Tidal Waves

Disaster

Marks POV
Skye and I came home earlier than Jack was supposed to of been home from school. It was getting around the time when he should of been home and he wasn't, like any parent I text him.
Nothing
I waited a while, still nothing.
It was getting around 6 when I finally heard from him that we was on his way. I wondered where he went.
My wife and I sat in the kitchen waiting for him when he finally came. He was wearing a lot of layers which concerned me.
When he walked in Skye immediately hugged him and asked him all about where he was.
"I was working on a school project" he trailed off, so I knew he was lying.
He left for his room quickly when I followed him and grabbed his shoulder gently and spun him around to face me.
I moved his hair out of his face when I saw everything. His black eye, horrible names on his forehead, I removed his jacket to reveal a busted lip and multiple bruises as well.
"What happened to you?" I asked trying to stay quiet so Skye wouldn't hear, but it didn't work and she rushed over.
He started crying and ran to his room, Skye was crying too and I wanted to as well. I tried to think of what to do, then I remembered the night I caught him cutting, the text.
The text
I had to find his phone.
He left it on the kitchen table, I hesitated a second since it wasn't mine, but there shouldn't be anything inappropriate, Jack was a good kid.

I looked though and saw a bunch of terrible messages from the same person including the one I saw.
Landon Barker
My drummer's son is hurting my son.

I have to do something.

Before I dealt with this, I went to check on Jack to see if he was really ok. I brought a warm wash rag along with rubbing alcohol and went to his room, his door was cracked and it was dark in there. He was laying in his bed crying with Adam's song playing on his radio, that hurt me inside.
I put the first aid stuff on his desk and sat on his bed and put my hand on him. He opened his eyes that were wet and bloodshot, he turned off his radio and turned the lamp on.
He sat up and hugged me, I hugged him back and let him cry more in my chest, comforting him.

"Why do kids do this to me dad?" He asked in between breaths because he was crying so hard.
"I don't deserve any of this" he told me.
"I agree, you don't deserve any of this, your a great kid, a miniature version of me as a kid." I told him.
I looked into his eyes, the once bright and full of life water blue eyes had faded, one was bruised, and the other looked drained of life.
"Come on let's get those fixed" I told him. Like before I used the alcohol to clean his busted lip, I gave him ice to put on his bruises and lied down with him and stroked his hair while humming a random tune I had in my head. He soon fell asleep and I kissed him and left so he could sleep.

Jack slept fine, but I was absolutely restless, I had too many ideas in my head, so I went into my "office" with a notebook and pen and began to jot song ideas down. I was also trying to figure out what to do about Landon, how to approach Travis about the situation.