JUICE
White. No sound. Nothing.
I don't know where I am. I don't want to be here, I want to be in my bed.
I'm scared.
"M-Mister Telford..? Miss Gemma?" I call out for them, my hands starting to shake. "Sir? Where are you?" Tears spill down my eyes, before I even realize it. "Help! Can't be alone!"
"WHERE ARE YOU?!"
"Please... please don't punish me..""I'm sorry I'm a bad boy." I whisper, reaching up to move my hands, then realizing I can't. I try to sit up, but I can't seem to. My body won't move, I'm trapped. "NO, NO, NO!" I scream, trying to get back up. "NO NOT BACK THERE AGAIN!" My heart thumps wildly against my ribcage, my breathing speeding up. "HELP ME! I'M SORRY FOR WHAT I DID!"
"Please, Mister Telford, I can't go back there... Get me out. I promise I'll be good, sir.."
"Miss Gemma! Mister Morrow?" I whimper, my eyes darting around the hell I was in. "I want outs... Please.. Come save me. Can't do this. K-kill me please. Can't be alone in here. Can't suffer like this.. Don't send me back there, please no.."
Have to get out of here, can't go back.
Why won't they help me? Can't they hear me?
Why are they hurting me?
What did I do wrong, why do they want to send me back?
"Seven year old, puerto rican and black boy." A voice calls out. "Will do everything you say and if he doesn't, he gets punished. Start now."
"No! Not again! Leave me alone!"
"Two hundred."
"Four hundred!"
"Eight hundred!
"NO! STOP!"
"Six thousand and seventy five hundred."
"Any others?"
"Eight thousand and eight hundred dollars. Take it or leave it."
"SOLD!""NO! DON'T TOUCH ME, PLEASE!"
TARA
The sound of the monitor going haywire snaps me out of my thoughts. I drop my clipboard and rush over to the boy's bedside, pushing Filip, Gemma and Jax out of the way. "HE'S CODING! Everybody out!" I yell and watch his heart-rate and oxygen levels drop. I quickly call in more nurses and doctors, seeing Filip freak out as he's dragged out by Jax and Gem.
"Come on, Juan, honey." I whisper and look down at his body. "Come on, you can do this."
When his heart rate and breathing levels don't go back to normal after two minutes, I immediately get to work.
. . .
"He's okay." I say as I leave the operating room. I look over at Filip and sigh, "I don't know the cause, but we're putting him on life support, just for now, in case anything like this happens again." I speak softly, looking over at Jax and Gem, as they rush over to us.
"Thank God." Gemma says, running a hand through her hair.
"When can we go see 'im?" Filip asks, his voice laced with concern and his eyes filled with worry. "Fuck, If I didn' drop 'im.. Shit, he's a fragile teenager, he don't eat, I should've known better. For fucks sake!"
"Look, Chibs, it's not your fault, man. You didn't know he would get scared." Jax tells him and I smile sadly, nodding in agreement.
"So we're going to take him down for testing, but we should be back within an hour." I say and sigh, "He will be alright, I promise."
"Thank you, baby." Jax says and presses a small kiss to my lips, then pulls away with a slight smile.
"You're welcome," I say and walk back into the operating room, wheeling him out and to another room for testing, with another nurse.
Hi! Thanks for reading the new chapter and here was a little dip into Juice's past... Only a little. There will be a lot more to come in future chapters!Let me know if you enjoyed the chapter !
and again, thanks for reading! <3
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