(Walks in, chuckling nervously at the angry audience)
Hiya, folks. Been a long time since I last updated this one, huh?
Audience: YES!
Well, I'm trying my best to play catch up, especially with exams have come and gone for me this semester. I'm back home now, so I have plenty of time to update since I won't be going back to school until January.
Anyways, This chapter, we'll continue to focus on Jake, especially for the majority of the story. After all, it centers around him. He decides to do a little exploring around his new home, and he might learn some new things about his mother... and while he does it... he starts to develop some... dark thoughts... I hope you enjoy!
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Chapter 6: Exploring my new home (and my thoughts)
An hour.
It was only an hour...
And the only place Jake had finished cleaning was the kitchen, dining room, and living room. He had to head upstairs to clean, and then hopefully he would be done... but it wasn't easy to do chores when your back is all wounded.
The boy winced as he felt the whip marks on his back throbbing. The blood had dried up quickly, so Jake was able to mop up the spots that fell on the floor. All while he had done this... Grim had been watching him carefully.
"Remember, boy... you have two hours left... if you don't finish by then... you'll be taking another trip down to the basement..." The villain warned.
Jake glared at him in response, but continued mopping the floors.
By the time he was done with that, he moved to upstairs, where he began mopping in the hallway. For some reason, Jake could feel as if Grim was still watching him from afar, despite the fact that he was still downstairs.
He tried not to let that bother him as he continued to clean. As he did, he noticed that one of the doors had caught his attention, but there was a sign on the door as well...
DO NOT ENTER
That made the pirate boy very curious.
Hmmm... I wonder... no, I shouldn't. Grim might catch me, and punish me again. But... he's downstairs, and I'm upstairs. He's less likely to...
Although he was conflicted, Jake decided he should just look inside. He could pass it off as if he were cleaning that room. He slowly grabbed the knob and twisted it, surprised that it was unlocked. The boy tiptoed inside and looked around.
Why would Grim keep a room that was apparently meant to be secret... unlocked?
But yet... it looked like an ordinary room. What could be in here that Grim wanted to keep secret?
But soon, Jake would find his answer, as he happened to look at a nightstand near the bed. There were framed pictures of a woman... and she looked familiar... too familiar.
The pirate boy soon recognized her as his mother as his mind flashed back to the picture of her and Grim from inside of her journal. "Mom..." He whispered as he reached out to touch the photo.
Suddenly, it was as if he could feel her love surrounding him by touching the picture. Oh how, he wished that she was here... that she would come back... wherever she was...
It dawned on him that Grim never did tell him about the whereabouts of his mother. Was that another secret that he didn't know? If it was... he wanted to know... and if no one would tell him... he would find out himself... even if it were the last thing he did.
Jake continued to search around the room, looking under the bed. He found a few things, such as an old baby blanket which he suspected to be his. There was a tag that had a message on it.
'Jacob really loves his blanket. It's so soft, that he falls asleep fast with it'-Katrina'
A message from his mother. How thoughtful...
He looked under the bed again, to find a cardboard box. He looked inside to find a lot of baby stuff, such as toys, books, and other things. Jake found another tag that read, 'Jacob's toys and books. He loves to point to the pictures in the books, and he loves the noise his toys make'- Katrina.
It made sense for his mother to save all of his old stuff, but Jake didn't understand why Grim did. If the villain resented the boy so much, he would've thrown all of this stuff out... wouldn't he...?
He slid the box back where it belonged, and moved to a vanity There was a mirror, and on the desk was make up and jewerely, where he found yet another tag with a message.
'Jacob always managed to get into my makeup. I'd always find him with his face smeared with lipstick. He's such a little rascal, but that's why I love him so much'-Katrina.
Jake had to chuckle at that. So he was a little scamp as a baby. He then noticed a necklace on the desk, which had a green emerald jewel, almost matching his eyes. And. not surprisingly, he found a tag attached to it.
'My anniversary gift from Graham, after a full year of marriage. I am so grateful for this man. I can tell that this relationship will last a long time...'- Katrina.
Last a long time...
Well, judging by his current predicament, Jake can tell that their marriage didn't last long at all. He thought back to his mother's entries in her journal, about how Grim would... hit her.
He didn't understand how that villain could treat such a sweet woman that way... and now was doing the same to his own son...
No matter what would happen next, Jake would get through this... on his own... he didn't even need Pirate... Pirate... he still couldn't remember the name of his own hideout... nor the names of his... crew?
"I... Irene, was that her name...?" He said to himself. "Cody... no... was that it? And that bird... was it a parrot...?"
Jake decided to push that thought out of his head. That crew was trying to prevent hme from doing that I had to do, as far as I'm concerned, they could all drown for all I care.
The boy then mentally cursed himself for thinking that, That was dark... why would I wish death on someone I know...?
Trying to ignore that suddenly murderous thought, Jake continued to do his job. After all, he still had two hours to work. He wanted to forget about that... hideout... those... crew mates... and Never... Never... oh what was the name of that island?
He couldn't even remember the name of his old home...
I wonder what it would look like if that old island burned... that would be a brightening sight- what am I thinking?!
Jake shook his head rapidly. Where were these dark thoughts coming from? That was his home... his old home... and he thought about what it was be like if the whole place caught on fire. What was going on?
The pirate boy again attempted to ignore it, as he decided that he spent enough time in the room. The last thing he wanted was for Grim to catch him. So after putting everything back in it's place, he left the room and continued to mop.
Soon enough in another hour, he was done, as he stood in the living room as Grim checked up on his work. While he did, Jake noticed a few more things, such as a book with yet another tag on it.
'I gave this book to Graham as a birthday gift. He seemed to really enjoy it a lot. I'll be sure to get the next editions'- Katrina.
So Grim likes to read huh?
I'd love for that... uh, flying boy to read my fist!
Jake facepalmed, in an attempt to get that thought out of his head, "Jake! What is wrong with you? Why are you thinking these things? You are not violent at all!" He chided himself, before trying to reevaluate himself.
Not that flying boy... Grim. I'd like for Grim to read my fist... in his face!
Despite replacing the boy with his father, it really didn't make that thought any better. The boy sighed to himself as Grim came downstairs, "Well, Jacob. I'm impressed. You managed to clean everything without leaving behind a stain or smudge." He said with a smirk.
Jake sighed with relief. It looked like he was avoiding punishment for the first time.
"So I believe a reward is in order... are you hungry, my son?"
Hungry was an understatement. Jake was famished. He hadn't eaten anything since he left Pirate... Island? Was that the name? Whatever, he hadn't eaten in a while. "Yes, Father. I'm starving..." He replied.
Grim smirked, "Well, help yourself to something in the dining room. I have a feeling it'll be something you'll like."
Jake nodded, thanked his father, and was prepared to head to the table, before Grim warned him, "You had better enjoy this meal I have prepared for you, for I will only feed you when I feel you deserve it. And if you make a mess, you will clean it, but not before you face punishment, understood?"
The boy gulped and nodded, "Yes, Father..."
"Good boy... now, go and enjoy some nourishment... if you don't want it to be the last thing you put in your stomach..."
With that, Jake headed to the dinner table, which had so many delicious looking foods. He saw spaghetti and meatballs, fries, pizza, burgers, gumbo, mac and cheese, and many desserts such as pies, cake, and cupcakes...
... And it was all for him.
He had no idea if he could eat all of this, but he had better make the best of it, since Grim would only feed him if he deserve.
"I had better eat so I won't be hungry for a week..." He said to himself...
And so, Jake sat down and started munching on the veggie burgers. He was grateful for this, but that didn't mean that he was going to like Grim at all. This kind gesture wasn't going to get that villain any respect from Jake, that's for sure. No matter what nice things Grim could do, he was still a villain.
As he ate, he couldn't have but think about those dark thoughts he had. Why did he have them? Where did they come from? And most important... why were they directed at his old crew mates and Never... Land. Never Land! That was it.
Why would I want horrible things to happen to them...? He thought to himself, Maybe because they are a bunch of uncaring pricks and deserve to die- No! Stop it, Jake! This isn't like you...
He groaned as he rubbed his head. He had to get to the bottom of this...
He continued to help himself to the tasty food... before he looked down at a knife lying beside his plate. He picked it up and studied it. Why was he suddenly so fascinated by this sharp blade.
I wonder how much blood would come out if I stabbed that British girl deep enough...
Jake didn't chide himself this time for that thought...
I'd say the fat boy needs to lose some weight... some blood weight... the parrot might taste good fried... and that girl... that... that... pink wearing wretched little witch... I'd say her heart should meet this knife...
As he thought about this... a devilish smirk crept among Jake's face as he gripped the knife tightly...
They will pay... they will all pay... for trying to deny me from breaking my mother's heart... and most importantly, for what this experience has turned me into...
Good lord...
Not even a day living with Grim, and Jake's already thinking negative and evil thoughts. Not only does he not even remember the names of his crew and even Pirate Island, he also wants to kill his crew for what they tried to do. What will Grim make of this new behavior from Jake? And how will Jake deal with these thoughts? On the flip side, we learn that Katrina liked to write notes about certain things... and that secret room will come up again in the future. So until then, I'll see you guys later, and don't forget to review, as always, please. Thank you!