Demons

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Jordan- 15

It has been a year since Justin had passed away, it's been a year since Jordan got the help she needed. Hank had made her go to rehab. The now fifteen year old was clean, sober, and she hadn't cut in a year. Jordan was now back to her normal self.

Late one afternoon Jordan was heading to the District after school, she was rushing in when she bumped into someone.

"Sorry". Jordan said.

"Well if it isn't little Jordan Voight". The man said.

Jordan froze in her spot, she was paralyzed in fear. She hadn't heard that voice in 5 long years. The last time she heard that voice she was being threatened and blackmailed. The teen looked up to see her father's former partner, Denny Woods.

Her breath got caught in her throat, she felt like she was gonna puke. Without knowing it her hands began to shake so she put her hands in her pocket. All of a sudden the teen wanted to drink, wanted to cut, a part of her wanted to use. She fought all those instincts, she worked too long and too damn hard to get out of that life. There was no way in hell she was gonna go back to that life.

Denny Woods smirked when he saw his former partner's daughter, the last time he seen Jordan was when she was ten and he told her it was too dangerous for him to be around her and after that he left never coming back.

"W-what are you doing here?" Jordan stammered.

"I came to see your father about something but he isn't in. How have you been".

"What do you want?"

"Straight to the point, just like your father".

The fifteen year old viciously glared at him. "What. Do. You. Want?"

"I heard about your brother, I'm very sorry to hear that".

Her brother was still a very touchy subject for her, that wound was still healing and he just added salt to the wound. Clenching her fist in her pocket it had taken all of her energy to not knock the hell out of Woods.

"Let me be very clear about one thing Woods, don't you ever mention my brother to me. You don't care you never have, the only thing you want is information on my father and guess what asshole. I'm not doing it, I won't do it. See I'm not that same naive little kid I use to be, yeah you blackmailed me you can't this time wanna know why? Because I won't fall for it because I'm too smart for that. There's absolutely nothing you can use against me to make me do your dirty work and you know damn well I'm right".

Right before walking in Denny then spoke. "I know Jordan, what you did last year. I know what you did after Justin died, you drank, cut, hell you used a little bit".

Jordan spun around quickly shoving Woods back with all her might. "Don't you bring that shit up ever again. I'm clean! I'm sober! I worked too damn hard to get sucked back down. So you can go to hell Woods, rot in hell for all I care!"

"I also know about the party, I know about what Damian did to you".

Once again Jordan froze, she remembered what Damian did to her. He drugged her and nearly raped her shaking all that from her head she glared at Denny again.

"What's your point?"

"Right after the party he was arrested by Intelligence but then he seemed to vanish, without a trace".

"Again you're point?"

"Do you know where you're father was that night?"

"He went with me to the hospital, I went home with Erin, he came back here to interrogate that son of a bitch".

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