Chapter 8 - The Right Choice
I looked at mark with Joyfulness in my eyes. When Im around mark, I feel safe and loved. Everyone treats me like im useless but mark...he is special. He Makes me want to not die, I feel so safe around him, When Im with mark, I Feel Like I Have a purpose in life.
"You feeling better?"
I nodded my head a yes slowly. I sat back down In the booth i was sitting in earlier. Mark looked at me and smiled lightly
"So jack, Do you live with any one else other than your mother?"
I looked at mark and signed slowly. I didnt wanna tell mark about my dad but he is my friemd and I should trust him
"Well, My dad is...dead and I have no brothers or sisters so its just me and my drunk mom"
I turned my head to mark, Looking agian into his chocolate brown eyes. Mark covered his mouth and gasps a little.
"Im so sorry to hear that, Is there anything i can do to help you?"
I thought about what mark could do but nothing really came up. The only thing that mark could do to help me if he could change the past so my dad was still alive and my mom was not abusive to me
"Well if you can change the past that will help my life"
I just simply said that and I threw my head down onto the table. I felt so sad and alone in this world people call life. Everyone told me that it would get better but it never has, not yet atleast. I pulled myself back up agian to meet marks eyez agian. His eyez looked into mine and he stood up and he looked at me
"Jack, Do you want me to tell the police about your mother?"
I gasps lightly and my eyes widden open. I had two choices to make
1. The cops get my mom, she breaks out and kills me
2. I say no and she continues to hurt me more and could possibly kill me
Well i mean, If mark was my friend he would protect me...right
I stood there for about three minutes thinking of a anwser that could help me live more. So I choose an awnser...
"Ok you can tell the cops about my mother"
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