Read His Last Wish :: Home Sweet Home. Jace's P.O.V

T.W. Swearing Involved, Slight Suicidal Thoughts, and Abuse.

Jace sit's patiently waiting at the front enterence of the school for his mother to arrive to pick him up, but it doesn't seem like that's happening anytime soon. He reaches for his backpack off the stoop of the stairs and begin's to walk the journey home. Jace begin's walking down the road heading straight towards his home as the rain begins to fall for the first time in about a week. What most people would do when it starts raining would be to pull out an umbrella or hurry home, but his immediate reaction was much different. He slow's down his pace and enjoy's the rain. He understood that this might be his only form of freedom from the torture he had to endure, and he thanked the gods for rain and this freedom. Jace soon approached his front door step and slowly open the door. When he arrived he noticed that his mothers car was in the driveway, but when he opened the door there were no signs of her whatsoever. He walk's into the home that has held him captive for to long, but he know's that there is no way to escape and that terrify's Jace. He closes the heavy, old, stained door behind him and lock's all the locks that lined the inside of the door. As he began to walk towards the stairs to head to his room, he accidently ran into many of the empty beer and liquor bottles that are lining the floor. FWOOSH!! BANG!! A bottle shatters as it falls from the wall right behind Jace! "AND WHERE DO YOU THINK YOUR GOING BRAT!" 'Shit' I thought to myself. "I- uh- I was just going to put my bag in my room, then come straight down so that I can start making dinner. Uh-um- What do you want for dinner, if you don't mind me asking?" Jace's mother heads towards the couch while he headed towards the hallway. She begins to replies slowly but in a extremely stern tone, "I told you this morning what I wanted for dinner. I wont tell you it again so you better think on the subject and get the answer out of that little wee brain of yours!" I stutter my slight response, "Y-yes, ma'am. I will remember what you told me." He walked towards the stairs and up them towards the hallway. As Jace begin's to walk down the long hallway, he begins hearing voices in which he has grown familiar to over the past years of his life. 'What are you? Worthless!' 'HA! YOUR NOTHING! YOUR MEANINGLESS!! AT THIS POINT, WHY LIVE!' 'EVERYONE WOULD BE SOOOO MUCH HAPPIER IF YOU JUST LEFT! IF YOU SIMPLY DIED!' 'DON'T FORGET, YOUR THE REASON YOUR FATHER IS DEAD!!' 'YOU HURT, KILL, ABANDON EVERYONE YOU LOVE! WHY! SCARDEY CAT! SCARDEY CAT!' As I make it to my bedroom, I feel something roll down the bruised face that owns this empty body. A tear. A single Tear rolls down my face. How long? How long has it been since I last cried? The question stays blank in my mind as my mother begins to call me once more. "WHERE THE HELL ARE YOU, BRAT!! I'M STARVING!!" I sit my backpack on the floor near the door to my bedroom and begin to hurry my way down the stairs. After about 30 minutes, I had finished making dinner and cleaned up the dishes. I headed back towards my bedroom to begin the homework that I was assigned from English and Math class. By time I had finished the homework it was around 10:45 P.M. I had gotten ready for bed and was just lying down and saying my nightly prayer. "Dear God, if you can possibly hear my plea, please I beg you, Let tomorrow be a great day and let mom and everyone be satisfied with me and themselves. Please let everything be okay... Thank you, and God... goodnight." And with that I close my eyes and drift off into a sleep that I wish could last forever.

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