"Do you feel like that, sometimes? A diamond?"
He actually laughed out loud that time. "A diamond? Absolutely not. I am one fat lump of coal. Charcoal. The kind that goes in the grill, right before you burn it. The kind that starts a fire that won't go out, and cooks anything that gets close enough. I am the f***ing fire."
I backed up, mentally. Those were a whole bunch of loaded words. I wasn't sure if I should approach any of it.
In that moment, Jake kicked his heel back into the oak desk. It made a loud thump. His face lit up in pain, and it took him a moment to control his facial expression.
I held my breath. Violence was what I had been prepared for. He could do more, if he really wanted to.
He kicked the desk one more time, seemingly out of frustration. "The f***ing fire," he repeated, short of breath with irritation and pain. I inched closer, praying that he wouldn't look at me.
Jake grew still again, staring out the window. I stood against the wall, waiting for him to notice my presence. He didn't.
"Jake," I said softly. "Jake, listen to me. It's over. Everything already happened. Come back to the present, okay? Focus on right now."
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Jacob Sethsday has a history that might lead you to believe that he is a bad guy. He is currently in juvie due to an unfortunate accident that he blames himself for. He is stubborn as they come & has a difficult time letting go. He knows he deserves everything that's coming to him.
Crystal is a volunteer at the facility where Jake is staying. She's volunteered so long, she has her own parking spot. She's never met a boy she couldn't help, save one.
The question is, will this boy allow her to help him, even if it means that he has to forgive himself?
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Mouse, a timid young woman who is on the verge of understanding herself, is thrown into a world of hurt, fear and danger. She must learn to depend on the help of strangers all the while learning to depend on herself. Will she conquer her trauma and build a better life? Or will she let it consume her and ultimately let it destroy her and others along with it?
"Would you like to come in?" I choked. I didn't want to seem rude but at the same time, there was a limit to how nice I would go for this stranger.
He shrugged his shoulders and took a step back from the house.
"I better not." He yawned and rubbed his face to rid himself of sleep. "Once I come in you wont be able to get me out." He laughed.
My hand drew to my mouth like a pulley system. I looked down at my shoes and cleared my throat. "Thank you for walking me home."
"It's no problem, but like I said, the debt is not repaid." Apollo turned around and began to walk away. "See you later kid."
I shuddered at the thought. "Are you going to keep following me?"
Apollo laughed. "Wouldn't you like to know."
"I will get the authorities involved."
He laughed and threw his arm over his head, waving goodbye. "That's what they all say!"