A CLAY DOLL'S TEAR

Chapter 17

Clay's POV

Shit!

If Kyle's mother is back and hurt, Kyle maybe in danger also. The

kind of people Lara messes with will not give a rat's ass if he is a kid or not.

"Where are you right now?!" Grabbing my car keys and running

out the door with the phone still press to my ear.

"I am at mom's house!" Kyle cries out, wailing helplessly through the phone.

"Ok, Ky listen to me. Is any one else there with you?" Making sure he is

not in further danger as I drive franticly to his location.

"No he left." Klye sobs again turning his attention away form the phone" Mom wake up, please mom. Clay she is not breathing."

Kyles cries becomes louder, making it hard to keep the phone to my ear."Kyle go to ur room and lock the door."

"Mom please, you have to wake up." Kyle continue, not acknowledging what I had just asked him to do.

"Kyle!" I scream through the phone, jolting his attention back to me" Go to your room now!.....And lock the door."

His cries lowers into sobs "Ok."

I listen to his foot steps as he hustle to his bed room and the sound of the door closing behind him and then a click.

"I am in my room now." he said through sobs.

"Good." I reply trying to stay calm, but who are we kidding am scared out of my fucking mind and trying to think fast.

I quickly switch lines and dial 911 giving them the nature of the situation as I know it and the address.

Kyle's muffled cries and sobs continues when I switch back to his line.

"Clay are you there? clay?" Kyle panics, his voice hoarse and cracking from crying.

" A will always be here ky." I coo, trying to distract him from the harshness of his bitter reality "you know that."

"you do know Dat right?" using my voice to calm him.

"I know Del." he sobs quietly.

I pull up at the house and run straight to the door not even bothering to close the car door. I stop as my foot hit the welcome mat. The front door was ajar. I can see there was some kind of a scuffle. Glass shattered all over the wooden floor.

Pieces of furniture knocked over, pictures fallen from the walls. Looks like there was a really bad fight, sadly one that Lara lost.

Lara's body lay in the middle of the living room, feet facing the door one sneaker missing. Both hands lay out straight Christ like.

Lara's chest did not move the entire time I've been staring at her. I was hopeful that some how she was alive but she isn't.

Her blood soak white shirt half still tucked into her long skinny blue jean. Lara always dressed well that was one thing about her.

A pretty woman with a bad deal in life. I step inside, slowly walking pass her. Her face was swollen badly beaten almost unrecognizable,

blood splatter all over the walls and floor. Small bloody hand prints is all over Lara white shirt and on the floor along with small sneaker prints that lead to kyle room which I follow, being careful not to step in any blood my self.

"Ky?" I call through the door but I can hear no reply.

"Ky, it's me Clay are you in Dere?" pressing my ear to the door. I can hear foot steps running towards the door and it flew open.

Kyle run straight into me wrapping his arms around my waist burying his head into me wailing hopelessly into my chest.

He was covered in blood, his hands and clothing even his face and now I am too. Instantly I wrap my arms around him.

My mind race as I look over my shoulder scanning the room behind me. More than any thing I

would love to tell him every thing will be ok, That I will never have to leave his side and I'll always be here to protect him but the sirens blare in the distance and closing in fast.

I have no idea what is going to happen when the police get here but I cringe to even give thought to any possibility.

Am I really going to lose Kyle to the system? The very thing I fought against?

My nerve takes control of me and my hands starts shaking. Tears threaten to fall but I try to be strong,

I try to keep hope alive. This does not look good for him, I can not fine one damn thing to hold on to that will make this situation any better.

Kyle has lost his mother and soon his freedom. Any chance for him to live a normal life without going through the system seems bleak.

I cry silently holding back as much as possible for Kyle's sake.

I can hear the police cars coming to a screeching halt outside. Immediately, I rip kyle arms from around my waist so that he can look straight up at me.

I know they would rip us apart any second now" Answer all dey questions honestly" I instruct sternly, fighting back tears "A won't let any ting happen to u."

My voice hitch at the sound of multiple foot steps got louder as the police closes in.

"You promise?" Kyle pulls me into a tight hug knocking the wind out of me.

"I pro-" The police rushes into the room with guns drawn surrounding us, shouting at me.

"Put your hands behind ur head and turn around! show me your hands now!" their voices over

laps each other. Before I knew it I am tackle to the ground. My face being press

into the hard wooden floor while the weight of someones knee press into my back keeping

me in place as they twist my arm to the back, slapping on a set of tight, cold cuffs around my wrist.

Kyle screams echoes through out the house overlapping the confusion that's already is.

"Let her go!" He screams, pounding on the officer that had me pin down to the floor.

Another officer just scoops him up throwing him over his shoulders like a sag of potatoes,

taking him away screaming "DEL!!"

8 hours later..

Finally I was released after everything I've told them checks out but they still had Kyle.

My heart bleed for him if his interrogation was anything like mine. He is just a child, so I would hope not.

If they had held me any longer, I would be singing about shit I didn't even do. These police are good, to damn good.

I can not leave with out kyle though or at least with out knowing what is going to happen to him. I wait anxiously in the hall of the police station there is no sign of him or many information given to me and I am going mad with worry at this point.

I fish my phone out of my back pocket to call the only person I am longing for this very moment.

The phone rings ....

"Hello?" from the other end of the phone.

"Nyla it's clay."

Who killed Kyle's Mom?😱

Did Kyle see who it was?

Is Kyle going to be placed in to the system?

Has Clay lost him for good?😧

What will become of Kyle's future?

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