Alex's POV
"Alex, come on inside please Tele Boy."
Keith said.

"Ok."
I say.

Keith grabbed the rest of the bags from the car, and I walked over to the door.

"What?"
He asked as I looked at him.

I pointed to the door.

"Oh, here I'll get it."
He said opening the door.

We walked inside.

After he put everything away, Alex said he needed to say something to me.

"What's up Alex?"
Keith asked as he sat on the couch.

He went to pick me up, but I squirmed out of his hands.

"Son, what's wrong?"
He asked.

I thought; 'Oh, he's talking like Brian, I'm not falling for it.'

Little did I realize it, but I had lost trust.
Not just in the guards at the orphanage, but I had lost trust in Keith!
Mick as well!

"Alex?"
He said giving me a sad look.

"I, I had a bad dream. About uncle Mick. I woke up scweaming and you weren't there. No one was."

"What happened bud?"
He asked trying to rub my back.

"Th-they, locked m-me ina cage."
I said.

"In the dream?"

"No, at the bad place. (Orphanage)In the dream I was tied to a wall."

"They locked you in a cage again!"
Keith shouted causing me to jump.

I nod as the tears pour out.

'I hate seeing Keith like this, and I know he doesn't like seeing me like this either, but if I don't tell Keef, he'll hit me.'

"What else happened in your dream?"
Keith asked.

"A man was hitting me. He scary."

"Tormenting."
Keith said for lack of a better word.

"Then Mick came out, and hit me. He called me a cry baby cause I cried. And he said I was a 2 year old that was afraid of his father."

"He's not your legal father though."
Keith said.

"I told him that in the dream. And, and he......"
I paused.

"It's ok Tele boy. You can tell me."
Keith cooed.

"He grabbed my hair, and kicked me."
I said crying into my hands.

"Buddy, I'm sorry. I'm so sorry that happened. You know Mick would never, ever do that to you. Neither would I or the other boys!"
He said tiring to hug me.

I stepped away though.

I didn't believe the words he just spoke.

"Buddy, what's wrong?"
He asked.

I didn't flinch.

"Are you scared Alex?"
He asked as I nodded.

"Of, me?"
Keith said placing his hand on his chest.

I nod.

"I, I thought, you were gonna hit me."
I say.

"Alex, son. I would never, ever, ever hit you!"
He said loudly.

I nod.

He held his arms out, and went to wrap them around me.

"What are you doing?! Stop!"
I shout wiggling away from him.

"Alex, it's a hug. What happened to you?"
He said releasing me.

I hung my head in shame.

"How badly did they hurt you? You've spent so much time in the orphanages that you forgot about the love you experienced with a family."

"I don't want a family."
I said.

"Don't ever say that!"
He shouted.

A split glimpse of Jeff ran through my head, and I ran off deeper into the house.

I ran into my old bed room, with Keith right behind me.

I bolted out into the music room in the other direction of Keith.

I tried to close the door, but I was to short to reach the handle. I pushed it shut, but I was still to short to lock it.

I couldn't go under the bed, so I hoped on the bed, curled into the corner, and hid under a blanket/sheet.

All of a sudden I hear the door creak open.

I feel the bed sink as Keith sat beside me.🏴