Chapter 4- Beaten and bruised but not yet broken...

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When we got to our neighborhood, near our houses, Jordan's mom called him. He gave me a hug and went to his house, "I gotta go okay? See ya later Hayden! Be careful okay?!" he said in almost a promising voice. "Bye..." i said slowly and then ran into my house. "Finally, god damn." I heard D.j saying from the living room, "now make me some food!" he screamed. "Why don't you come over here and make me!!" I yelled unexpectedly, all of a sudden he ran into the room and punched me right in the face. He has a very very powerful fist so of course i fell over onto the table, shattering a glass vase in the middle of the table. "Fuck!!" I screamed as the glass pierced my back, "God!! I'll make the freaking food!!" "Good boy," Dj smiled and walked back to the couch and turned on the T.v. Ghost Adventures was on.. That was my favorite show, and D.j's also. The only thing we really had in common. I started cook his favorite: steak. D.j, was a meat eater... Full out carnivore. He barely ate anything else. I swear, by the way he eats, he would be the fattest guy on the planet! But, no. He's skinny as hell! Which was frustrating. When i was done with his food, steak and fries, i brought it out on a nice little tray and set it on his lap, "Bonne appétit, your majesty." I grumbled and walked outside again. 

      Jordan was outside. He was shirtless and sweaty, playing basketball with Justin and his crew. Jordan was pretty cute now that you mention it. Yeah yeah, you didn't mention blah blah bl-shut up, Okay?! Justin tried shooting the ball and Jordan blocked it like a freaking boss! I don't really understand basketball that much.. I don't get most sports for that matter. I sat there on the grass pretending to draw while i watched them play. Justin got pissed and went home after a while, Jordan saw me, smiled and ran over. "Hey, whatcha doing?" Jordan said, sitting down beside me. "Doodling.." I looked up and him and smiled. His smile faded the minute i looked up, "what happened to your eye?" he said pointing to his eye, "it's as black as a solar eclipsed sun." Well i certainly never heard that one before., "oh.. That..." I said slowly. I looked away but didn't break eye contact. He reached over and touched my eye gently, "who did this?" he asked very quietly. "My brother.." I said and gestured towards the house, "sometimes my anger issues cause me problems.." i sighed. "Excuse me? Your brother?" he seemed very surprised, "Mark? Andrew? D.j?" he thought for a moment, "D.j." we both said in sync with each other. "God He's such a douche!" i grumbled. "No duh. He's a complete and total asshole!! You shouldn't get this from your own brother! What can i do to help you?" he asked me sincerely. "Stay..." i whispered and looked deeply into his sweet chestnut colored eyes, "stay.."

            "Stay?" Jordan said in more of a statement than a question but i could tell he was confused. "Don't be the jerk that runs off on me just when things are starting to get better.. Justin did that.. Don't leave okay? Just don't leave me." i felt stupid. "I won't leave 'til i got to.." he smiled at me. I smiled back then heard a truck... My dad's truck. The color totally drained from my face, my heart fell. Jordan looked around then at me, "what..?" he looked a little frightened. When i didn't answer and just stared behind him, he turned around to where Dan stood, "oh.." he whispered to me slowly. "State your name boy." Dan said in his deep creeper voice. Jordan stood and held out his hand, "Jordan.. Jordan Capella." "Oh a Capella boy eh... Stay away from my good for nothing son alright?" Dan poked Jordan's chest then walked to the house. "Hurtful..." i said weirdly and looked at Dan. Jordan looked at me then held out his hand again, "come on, your coming home with me..." I took his hand again and followed as he led me up he path of his beautiful house, "Whats the difference between a house and a home?" I asked slowly to myself and looked back at my house, "is my house my home?" 

          He led me into his house, it was beautiful.. It was very clean and organized, there were a lot of pictures of Jordan's family. I looked at some of them, he was a cute little kid. "Hayden.." Jordan said it quietly. I looked at him and he gestured for me to come with him, so i followed him around a corner, down some stairs to a door. "Hey mom?" Jordan knocked on the door then opened it. A beautiful lady with blue-black hair in a long braid was sitting at a desk doing some work, "yes?" she looked up, saw me, and smiled sweetly, "who's your friend?" Jordan just looked at me then at his mother, "This is Hayden.. Uh... I was wondering if he could stay over.. Just for the night. His dad b-" i covered his mouth and spoke for him, "believes it would be best to get to know some people around here..." i smiled nervously and uncovered Jordan's mouth, his mom smiled, "Well I suppose it wouldn't be much trouble.. Would you guys sleep upstairs?" We both nodded. "Why not" she smiled and Jordan smiled to. "Thanks mom!!" he grabbed my wrist and pulled me back upstairs. We went back to the front lawn, "do you need anything?" he asked me and i nodded. "Come with me..." i grabbed his hand and walked to my house, we went in and my dad was downstairs yelling at D.j. To get a life, "shh..." i covered my mouth with a finger then led him up to my small room. I grabbed a small little backpack for little kids, it had Invader Zim on it, i put in my wallet, my razor blade necklace, and my large container of pills. "What's that for?" Jordan asked and pointed at the thing of pills. "For my anger, my bi-polar... ness, and my other... Issues" i sighed and heard my dad come upstairs. "Shit hide." I pushed Jordan into a small hole i had in my floor then jumped in after him. "What the-" Jordan started but i covered his mouth and leaned into him kind of scared, I stared up and saw the shadow of him leave. We opened the hatch and looked out, "Clear.." Jordan said and got out. I followed and we ran to his house, i stopped and ran back. "Where are you going?!" Jordan yelled after me, "I need my cell phone!!" i yelled, climbed up the side of our house, and jumped through my window. My dad saw me. "Oh Hayden..." he said nicely, "shit..." i whispered and looked at him. He stared strait at me..."come here you little brat..."

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