3 YEARS LATER
Iggy sat in his room, silent as his father
grabbed everything he owned except for
the clothes on his back, and threw them
outside into the roaring bonfire he had
lit out of Iggy's bed, bedside table, and
his bookcase full of his beloved books.
"You don't need any of this now." James
taunted, as he continued to throw Iggy's
belongings. "In fact, you never will!" He
laughed and grinned with glee. As he
finished, he turned back to Iggy, who
was still silent. "You hear me boy?"
James yelled, slapping Iggy for the 3rd
time. When no response was heard, he
shook his head and stalked out of the
room, muttering that "he never should
have had sex with a bitch..." and
clomped down the stairs in his military
grade combat boots. Iggy slowly got up
and turned to the window, where the
flickering lights of the bonfire were
reflected in his young pale blue eyes.
"Momma's in a coma." He whispered to
himself, as if just realizing it for the
first time. "Momma's not gonna wake
up." His eyes widened, and he grabbed
the sides of his head and fell backward
on his ass. "Never Never Never Never
Never Never Never Never." He muttered,
over and over, as he rocked back and
forth. Back and forth. Back and forth.
4 YEARS LATER
Iggy POV:
I stood outside the hospital doors,
staring up at the sign that had haunted
me for years. "ICU." I whispered to
myself. Taking a deep breath, i pushed
open the doors, wincing as I felt my
bruises and scabs stretch from the
effort, and walked into the room.
There she was. Same as ever, with all
the wires and boxes hooked up to her.
With the Frankenstein shaped scar on
the top of her shaved forehead. My
words catching in my throat, I reached
out and slowly ran my hand over her
little stubble, her white blond hair
catching the light and sparkling. I
choked back a sob, and watched her
chest rise and fall. "James?" A voice
called from behind me. I spun around and
saw Valencia, my mother's head and
personal nurse standing in the door
way, with a shocked look on her face.
"Oh that's right, you go by Iggy now."
She nodded to herself. "Well then.
How've you been?" I shrug, holding back
a wince. "Ok I guess. How has she been
doing?" "Same as ever." Valencia sighed,
coming to stand next to me, her hand
on the security button if necessary.
Why it would be necessary, I have no
idea. I'm just a boy who wants to see his
mother but can't because his father
absolutely despises him and forbids him
from seeing her all because of a simple
accident. That's all. "You should probably
get going Iggy." I realize I've been
staring at Valencia's face for the past
minute. "Right. Right." I turn and let
myself out, but not before asking
Valencia something important.
"Valencia?" She turns to face me. "Yes?"
I swallow and meet her eyes.
"Please don't tell my father I was here."
"Of course."
I nod and then walk hurriedly toward
the elevators, so I can make it home
before Father catches me here.
A/N: Sorry they are so short, at the
moment I'm in Puerto Rico and I was
forbidden to bring my laptop ;-; so I
have to use my phone's "Notes" App.
Sigh.
When I get home the chapters will be
much longer, and I will be at home in
about...5 days. So yea please review! I
REALLY DON'T BITE! Oh and my
apologies for Chapter 1 not having any
line spacing i completely forgot to do it.
. UNC -Isa Fe