Chapter(17) School?

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Recap: Oliver's POV
I walk over to the front door and right before I shut the door I say, "oh don't worry we will!" Before shutting the door and we head out to the only God knows where to settle down for the night.

CURRENTLY: Jay's POV:
I go to bed early that night, so I can think about what I want to ask Davie and Gerardo tomorrow. What I want to ask is when I can go back to school, I miss my friends! When we were in the orphanage, I went to a different school than my previous one. So I didn't even get to see them there. I mean I can text them, but it's not the same. I'm not my sister, I like social interactions and I'm not a night owl.

The one other thing I want to ask them is if I can call them papa and dad. They're more of a parental figure to me then I've ever had before in my life, other than Oliver of course. So I think it's fitting that I call them papa and dad. But I want to know if they're okay with it first, so tomorrow before Oliver comes back home with Reese, I want to ask them.

But of course, right now I'm freaking out because I want to ask them right now but at the same time, I don't want anything to change.

But eventually, I fall asleep, staring at the ceiling and thinking about how to tell them, but sleep comes, and I enter a new pain filled dream.

Dream:
The bitchy lady pulls up to the orphanage, Oliver and I exchange uncertain looks at each other. But she grabs my hand and squeezes it gently, giving me a silent reassurance that everything would work out. I open my door and step out of the car my first thought is: this place looks abandoned. But we walk into the house, hoping the looks would be deceiving.

But the looks weren't deceiving, the insides of the house were worse than the outside, which really says something. Everything was old, outdated by about 60 years, the wallpaper was peeling, there was a window that had a garbage bag over it because it was broken and there was a lady sitting in the corner of the kitchen (I assume, it had a stove and a fridge) smoking a cigarette.

The memory leaves once more and fast forwards to my first day at the prison. Guards were all over the school, placed at every exit and entrance. There were even bars on the higher up windows to complete that prison/juvie type of feel.

I didn't understand why everything was so... secure and guarded until I walked into the school. The halls reeked of alcohol and drugs, there were kids smoking in the hallways. As I walked past one guy in the halls, a teenager that I had noticed was eyeing me since I walked into the school.

When I walked by, he grabbed my hips and pulled me, so my chest was against his and his hands were on my butt. I start screaming letting people know where I was, but no one came. He groped me, as I struggled against him, but then he moved his hand, so I was able to knee him in the nuts.

He lets go of me and I make a run for it while he holds his manhood. Once he recovers though he starts running after me, so I run faster, and I lose him after a few minutes. When I stop, I notice I'm in the forest and I'm very deep in the forest. So I find a tree to sit under and I cry over what just happened.
Dream over

I wake up crying slightly, over what I just relieved. But I calm down after a few deep breaths and turning on my bedside lamp. When Davie and Gerardo come in, they don't ask any questions when I look over them, they just nod in understanding. Then they climb into my bed and with me in the middle we fall asleep.

"Goodnight my loves," Gerardo says to us.

"Goodnight kiddo," Davie says.

"Goodnight, dad and papà," I say before falling deep and thankfully, dreamless sleep.

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