When lunch came I wasn't hungry. This always happens every time after a beating, its as if he beat the hunger out of me. Walking to lunch I could smell something about a taco and was starting to get a little warmer as I approached the cafeteria. Then, I went to me and Jonahs table, surprisingly he wasn't popular, in my opinion he is someone that would be popular but he just doesn't have the right attitude for it.
After sitting for what felt like ten minutes Jonah sat down in front of me like the day before.
"So, i texted my mom this morning about you coming to live with us but I didn't tell her why. She said it was totally fine and that we will buy you new clothes."
"You don't have to do that." I said not wanting to get hurt anymore than i already was.He put one hand on my shoulder "No, your coming to live with me i cant see you like this ok". He paused a moment.
"I know that we have only known each other for twenty eight hours but I love you like my old friend." He said that and as he did he got quiet and took his hand off my shoulder. I didn't understand what he meant but I felt like I did.After school he was quiet, he didn't ask any questions like he did the day before, and I didn't say anything either and respected his silence as a warning of sadness and discomfort. I could tell by his facial, physical and his ora that he was upset and felt guilty about something, but I didn't know what and I wasn't going to ask.
But then I got the courage and it was hard to say but I did. "Hey Jonah... Whats wrong, are you ok?" I asked politely and as quietly as I could.
"Oh, yeah, I'm fine." He said tears filling his eyes but he quickly wiped them away before they fell so he wouldn't look like a baby crying over nothing.
"Do you wanna talk about it?" I asked. "If you don't mind me asking".
"Uhm sure its fine." He said quietly. "Her name was Madeleine Jensen, she was my best and only friend I had at the time. But, she was murdered 3 years ago." He got quieter as he said 'murdered' as if he was guilty.
"Do you know who killed her?" I asked, soon I realized it was a bad idea when he looked at me with his blueish-green eyes that filled with tears and he stopped and started crying on the sidewalk. "Its my fault, its all my fault!" He said through the rough tears coming down his face. I sat down next to him and pulled him close to try and calm him and it worked. Within three-four minutes of me holding him he started to stop crying. Then we got back up and walked without saying a word.When we reached his house he opened the door and I smelled what smelt like some kind of red sauce and cooking bread. It smelled so good I instantly knew where the kitchen was and went there. I saw his mother stirring noodles in a big pot and spaghetti sauce in another with cooking bread in the oven and browning meat in a pan. She turned to the meat and put seasonings I've never heard of and tomato paste.
"Hi, I'm Chloe Westbrook, one of Jonahs friends." She jumped as if I startled her.
"Awe" she said and came to me and held my head in her palms and pinched my chubby cheeks. "Your so cute, Jonah where did you find such a beautiful girlfriend, and how come she came over." She said the last part of the sentence as if we wanted to do something to me like kiss me or worse, but in and instant me and Jonah both said "Eww" and "no we aren't dating."She looked at me and whispered "Ill have Jonah take you to his room while I talk to him down here ok sweetie." She said in my ear and it tickled a little.
"Sure thing." I said as he took me to his room.
I overheard them talking and I ignored it and started drawing on the back of my math homework to pass the time until he came up. After ten or so minutes he came back up and said. "When we are done eating we will take you out to get clothes and better school supplies and a actual book bag other than a grocery bag."
"Oh, ok. You don't have to."
"But I do." He said quietly. I nodded in agreement and we did our homework.When i was finished I started drawing again and a moment later I was called down. "Chloe, sweetie someone is here to see you."
"Ok, Ill be right down." I look at him. "Can you come with me?" I asked.
"I sure can." He said and we walked down the stairs.I was in front of Jonah when I saw my father in the door way and I paused and asked fearfully ."What. Are. You. Doing. Here." In a fearful yet astonished way.
"Im here to get you honey." He said politely, as if he was trying to trick me into coming home with him. I wasn't having it one bit.
"Im not leaving." I said.
"Yes you are." He started to get aggravated.
"Im not going home with someone that beats me, cuts me, burns me, you even starve me. Im staying here, with Jonah." I said loudly trying to put my place in.He grabbed my arm and started to pull me out the door when Jonah grabbed me and pulled me back overpowering my fathers strength. Mary, Jonahs mom called the police as my father was playing tug-of-war with Jonah with MY body. I had enough of it and pulled my arm as hard as I could away from my father and ran to Jonahs arms and held on for dear life.
When he heard the police sirens he turned and bolted out the door, down the street and into the distance. When the police showed up I told them all about what he does to me and where he went just a moment ago. The police decided that I live with Jonah and his mom until things were settled and I move into foster but I disagreed and said. "Its either here or with my father."
"Ma'am I'm sorry but you have to live somewhere other than-."
"Stop, I'm not leaving thats final."
"Ok young lady whatever floats your boat but she will have to get full custody of you."
"How much does that cost?" Asked Jonahs mom.
"It wont cost anything other than gas money to get to and from the court house to battle in court for her." The police officer said." She will also have to do regular visits with her father every other weekend on Sundays only, we can discuss further more later in the first custody battle."
"Ok sir." Said Mary.
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What Good Does It Do
General FictionA young girl is born into something she cant control she thinks if she takes a hard turn of events and makes it better everything will be ok as if she were a normal lid from the start, so she seems. It gets worse along the way of her path until some...