Saw, Like Nice like Uncle.
In this Dr Gordon's already chaotic life is turned even more upside down by the arrival of his estranged nice after the murder of her mother, and running away from an abusive stepfather. In this Lawrence must learn to juggle the demands of rising his terrified pre-teen nice, keep his secret life of being Jigsaw's apprentice a secret and keeping the respected Dr role pretence up. I don't own the Saw franchise; all the copyright is held by its owners. The story will be told in Gwen's point of view, but it will bounce around, between Dr Gordon, Gwen and flashbacks will be told in third person. This is my first Saw story. Rated T for use of swear words, violence and gore later on the story. Warning contains triggers.
Chapter 2
I was pulling my cases behind me, I was finally free. I was about start my new life, all I could hope for was a better childhood. I know it wasn't gonna be smooth as i got used to being in a new country. My first night was hard I was plaged by nightmares, chills and sweats. I tossed and turned wrapping the sheets around myself. I woke up screaming, pulling the already tight bedsheets around me even more. I stop bolt upright, my eyes roving round the room. I took a big breath as the light to my new room flickered to life. Showing my aunt and uncle standing in the door way both with looks on concern on thier faces. I blushed, the heat clear on my pasty white face.
" I'm sorry if I woke you two." I muttered. My heart was still racing about a mile a minute.
"Gwen, it's ok. You're safe I promise." My aunt said, my cousin wasn't around she was on a residential school trip. My uncle carefully sat on the edge of my bed. Just like at the airport he rubbed my hair.
" I make this promise to you Gwen, if your stepfather wants to harm you, he'll have to get past your aunt and I first." I just had my head resting on the lapel of his suit jacket. "I promised your mother that if anything happens to her I would raise you and protect you. I'll do my best to keep the promise." He gets back up leaning on his walking cane for support. "Now follow me." He told me I throw off the covers and fight my way out of the constricting bedsheets. I carefully walk behind my uncle as we headed down stairs. He slapped the light switch on for the kitchen.
"Gwen, your mother and I when we were children ourselves. Your grandparents used to give us warm milk just before bed and that always worked." He poured out a cup of milk and placed it in the microwave to heat it up. Thoughts
"Careful it's hot." He passes my the cup. The milk had formed a thin skin on the top. I took a sip of the liquid. Burning my mouth.
"OW!" I cried.
"I did warn you."
Thoughts were chasing themselfs around like puppies, along with memories. The day that my mother married that slime ball. I tried to settle down but it was hard.
Ok that's chapter two done. Next one I'll do a time jump of a year. I hope you enjoyed this chapter and I'll sorry if anyone seems out of character.
Till next time.
Best wishes
M.