STANDING STILL (jelsa forever 2)

chapter 8

Hi guys!! finally I'm updating. just a warning that this chapter will make you despise pitch. I'm not under exaggerating. it literally torchred me to write this. Ok anyway hope you like :)! I made it SUPER long for us

Jackson's P.o.v

Emma and I didn't know what to feel. Our parents truly don't love us. At this moment I am currently sitting next to my sister while she's getting checked up with the doctor. we decided not to give him a note. it really doesn't matter anyway because they don't care.

"can you say ah for me" the doctor said

"ahh" I said

"thanks" he said with a hint of annoyance. he packed his things and went over to pitch who was sitting in the corner.

"thanks for making me come out here for nothing, she's not even sick! heck she doesn't even have allergies" he complained. pitch shot us a glare.

"I want double of what we agreed on" the doctor stated. "What!" Pitch yelled. He stood there with his hand out waiting for the money

"FINE!" He shouted and handed him 2 sacks of gold coins. He smiled, packed his stuff. but when he was about to leave, "wait, I have one more thing for you to do" pitch said "can you wait in my lobby area please" "yea sure" he growled and left.

Then he turned to us, more specifically my sister.

Emma's P.o.v

You know when your parents get mad and you would rather just have them yell over not saying anything and staring at you. Well that's happening to me right now.

He stood there with his eyes shooting daggers at me. "you know how much money you just lost me?!?!" "im tired of you two getting away with everything and doing whatever you want all the time. but this time you are gonna get a little thing called discipline" he swiftly turned around and I could hear his foot steps down the hall.

I turned to my brother but he just shrugged. then we heard the footsteps again. suddenly pitch reappeared but with a black whip in his hand.

He pointed to me "come here" he said. anger rising his voice "b-but " "come. here."

I swallowed the lumpy feeling in my throat, got up and walked over to him. as soon as I got over there I fell back down. I was shocked

I've never Been hit before.

Jackson's P.o.v

He hit her.

he hit her.

HE HIT HER!

I ran up to him and pushed him far away from her. "if you want her

your gonna have to go through me." he glanced down at me. "fine".

all I could feel was pain as he continually hit me. I dropped to my knees and hung my head low. " that was easy" he said as he kicked me over to the side and walked over me

I was watching him get closer to her trembling body against the wall. she covers her face with her arms. as he took his first crack. I couldn't watch this so I closed my eyes. I heard a continuous sound of cracking followed by the cries and whimpers of my sister.

I failed my dad. I know he doesn't love me but I still love him. his last words to me were "watch your sister". it means protect her, and I failed because she's over there suffering. I couldn't take it anymore!

before the next came to her I slid over there and covered her, so the whip it my back. I let out a small whimper. she looked up and saw me. "that's how you wanna play? ok" he said.

he started hitting my back, hard. my hands clutched the ground. "what are you doing?" emma whispered to me "hey don't worry about me." I said and forced a weak smile, but it dissapered when another strike hit my back. every strike caused me to whimper even more but I had to keep it strong in front of my sister.

finally it stopped and my body just decided to give out I flopped on my stomach next to her and everything got dark.

Marks P.o.v (doctor)

I was waiting for pitch. you might ask how I know him, or how come I haven't told anybody that he keeps children here against there will. well here's a shocker, were brothers. he does all these things but I know him and that he would never hurt a fly. (right...)

suddenly these two shadows appeared out of nowhere. they started to lead me back to  where the cell was. On the way we passed by other cells I saw this one guy sitting in a corner. I couldn't see his face because his blue hood was up. plus his way overgrown hair, which was really white, head covered his face.

we passed along him and I found myself back at the cage. the boy was face down on the ground with blood stains on his back, the girl was crying over him, and pitch was leaning on the the wall looking at me.

"what happens in here?" I asked him. "the boy needs medical attention.and check the girls arms." he said blankly and walked straight past me. I turned my attention back to the children. I rushed over to them. "what happened to him" "pitch did this to him" she said through sobs. what! ugh! I'll deal with him later. I took his shirt off and examined his back. he had alot of bruises and several long deep slashes along his back.

I took out some cotton swaps and alcohol. I started to clean a small one and he started to flinch and squirm. "can you hold him down please" I asked the girl. she nodded and held his arms. I started to clean his cuts again and he started to squirm again. so much that he knocked over the bottle of alcohol on himself. that's when he woke up screaming. I took a towel from my bag and started to dab away the extra liquid. "shhhh its ok. I'm here shh" she calmed him. he started to calm down.

  finally I finished cleaning so I wrapped him up and packed the rest of my stuff up. "now he just needs rest- I'm sorry I never asked your name." "Emma, Emma Elizabeth Frost" she replied "well emma your gonna have to take care of-" "Jackson. named after my dad" "well your gonna have to take care of your brother for the next few days. can you do that?" "yea  Guess." she replied.

I got up and was about to leave when I  turned back around. they are so miserable like this. I'm gonna help them. I'm gonna help them get out of here. I walked out to the hallway where pitch was waiting. "is it done" "yea" "ok remeber tell anyone and you'll regret it little brother." "fine" I lied and walked away from him.