chapter 20 👾🚺🏁

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My dad came to see me..

He pounded on the door 2 loud times asking to open up. His words were slurred so I knew he was drunk.

Jacks mom was at work and me and him were watching a documentary on the couch. Immediately jack raced to the door to lock it.

He ended up locking it in the nick of time because the handle started to shake violently afterward.

We were so scared.. he took me by the hand and led me to the basement. We hid under a crawl space just big enough for me and jack.

A few minutes later we heard a loud crash and heavy foot steps leading down. I couldn't breath.

Jack was sort of shaking so I put my arms around him. We stayed silent until we thought he was gone.

"Alright jack I thi-" and I was interrupted by a face appearing in the opening of the crawl space. It was my drunk dad.

And he had a gun.

I screamed from the sight as he took my arm and pulled me up hard. His grip was so tight I could feel future bruises forming.

Jack was behind us screaming his lungs out not knowing what to do while my drunk father was practically dragging me away.

I kept my eyes closed like when you're scared on a roller coaster, except this was real life and I wasn't getting off soon.

Then, I heard a gunshot. I felt the hand loosen around my wrist. I pulled away quickly and screamed. I saw jack with my dads gun and my dad lying on the floor with a bullet in his arm.

We both ran out of the house as quickly as possible dialing 911 while doing so.

The police arrived and we explained what had happened. My dad was going to prison for about 5 years. (Idk how this works so)

The police ended up questioning me and revealed I was living with Jack and his mom. The police said she didn't have the correct paperwork to keep me.

So I had to live in a foster home.

They said preferably one by my school so they wouldn't have to put me in a different one. That meant Jack and I weren't living together anymore.

I started crying for no reason at all. I knew we'd be able so see each other every 5th and 6th period and on the weekends.

My foster home ended up being "FUCKING WYATT. WHAT. WYATTS MOM ALSO FOSTERS KIDS WHAT THE FUCK". That was my reaction.

I gave jack a big bear hug and kissed him on the forehead one last time. He pulled away and kissed me on the lips. My favorite feeling is the fireworks that go off in my stomach after we kiss.

I got in the car with Wyatt and we drove to his house. I'd never really been to his house before.

His room was a disaster so I cleaned it up while he watched Dragon Ball Z in the other room.

Here's a list of things I found on his floor.

•20 dollars (mine now ahaha)
•A pair of dirty socks (Ew)
•His cell phone (that I went through and there was a lot of-)
•Some of those dragon ball bullshits idk what their called

And more!

We played video games the entire day and had to go to bed at 9:00 since tomorrow was a school night.

The following year, Jacks mom got the paperwork. I saw jack every day me and Wyatt lived together. And I went to live with them for 6 years until I turned 20.

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