a preview for a fic i'll start after Welcome to my life is done...
All I have left is a note…
Tick, tick, tick, tick, tick…
" get out!" yells my mother.
The baby boy seated inside his crib is me, I cry loudly, as my parents fight.
" He is my son!" my father roars. My parent's glare at each other. My home life was bad.
My father a drunk and never around. And my mother tried her hardest to raise me.
" Don't touch him!" she yells in obvious anger…
A note with a promise…
" The gruesome murder of Lorraine Mitchell…says the reporter.
I cry as I get taken to a cop cruiser. I don't know what has happened, all I remember was my father picking me up from the crib, covered in a red liquid. And giving my head kisses as he tried to get me to stop crying.
" It'll be alright baby, she can't get you anymore" he said rocking me in his dirty hands. I look up at him innocently, I'm too young to understand that the only person I should be afraid of right now, is my father.
A promise that we'd meet up again…
" Henry Mitchell is here by proven guilty, you're sentence is life in prison, for the murder of your wife Lorraine Mitchell" says the judge, pounding her gavel.
My father get's taken out of the court room, in hand cuffs. As he's escorted out by police officers.
I was too young to understand what those last words that he said to me meant.
" I'll be back for you Logan…and they take him away, from my life…forever?.
Tick, tick, tick, tick, tick…
There was once upon a time that I lived a happy normal life…
After my real parents were taken away from me, I was handed over to a new set.
The Knights took me in, a few days later. I have an older brother Kendall and a younger sister Katie.
I knew I was not they're real sibling, but my adopted mother always told me I was.
I'm not a baby anymore. I know that I came from different parents, except I don't remember anything about my birth parents. The only thing I have left is this note, and my name.
Whenever I asked my adopted mother or father about my real parent's they would make up an excuse to not tell me about them. I knew something was wrong…
I have wonderful friends, and a great boyfriend. My brother is my bestest friend, always watching out for me. My other friend Carlos Garcia is defined by innocence. He's all smiles and kittens. And my wonderful boyfriend James Diamond, is the love of my life. I can't really complain about how I'm living right now, because I have a great life, I wouldn't change it for the world.
My eighteenth birth day was supposed to be a day that I celebrated living for so long, not running to save my life…
" You find him and you don't stop, he will try and get to that little boy!" yells the officer.
My father has escaped his mental institution. He was moved there because he became mad, and dangerous. And now he's left and he's coming for me.
" City county wide search has been sent out for the capture of Henry Mitchell…he reports. He has advised everyone to stay indoors and not to go out if necessary. But I didn't know, he was my dad I never knew.
So I did what any other teen does on his eighteenth birthday, I celebrated. But little did I know, was that it would be the night were I had to run. And hide.
Now on my birthday I will be reunited with my father…
*THUMP* *THUMP* *THUMP*
" Everybody give it up for the birthday boy!" yells my overly excited Latino friend.
The crowed cheers for my appearance. It was the beginning into adulthood.
The music is loud, everyone is dancing. I know I should be too, but I had a feeling that something would happen…
" Babe why aren't you dancing?" my gorgeous boyfriend asks me. I sigh, " I feel like something is going to happen" I tell him. He grins at me. Then he pulls me into a passionate kiss.
" You're right Logan, tonight I'm making love to you" he says. I cant' help but blush, I had promised to give myself to him on my birthday and to tell you the truth I couldn't wait…
" Mmm Logan" he moans, as we become one.
" James" I say, looking into his eyes. I loved him.
*THUMP* *THUMP* *THUMP*
" Make a wish Logan" says my brother. I smile at James, before closing my eyes and blowing out my candles.
" The night is young!" says Carlos.
I smile brightly at all my guests having a great time at my party.
The party may have ended, but the night was just beginning…
*THUMP* *THUMP* *THUMP*
" Did you have a great time Logie?" asks my little sister.
" Hey Logan, why don't we have a party of two in my bedroom?" suggests my ever flirtatious boyfriend. I grin and let him lead me upstairs…
" Sir we can't find him, but we've already sent an officer to the Knights and the Diamond's house" says the officer. The chief rubs his head.
" Do you have any idea how dangerous that man is!, he will kill anyone who crosses his path, and he wont stop till he get's that boy" he growl angrily…
*THUMP* *THUMP* *THUMP*
" Do you know why my dad just called and told me to keep Logan inside the house the whole night and why there are police all over the neighborhood?" asks my crazy friend.
" Challen, you have to come see this…says my dad.
" What is it Kenneth?" she asks. My dad raises the volume on the television.
" There is still no report on the capture of Henry Mitchell…the reporter informs.
My parents look at each other in horror. They waste no time in contacting my brother.
I knew something was wrong...
*THUMP* *THUMP* *THUMP*
Who knew my life was so chaotic?…
The crickets are chirping from the outside. The night is silent. My boyfriend has his big arms over me protectively. I sleep contently in his bed…
*THUMP* *THUMP* *THUMP*
The lights went out. But it's not raining or windy outside. That was the least of my worries.
I go to the basement in search of the power outlet. I hear a clattering of things and bolt upstairs.
" James, James" I shake him gently. He looks at me groggily. " What's wrong?" he asks.
" The lights went out, and I heard something coming from the basement" I say, just as I'm about to get closer to him. Another noise is heard. Then my friends run in startled…
We made the mistake of going to Carlos's house…
*THUMP* *THUMP* *THUMP*
" RUN GO!" he yells. As he's attacked by a large man.
" WHAT THE HELL IS GOING ON!" I yell.
The next thing I know, is waking up in an old boarded up house.
The house is falling apart, it's filthy, but something seems familiar about it, especially that old broken crib by the door…
" W-wh-aat do y-you want…I ask him in a shaky voice. He doesn't say anything, he only slides me an old picture of a baby boy. It must have been taken around the nineties. Cause it had that sort of feel to it.
" I don't understand" I say, as my fear grows by the minute. He points at the baby in the picture than at me…suddenly reality dawns upon me…
*THUMP* *THUMP* *THUMP*
" NOOO!" I yell, out running from the man.
" HELP!" as I limp back towards my house.
*THUMP* *THUMP* *THUMP*
" Where is Logan!" demands my dad.
" Mr. Knight were trying the best we can" says the officer.
" You have to find him, save my baby" my mom sobs frantically.
*THUMP* *THUMP* *THUMP*
" K-Kendall, you have to wake up!, please!" I yell, holding my brother in my arms…
" Why are you doing this?" I ask him…
*THUMP* *THUMP* *THUMP*
My world crashes down on me. I scream as I run the dark streets. The police sirens ringing in my head. Officers are screaming at me. Telling me to put the gun down. I hear my parents and friends yell out to me that everything will be ok.
I look all around me, I'm in front of a shed, in the middle of a field, surrounded by trees and it's dark. My body is aching. My clothes are drenched with blood. My hair is matted to my sweaty forehead. My tears are falling. I look down at my father my real father as he lays on the ground.
I point the gun at his face as I straddle him, " I-I l-love you dad…and then…silence…
*THUMP* *THUMP* *THUMP*…
Happy birth day to me…