‘Zander?... Zander! Get back here now! He screamed.
I coward in the corner of my darkened room. Praying he wouldn’t come in and hurt me like he did the day before. It was their anniversary and he got drunk and came home.
The next thing I knew, he was dragging me out of my bedroom by my ankles. I pleaded for him to let go and leave me alone but he just wouldn’t. As my head banged on three steps, I tried to hold my head above them, and when he got me in the living room, he began screaming at me.
“It’s your fault she left! She didn’t like you and so she left us here! Gone, moved out and away!” He screamed.
And today he was going to do it again. He climbed the stairs and opened my door. Sadly, the light shined directly on me. “There you are you little shit.” He said with a grimace.
He brought his hand up while he stalked towards me and then slapped me hard across the face.
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“Zander? Hey, Zander where’d you go?” Asked a soft voice coming from the center of the room. I turned my head in her direction. She smiled softly at me. I shrugged. Her smile faltered a bit. “Well I’ll have you know they will be releasing you today. You’ll be going to live with your mother.” Alice said.
I glared at her. She put her hands in the air. “I had no say in this. So are you feeling better at all?” She asked. I gave a slight nod. “Good. You will continue seeing me though. They want you to talk again.” She said.
I shrugged. “Well let’s go. Time to see your mother.” She said. I narrowed my eyes but got up. I walked to the door and was about to turn the knob but Alice stopped me. “Zander, I want you to know that if you uh...end up in a bad situation, no matter how bad it is or how small it is you can come to me. I will never judge you.” She smiled softly and for the first time I saw absolutely no pity or sympathy. The corner of my mouth twitched a little, but I couldn’t smile.
Alice walked over to me and pulled me against her. I felt her arms wrap around me and then she squeezed me hard. Her head was against my shoulder. But the hug didn’t last long. She pulled away slowly and we both walked out of the office. Alice walked in front of me and led me down a different hallway than the usual. We walked to the very end and it came out to a big family-like place.
Standing not too far from us was a group of people. There was an elderly woman who looked familiar to me. But I shrugged it off. She was surrounded by bodyguards though. I slowed down my stride. I didn’t want to leave actually. I wanted to run. But I knew that would cause me to end up being locked up for more time. I kept walking and then stopped behind Alice.
“Hello Mrs. Saunders. I am Alice Rivers, and well this is Zander.” She said as she put her hand on my shoulder. I flinched at the contact. “I assume you know what happened?” Alice questioned my mother. She nodded curtly. “Thank you for taking such care of my little boy.” She whispered and I looked in her eyes. She was torn up. I flinched again. No, she’s not allowed to get close to me.
She reached towards me and I backed away. A look of hurt and confusion crossed her face. She retracted her outstretched hand back. “Well now Zander, I’ll see you on Friday.” Alice announced. I nodded and after she squeezed my shoulder, she pushed me towards my mother. I walked towards her and then turned to watch Alice walking back towards the clinic part of the building.
I wanted to call out to her, but my voice just wouldn’t come out. I slowly turned and began walking with my mother to the outside world. I haven’t been out here in two years. I stayed locked away in my room. Avoiding all contact with other people. I got stares from even the suicidal kids were curious about me. The one who will forever be damaged, broken, and dangerous. I am not fixable.
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