Furn Star

Chapter 24: Prison & Asylum 😭

     This chapter might hold some emotional baggage that may not be for everyone. I know these past few chapters have been somber, but bear with it please. Thanks for reading!!! 😃

Obsidian's Perspective
     I was whistling randomly to keep him at bay. It helped me calm myself as I continuously scratched my wrist. So much so, that I was bleeding without noticing at first.
     "God dang it." I tore a bit of the blanket and wrapped it around my wrist tightly. Feeling that pressure was somehow comforting, but the nagging in my mind was never-ending, never-ceasing, and never-relenting.
     I heard a door opening and my heart was pounding. Calm down. Calm down. I'm guessing it was dark, I haven't opened my eyes in a while.
     "Oh. Hey Jacky!~ How's it going?" I heard a switch being flipped. I could tell he wasn't exactly happy seeing me behind metal bars. "Don't worry lil bro, I'll be out of here after my trial. I shouldn't be found guilty."
     "HOW CAN YOU STILL BE SMILING?" His voice cut deep, it hurt. "YOU. ARE. IN. JAIL!" I could tell he saw the makeshift bandage. "YOU LOOK JUST LIKE MOM!" My eyes might be closed, but I'd have to be stupid not to know he's crying.
     "Jackson," The gnawing was back, just eating away at something. I don't know what. "please don't compare me to her. And while she wasn't the best, I'm sure she was still good - you know?"
     "HOW ARE YOU ALWAYS LIKE THIS? SHE WAS HORRIBLE! SHE'D BEAT ME, AND WHEN YOU TRIED TO STOP HER, YOU LET HER BEAT YOU!" It was so hard to keep my composure. Everything was collapsing, and I didn't want him to see that. "STOP IGNORING WHAT SHE DID! YOU DON'T HAVE TO DEFEND EVERYONE!"
     My voice was like a breath, "Shut up." It was all going wrong. "SHUT UP!" The pain in my mind, my heart, and soul were just too much. "I'm not ignoring anything! I'm-I'm not giving her excuses!" I took in a deep breath, trying to stabilize. "She definitely wasn't the best, but it could have been worse."

     I look back on it all. Being fourteen and having to defend my four year old brother. She rarely got to him, I was always there. My dad was mainly gone at that point, always helping with demons and stuff.
     This was after the Anti-Wolf Experimental Act was passed. I was still super small, had been until I turned sixteen. But I remember not having anyone to tell. Allie, by then, was always out with guys or friends, and mom kept phones away from us. If I told anyone while at school, she said she'd hurt Jacky. I was so scared, I didn't want to lose mom, but I also didn't want my little brother hurt.
     I remember - over and over - the taser she used on me. Whenever I spoke out, she brought out a large taser and yanked on my tail, jabbing the cold metal into the base and pulling the trigger repeatedly. The whip she'd use with shrapnel ends. The healing Magic she used so many times.

     Something went soo wrong, and I couldn't control it. "I'm sorry! It was my fault - if I had just done something you wouldn't be hurt! I'm so sorry." Tears running down, refracting red and yellow light.
     He just stood there with uncontrollable streams down his fur. "You idiot. Stop blaming yourself. You were doing your best, it was mom that was at fault."
     When he said that, my mind was so much clearer. "Okay, you big babies," A gruff voice imposed on our sensitive moment, but there were security cameras so I guess it's fine.

Gordon