Deportation |H.S| (On hold coming back very soon)

Chapter 3- ICE

 Jocelyn's POV

When we arrived to our house yesterday Xavier and I were kinda nerve racked to what James had meant. We honestly didn't want to over think anything but also we didn't want to forget about it because honestly James sounded like he really was going to do something about it. But how could he? He didn't know our names,where we lived, or anything about us and our family. We decided to just drop it and forget about it. I personally wanted to forget about it but I couldn't because I was shaken up over what he said, I'm just wondering why people think that us Mexicans are bad people, like for the love of God stop paying attention to what Trump says about us and actually get to know us. We aren't bad people, we are hard working people, we are nice and caring, not all of us are the same. Don't compare us to all of the other Mexicans and just because one of us did something bad doesn't mean we are all bad. It goes for the same to other races too. I just wish that everyone wasn't so ignorant and closed minded. After thinking to myself for a while I decided to take a "nap" and by what I mean is planning on sleeping for about an hour but actually sleeping for the rest of the day.

I woke up the next day at around 10 to my parents whisper yelling and my brother Xavier yelling at me to wake up all piled up in my room upstairs. I was confused on what was going on so I quickly turned to Xavier and asked him what the hell was going on and he said to sneakily look outside,so once I did my heart dropped to my ass, I could feel my face lose blood, I could feel my body run cold and go completely numb. I slowly turned to Xavier and fear was written all over his face. We all froze when we heard loud knocks and bangs on the front door downstairs,we all turned to each other and agreed that none of us would go down there to open the door. Out of no where we all heard the front door being knocked down, my mother let out a yelp and my father was holding her as tight as he could. Xavier told us that we should all go hide, Xavier hid in the closet, my father and my mother hid being the bed and I Hid in one of my cabinets. We heard foot steps shuffling around downstairs,sounded like they were looking around for something. It sounded like 2 men one had a little like a light squeak in his voice and one caught my attention, his voice was low and raspy it sounded pretty hot to be honest but then i caught myself thinking about that..like was I really thinking about that in the current situation me and my family are in. I go caught off my thoughts when I heard foot steps walking up the stairs, fear started to rush in. I was praying and hoping that they wouldn't find us. I heard my bedroom door open and that's when I knew it was the end for us, after today everything was going to change. I was going to have to go back to a place that I will be forced to call home, yes I was brought to America at a young age and illegally but I was raised calling this place my home, I don't have another one. I'm just as American as anyone else. I saw one of the men open the closet door..where my brother was, I was in tears when i saw that the man had found my brother. My brother sat there in shock and in fear but he was determined to keep our family safe. I saw the man grab him and just when I was about to jump out of the cabinet,it was opened by a beautiful man,with a stern serious face, with the most beautiful breath taking eyes. He grabbed me and gently helped me down which caught me by surprise because I thought he would've been aggressive like the other man. The other man asked my brother and I if there was anyone else hiding and we both looked at each other and then back at them we shook our heads no but they weren't convinced with our response. They made us sit on the floor while they kept looking around my room, they ended up finding my parents. My father begged them to not harm us or anything but they didn't say a word. They made us all get up and walked us outside to their car which looks like a car where you put wild animals in. This is when I snapped, they really think that we are just some kind of dangerous Wild animals, they think that they could treat us like we are just some animals. We are fucking human beings for the love of God, we are just like them, we are just like everyone else. We all eat, we all sleep, we all use the bathroom, we all shower, we all bleed, we are all the same in the inside, its just that some of us were born with different face features, some of us were born with different skin colors, some of us were born speaking a certain language. In the end we all die. So that's when I decided to let go and run..run as fast as I can it was selfish of me to leave my family behind but I just wanted to show them that we aren't crazy people. We have feelings and we were all honestly terrified. I kept running and I looked behind me to see the beautiful man running towards me, I started to slow down because I was admiring his beauty until my conscious told me to keep running so I snapped back into reality but once I did it was too late. He had caught me and I know it's fucked up to be thinking like this right now but I can't help myself but damn he looks fine when he's pissed off.