Forget me not.

7 Dear Jase.

K so In this Chapter Teddy has to read. Ignore the fact That he can read perfectly. If he couldn't it wouldn't make sense. Trust me.

So how are you liking it so far? Lots of questions to be answered still, I know. But I'm getting there.

<3 enjoy lovelys <3

Teddy's P.O.V

Just as I turned around, ready to head out and watch T.V.

Something caught my eye.

Stashed under a pile of clothes and a bag, I saw a hand just barely sticking out of the closet. My mouth opened wide. I tried to grasp something to hold on to, but I just fell.

As minutes went by, I finally got the strength to stand up. What else was he hiding...?

I opened the closet and saw a small envelope that said,

"To Jason Holly."

So his name was Jason. Jase for short.

"From Alison Madrick."

My mom? Woah what? I didn't want to be in the same room as a dead body, so I took the envelope and ran to my room.

I carefully looked at it. The outside made it look old. Or like someone used it as a shovel. It just didn't look appealing.

So after moments of wondering what was inside, I opened it. It read,

"Dear Jase,

I'm on the road again. This town is horrid and small. If you can resist from looking for me, please do so. I'm sorry I'm leaving you. I had a plan with my life. And all you have done is get me into drugs and alcohol. I had a career. I was going to go to law school. So thank you for ruining that. Im 17 and your friend of yours got me pregnant. 17 Jason. But, yet I still love you. I love you so much. Once you get help, I will come back to you. And please don't send me any more drugs. You know i can't resist taking them. I dont want to wreck my babies life because of you. As it seems you have already wrecked mine. I can still make hers or his better. Please don't talk to me or look for me until you have gotten help. I hope the best for you in your future.

Love, Ali."

Ew. My mom loved this man? Someone that took her life and threw it down the drain. I wish she never met him. She could be a lawyer and be all special and be a real mom. SHE could take care of me, not Dahnie.

So many thoughts were running through my mind. I quickly put the note back and ran back to my room.

I wish I could've called Dahnie and told her. I could of told her that Jase was moms romance 14 years ago.

I assumed that he sent her drugs, judging by the kind of person she is today. Judging by how, excuse my language,

fucked up she really is.

Jase walked in the door an hour later.

"Home!"

No really?

"Hi." I didn't want to smile at him. I didn't want to ask how his day went. I didn't want to even talk to- was that a bullet mark?

"What happened?"

"Nothing. Just..um..someone shot me at the grocery store. Now put these away." He limped away and gave me the grocery bags.

I've never had to put any groceries away in my life.

I tried my best. Clearly, my best wasn't as good as Jase thought it could of been. I guess he thought a 6 year old could do things perfect.

That night, I went to sleep with a black eye, another whip mark starting at my neck and down to my belly button, and a gash on my thigh. To 'show me pain from a bullet.'

Yea, cause stabbing a 6 year old definitely shows how badly it would hurt to get shot. For sure.

Stupid Jase. I hated him. I hated him so much. He took everything from me, Dahnie, and my mom.

He took my sisters child hood, happiness, my child hood, my hope, my happiness, and my Dahnie.

I wanted him dead. I hoped Dahnie had a plan to get me out of here.

I don't think I would ever be the same Teddy. It had been 3 days and 4 nights and I have already seen a dead body. No 6 year old should ever experience this.

It felt like my whole 'Teddy soul' just got drained. I didn't feel like me any more. Who knows how long I would be here for, maybe things will get even worse. Maybe I'll see more dead bodies. I just hope that I can get out of here soon. I just hope that tomorrow, when I wake up, this will all just be a dream. No, never mind, a night mare.

This would be a terrifying nightmare.