What's your name?
Lance thought still playing with his car.
"Call me Ghost, little one,"
Lance nodding to himself smiling innocently.
 
    The police took Lance to an adoption center where he lived for 4 years until he was adopted by a young couple who adopted children like him. Apparently children "like him" have had traumatizing experiences in their life.
10 year old Lance sat in the waiting room kicking his feet back in forth holding the same model car. He never let's it out of his site. It reminds him of those bad times, but it also reminds him of when he met Ghost.. His best friend his only friend.. Lance has never spoken a word since Ghost came Around.

  Years went by and he was finally seventeen. His voice was still there and he still stayed silent. He moved around a few foster homes which lead him to a small down called Lancaster. This is where Lance will be changed. Forever.

(Guys I'm so sorry if this Sucks XD I'll post the next chapter later on today I hope you all like it, please no hate comments. Thanks bye.)