GODDAMMIT JAMES! (NovaHD)

Chapter Eleven

Yay a chapter all about Jordan because he's dern sure amazing. Song in side is All These Things That I've Done by The Killers, really fab, check it out. Enjoy ^_^*

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***Jordan's P.O.V***

        I awoken to the sound of a man yelling, "WHERE'S THE KID?!?" "I'll get him, just please, quiet your voice down. You're going to scare him." I heard my mom respond. I suddenly heard a loud thud and the same man began to threaten my mother, "Don't you fucking tell me what to do, woman! You're lucky I don't finish you off now! Now fucking get the kid, we don't have all day." I could hear my mom crying and sniffling as she made her way to my room. The hardwood floors creaked as she came closer. She stood at the door for a few seconds before coming in. Her right cheek was really red and so were her eyes. She gave me a smile and came and sat on the bed, "Jordan, honey, we're going to go on a little trip, okay?" She said, I was still terrified of what I just heard. I couldn't do anything but nod in fright. She kissed my forehead, "Don't be afraid, you're a strong boy and you will be fine. You're a soldier." those were the words she always said to me when I was scared...  Those words always helped me through it, especially since they came from her...

                 We walked out of my bedroom into the living room, I could see the man. He was very muscular and large. He bent down to my level, "Are you scared?" He asked me, I started to feel annoyed and angered with him. I gave him a straight face and said "No." "Well, you should be." He said smirking and standing up. 

        We walked out into the driveway with our hands tied behind our back. We made our way towards a big white van. The man shoved us in the back area, that had no seats and slammed the doors. "Mommy, who is he?" I asked her, she gave me a sympathetic look and sighed. "Jordan... He-he's... An old friend.." I nodded in response, knowing she wasn't being honest.

It felt like hours but finally the vehicle had came to a halt and the doors opened shortly after the stop. The moon was still out, the stars looked amazing. "Get the fuck out of the car!" He said aggressively to me, I got out and looked around. I was in front of an old house that looked like it was falling apart. He pushed us up to the porch. He began to reach around in his pockets and took out a set of keys and unlocked the door. The silence was killing me, "Who are you?" I asked, he didn't answer, he just shoved me. We walked through the dump, coming up to a door. He opened the door and pushed me in. I fell down about 10 wooden stairs before hitting the cold, cement floor. I heard the door slam and click when he locked it. The room was dark and there was no light. The tears started to stream down my face.

        "THIS WAS SUPPOSE TO BE BETWEEN US, YOU WEREN'T SUPPOSE TO BRING JORDAN INTO THIS!" I heard my mom yell, "He'S MY SON TOO. FOR THE PAST 9 YEARS YOU HAVE NEVER LET ME SEEN HIM! YOU NEVER EVER LET ME BE THE FATHER I WANTED TO BE FOR HIM! DO YOU KNOW WHAT IT'S LIKE TO NOT BE ABLE TO SEE YOUR OWN CHILD!??" the man yelled back. My eyes widened as I crawled back into the corner. No no no, he can't be my dad... A father would never do this. This can't be. "WHY DO YOU THINK I NEVER LET YOU VISIT? YOU'RE INSANE!" my mom screamed, I heard a loud smack and a thud. "I only went insane because I married you. You fucking crazy bitch. I'm the insane one? Well why don't we flash back to when Jordan was 4 months shall we? Let's talk about the amazing fucking parenting you did!" He said, "No... I don't need to be reminded about it. I know what I did, I'm not proud of it, but your abuse wasn't helping. I had to leave you!" she said, "Over the 4 months that Jordan was born, you became a smoker and a heavy drinker. You would burn your own fucking child with your cigarette. You would also beat him continually! You would belt him and abuse him but of course, you wouldn't let me help! You refused my help! You wouldn't even let me see him once since then. You're so lucky your sister was around to help you take care of him because you obviously couldn't. I would've came and taken him if I wasn't in jail for "molesting him." You got me arrested for something I didn't do! This is what you deserve, you should be ashamed of yourself!" He told her.

        Lies, my mom would never ever ever do that! I heard the door unlock and open as the man, now knowingly known as my dad, and mother came down the stairs, the man flicked the light on, as the room illuminated, it revealed a chair with many straps on it in the center of the room. He brought my mom to the chair and strapped her arms and legs in. I just stood in the corner, horrified from it all. "M-m-mom... I-is all of that true?" I asked her. My "dad" took a sharp knife and held it to her neck, she was crying, "I'm so sorry sweetie... It was a rough time for me, I regret it all. If I could take it back I would. I love you so much Jordan. Whatever happens you will make it through it. Remember, you're strong. You're a soldier. I love you." She said. I cried as the man slid the knife across her neck and the blood started gushing from the wound. Tears were flooding my eyes but I could see the red through my tears and I could hear the horrible choking and gargling noises she was making. "MOM!"

        I launched up out of bed, my heart was racing, I was sweating and I was scared. I sat for a minute and began to cry. This dream again? It happened 13 years ago... Why do I have to freaking relive it every single night? My parents were so messed up. I've tried so hard to forget about it but... I guess we never forget the things that hurt us. I kind of do and don't miss my mom. She was a wonderful woman, just had struggles... Apparently abusing me was a thing to do when she was drunk. I need to stop thinking about that ugh.

        I decided to call Seamus, he knows about the dreams I've been having and helps me through it. I love Seamus so much, he's everything to me. Without him, I don't know if I'd be this mentally stable. He's just so perfect. I need him in my life... When he's around or when I talk to him.... I feel so happy.

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Oooo look a longer chApter yay. ok idk how to feel about this chapter... I just felt like writing some childhood trauma shit idk. it probably sucks, I'm sorry omg. im kind of embarrassed of this chapter now ok bye. ^_^*