°ASHTON'S POV°
I woke up to the sounds of high pitched screaming coming from outside my bedroom door. I quickly took the covers off myself and jumped onto my feet running straight to the door.
Once I quietly opened my door I peeked out and heard a few mumers coming from down the stairs. I quietly tiptoed my way towards the top of the stair case looking down to see two men dressed in black with mask over their face to hide their identitys and my mom on the floor with a pool of blood surrounding her.
I stood there stuck to the floor from shock as I look at my mothers lifeless body. Thousands of tear slipped down my face and dripped on the floor making a small dripping sound, but unfortunately the masked guys heard it.
The masked guys immediately stopped whispering to each other and quickly looked up at me, as soon as they saw me they ran straight out the door. I ran quickly down to the kitchen to get a knife and ran after them.
Thankfully those guys seem old so their running pace was not so fast. Once I was able to catch up to them and try to stand in front of them. I pointed the knife and them and said "don't even think about moving one more step, I'm not afraid to harm you the way you harmed my mother! "
The masked guys looked at me with fear. I mean why would they be afraid to be harmed when they are not afraid to harm others.
I took my phone out of my pocket and dialed 9-1-1. The guys watched me call the police with a look of defeat.
Then one of then said " I told you not to do it when we had a chance to get caught! " then the other masked guy looked at him in disbelief and said " what do you mean you told me!?! This was your stupid idea in the first place you idiot!!! "Then the two started bickering while I was waiting for the police to arrive at my house. Even when the police came to pick them up they were still bickering.
Then I suddenly remembered that my mother is gone. The only person I had left. I started breaking down and the female officer tried to comfort me but that made things a whole lot worse then they already were. I was only 16 meaning I was underage so I might have to be put in foster care.
I sat there on the grass of my front lawn and watched as the ambulance took my mother away with a white sheet covering her face.
(A/N I don't know how these things work so sorry if it doesn't make any sense!)
Then after about two minutes a guy in a brown suite came up to me and started asking questions.
And He said "who was that women to you? "
And I quietly said " my mother " then he looked at me with pity and said "sorry for your loss" and I said back "its not your fault". Then he said "is she the only family you have? " and I responded with a sad nod.
And then he said "follow me, I have someone who wants to see you back at the station"
"Someone? Who?" I questioned and he just simply said "you will see him when we get there" then he turned and went back to his black SUV and I followed close behind and went into the passengers seat.
As we quietly drive back to the station he spoke up and said "by the way, the names Jake burdney but you can just call me Jake" I nodded my head and said "Ashton Thompson" and we just sat there for the rest of the ride
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I stare out the window as we drive into the parking lot of the police station. I'm really wondering about who this mystery someone can be?
I know I didn't have any friends at school, and haven't heard from any realitives in years. It was just me and Mom, but now its just me.As Jake parks the car I get ready to hop out, but before I could pull the handle Jake locks it.
I said "why did you lock it? " he was silent for a few moments before saying in a very calm voice "I know that the person you will be seeing soon will have you feel very surprised , scared, pissed and all sorts of other things, so all I'm saying is to prepare yourself mentally and physically"
....okay now I'm scared.
Just who exactly is meeting me that is making Jake say all this to me?
Jake then unlocks the door and I hop out making my way towards the building. The closer and closer I got the more nervous I become. We enter the station and make our way to jake's office, as we enter Jake tells me "just wait on the couch over there and I'll be back with him" I nod my head and go sit where he told me to sit.
As I sit down I take a look around the room. To be honest with you it was a bit plain with white walls and just a big brown desk in the middle of the room with an office chair behind it and two little chairs in front. And then there was this dark brown book case next to the wall, and then there is that black couch in the corner where I was sitting. And the only thing not plain is the colorful framed pictures on the desk, It appears to be pictures of jake and what seems like his wife and kids.
At Least he has a family
As I sit impatiently waiting on the couch the door finally opens and in walks in Jake and a very tall sophisticated looking buissness type man. I stare at him as he walks in, I hope he knows I'm in no mode for nonsense.
As Jake sat on the left side of me on the couch, the tall stranger got one of the chairs from the desk and placed in in front of me and jake and then took a seat. Once he sat down it was so silent you can almost hear my heart beating. key word: almost.
As we just sat there looking at each other jake finally decided to break the ice and say "okay so Ashton this is Blake charter, Mr. Charter this is Ashton"
We nodded to each other then I spoke up and said "who are you and just exactly why are you coming to see me at a time like this, I mean like I don't even know you!? " then he said to me " but I know you"
Then I squinted my eyes at him and said "how? "
And then he just plain out said "because I am your father"
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Teen FictionAshton Thompson, the "goody two shoes" of the school. Never getting anything lower than an A- on his grades, always sticking his nose in some type of book and an awkward anti-soical guy that wants nothing to do with anybody. Well I guess you can sa...