Never Love An English

Lost Boy

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Be Jade:

I am Jade English. I play with, my brother, Jake. And, our dog, Harley. I'm 4 years old, turning 5 tomorrow. I'm really excited. Jake is just ending 7th grade. He has to go to school for his last day today. I'll be staying home with Momma as always. Dad will be home later. He's always funny. Momma and dad fight a lot. I have my Dad's black hair and my Momma's green eyes. Today she dressed me in a light green dress. Dad loves when I wear it.

Momma and I have been cleaning my room for an hour since she woke up from her nap. It's half an hour until dad gets home.

"Dad is home! Dad is home!"I shout hearing a key jiggle at the door knob. I run up to the door. Disappointment on my face as it's just my brother, home early from school. As usual. Tears on his face, he pushes past me, running to Momma, and holding on tight. She hugs him.

"Jake, are you okay?" She asks.

He shakes his head, hiding his face in her shirt. "No, Momma."

"What happened, baby?" She pets his head, slowly rubbing his back.

"Th-they want to hurt me. They lie, saying they want to help. But i-i know they want to hurt m-me."

I hear another key jiggle at the door. I get excited. As he opens the door, my dad scoops me up. I giggle, hugging him. "Dad!" I say happily.

I hear Jake sobbing in the background of dad and I laughing.

Dad carries me into the kitchen, seeing Jake and Momma. He sets me down. "Jade, go downstairs. I'll be there in a few minutes. Okay darling?" Dad says. I nod, happily going downstairs. I turn on the tv. Watching, my favorite show, Tangle Buddies.

I hear a lot of noise coming from upstairs. When I hear someone scream, I pause my show and run upstairs. Momma was holding Jake back. My Dad had a red mark in his cheek, shaped like a hand. Jake looked both angry, scared, and sad at the same time.

"Don't you dare touch my mother again!" Jake shouted. Dad slapped Jake across the face. Jake coward in fear and hid his face in Momma's shoulder.

Momma grabbed Jake's hand and ran upstairs. Dad chasing after them. "Jake get out here right now before I kick your ass twice as hard!" Dad said. I heard Momma crying. Jake screamed as Dad beat him. That's when I saw it. Dad was bleeding. Jake had bruises but nothing compared to my dad. Momma once again was holding Jake back. Now it was dad hiding from Jake. Blood running down his nose, the white of his eyes getting pinker, he was not in good shape. Jake pulled Momma off him and ran into his room.

I'd never seen this side of Jake before. He hurt my dad. So badly that the older male was crying. Who is next?

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