Chapter 1. The Begining

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My POV:I will never forget it as long as I live I was in bed along with my younger brother Ben everything seemed normal today was a fun day for Ben and I we spent time with our mother Solona she was a wonderful mother and Ben and I were grateful that she was our mother we laughed and had fun that but that night everything changed we were sound asleep or least I was when Ben woke me up




"Lawrence? Lawrence wake up I think I heard something Ben said




I sat up from my bed and listened for a minute before climbing out of bed as so did Ben I pulled out a candle and lit it and walked towards the door to our bedroom Ben was behind me shaking uncontrollably I couldn't really blame him




Lawrence I'm scared Ben said




Go back to bed I told him then made my way out towards outside



As I walked outside I heard strange noises then I saw drops of blood towards the swimming pool and that's when I saw my father holding my mother's body there was a razor blade laying next to her body my father looked at me worriedly




Lawrence it is not what it looks like my son my father said




"Mother? Mother! I said




I could feel sadness wash over me my father tried his best to calm me down but it was no use I had a meltdown I cried like I have never cried before I ran back to mine and Ben's bedroom my father followed me and had to tell Ben what had happened to our mother aI sat in mine and Ben's bedroom for days Ben stayed by our father's man servant Singh I felt miserable my mother was now gone she was gone forever and was never coming my father did the best he could do for me but it was no use Singh and Ben would check on me then the day that I dreaded came Singh laid out my black funeral suit I put it on and walked downstairs to the dining room but I wasn't hungry and Ben wasn't hungry either after breakfast we headed to the funeral Ben and I were very quiet Ben stayed by me he was extremely scared now that our mother was gone I felt bad for Ben he was only 6 years old when our mother died as for me I was 11 years old after the funeral I walked into mine and Ben's bedroom our family dog Ava was by my side she laid her head down on my lap and I gently petted her as I did Ben walked in I looked up at him for a minute then I looked down at the ground feeling ashamed




You alright Lawrence? Ben asked




No I'm not alright I miss mother! I lashed out at him




He looked up at me wide eyed he was shocked by me lashing out at him I had never lashed out at him even when we fought I never ever lashed out at him I couldn't even be mad at him he looked at me and started to cry and that's when I immediately felt bad and rushed to him and hugged he held onto me crying uncontrollably




I'm so sorry Ben I didn't mean to lash out at you I apologized




It's alright but I miss mother Lawrence please stay with me I don't want to near father I want to be near you Lawrence Ben cried while still holding onto me




I know and I will stay with you Ben I'll protect you and never let anything hurt you I told him




Even from father Lawrence? Ben asked looking up at me scared




Yes even from father I replied




You promise Lawrence? Ben asked




I promise I replied




We remained in our bedroom Singh brought our dinner up to our bedroom and Ava our family dog was also in our bedroom as well a few days later Ben and I walked downstairs and saw three men talking with our father they were wearing white coats one of them was wearing glasses and the other two men were bawled




I feel it is best for the boy this traumatic event has really shook him up so please Doctor please help him we heard our father say




We will do everything we can Mr Talbot the doctor said




Ben and I looked at each other then back at our father and the doctor our father looked over at us




Ah Lawrence would come down here please? Father asked




I cautiously walked downstairs towards them Ben stayed by my side feeling scared he was shaking uncontrollably with tears rolling down his face Singh walked over and held Ben as I looked at my father and the three men




Lawrence this is Dr Hoenneger he is going to take you to Lambeth for awhile my father said




My face turned pale white as so did Ben's I looked over at him I could see tears forming on his face the two men walked over and grabbed me but I fought hard I couldn't believe my own father was locking me up in an insane asylum of all things I knew I couldn't leave especially because of Ben he needed me he to fought to keep me from going to Lambeth Asylum but it was no use I was going to Lambeth Asylum and that was that




"No no no I won't go! "Father! "Father! "Father please no help me Father! I screamed while kicking and screaming




But they threw me in the carriage and we headed off to Lambeth Asylum and I was going to hate it but I was worried about Ben how he was going take to me being in a insane asylum of all places and the fact that our own father put me there I was worried and it wasn't helping that these doctors were dunking me in ice water and putting me through shock therapy and anything else they could think of not to mention making fun of me I was going to hate being in Lambeth Asylum no matter what and I was going to hate my father because of it I remained in Lambeth Asylum for a whole year until my father decided that it was time that I was released then my father packed my things and we rode in a carriage to a ship and that's when I realized that he was shopping me off he was abandoning me because of what happened to my mother I watched my father put my things on the ship then looked at me



I'am sending you off to live with your dear aunt Patricia in California Lawrence my father said



"But why? You are abandoning me "But I don't want to go to aunt Patricia's I don't want to leave Ben I can't no I won't go! I lashed out attacking my father



"Lawrence! "Lawrence Stewart Talbot you stop this nonsense right now! "You are going to live with your aunt Patricia and that is that I will not have any more of your temper tantrums! My father yelled





"I hate you! "I hate you father I hate you for this! I shouted




The captain of the ship walked over to us placing his hand on my shoulder I looked at Ben who got out of Singh's grasp and runs to me hugging me crying uncontrollably




Please don't go Lawrence please don't go please please Ben cried while still hugging me


I hugged Ben and told him that I will write to him and everything he nodded then let go of me and I boarded the ship that was sailing to America and that was that I was never going to see BlackMoor I was never going to see our friends and family and I most certainly never going to see Ben again and I was sad about it but I had to make the best of it no matter what happened I laid down on a bunk on the ship and tried to get some sleep I held a small picture frame of me Ben and our mother I held it as I fell asleep but it was going to be a long time before I would ever be happy

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