Never Love An English

Home Isn't Home, Not Without You

Be Fiona:

I sat at home alone. Jade started kindergarten yesterday. It's Wednesday. I plan on sneaking out tomorrow morning. I want to see Jake. I need to see him.

I arrive at the detention center. 11:30. Just on time. I enter the building. I sign in and they tell me I have a 20 minute wait.

I sit in a chair, waiting for visiting hours to start. I stare at the clock. He's been here three months and Liam kept me from visiting. I visit Jane on the weekends sometimes, asking her how he is. She said he made some friends here.

The receptionist comes over to me. "Follow me, they're just getting to their social hour." He says.

I nod, following him. He walks me down a few long hallways. Then stops at a door. "Visiting hours end at 3 o'clock. Enter when you'd like. Have a nice day." He says walking away.

I stare at the dark grey door, surrounded by light grey walls. I see teens crowding the large room. I take a deep breath, then place my hand on the door handle. I twist the knob slowly.

I pull the door open. Seeing some eyes on me. The room grey, filled with white coated strangers. I close the door behind me as I enter. I look around, kids with long hair among the room.

I walk around, looking closely at every dark haired boy. It's hard finding people in this place.

I keep exploring. "Jake?" I call for him. No one looks at me. "Jake?" I say as I walk further around the room.

"Jake?" I keep saying it, over and over. I look for those sparkling green eyes. I see someone with a similar haircut. "Jake?"

I was receiving stares left and right. I see the clock says 12. I only have an hour and a half.

I see people facing me, I walk over and ask, "do you know where Jake English is?" They said no.

I try a few more times. Finally getting a yes. They point in a direction to my left. I thank them and walk over.

I can see something blue. It's very odd, something blue hanging out of a person's jacket. I wander towards them.

"Excuse me, I'm trying to find my son. Do you know where I can find Jake English?" I ask.

The group turns to face me. A girl with long blonde hair, a guy with his lips sewn shut, a girl with cat ears. I see feet behind them. Then as the person pushes through the other three. I see those glowing eyes. That soft face, green rimed glasses, his adorable body. I felt a tear fall down my cheek.

He ran and jumped as he tackle hugged me. I held onto him tightly.

My baby...

I arrived home, getting my bag from the backseat. I grab my house key and unlock the door.

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