Amber Alert: Local Citizen of Indianapolis, Harold Freeman found two boys, one of 19 and the other of 17 years of age, wandering the streets just out of town. The youngest was identified as Nicholas Duval, a boy who had gone missing over 6 months ago, the oldest is under questioning, and Officials have no identification. Nicholas told Officer Jerold that they'd come from Valparaiso, Indiana, what a journey for these boys, hopefully they're alright, and will be soon reunited with their families.
Two important people had seen this report, along with the rest of America, but these two were different, they Ben Sterling and Melody Duval.
Melody had been having her evening cup of tea, and reading Natalie, her daughter, a bedtime story when she had heard it. Of course she almost fainted on the spot, being ecstatic that her son had been found, alive. She picked up her phone and called the Indianapolis police, and asked to talk to Nicholas. When she was done she grabbed Natalie and her car keys and set off towards the other state, not caring it was to take a couple of hours; she had to see Nicholas.
Ben on the other hand had been sitting in silence. He locked himself in his room and sat on the bed, waiting. After a few days the faint tick, tick, tick, of the clock and thump, thump, thump of his heart, had slowly driven him to insanity. He broke the clock and turned the television on. That's when the report of his babies, had shown up. He had been right, Nick had stolen Jeff's innocence, and the poor boy believed he was 19. But unlike Melody he hadn't moved, he couldn't.
Nick and Jeff sat in one of the closed off rooms, they were both completely exhausted and scared. Truly terrified. For many reasons of course, first their story being told all around America. They knew that even Jeff's dad saw it and probably would be after them. Second, when Jeff had told the police that his name was Sterling and his dad's name was Benjamin Sterling, their faces turned hard and immediately left the room. Something was awfully wrong.
Jeff's heart was racing, and Nick could feel it. The way Jeff was pressed up against his chair and gripping the arms so tight, that his knuckles were white. Nick wasn't as scared; he sat normally, his leg crossed over the other, and his hands on his knees. He was chewing on his lip though; he tasted the scarlet blood on his tongue.
Finally after 20 minutes of suffering through agony, Officer Jerold strode back in, arms carrying a stack of portfolios. He set the papers on the table and leaned against it, he eyed Jeff, who was cowering in his chair, clutching his backpack to his chest. He coughed and grabbed the top portfolio.
"So, you say that you're Jeffery G. Sterling? Son of Maria Christina and Benjamin Sterling." Officer Jerold kept his gaze on Jeff. Jeff relaxed a bit, and nodded.
"Yes, I am."
Nick studied Officer Jerold. He was shorter than the both of them, but looked more intimidating. His hard, gray eyes were somehow warm, as if he truly cared about the two of them.
Officer Jerold sneered, "Impossible, Benjamin Sterling and Maria Christina Sterling are dead, along with their son. There was a fire, when the boy was 3 months."
Nick frowned, and looked over at Jeff, who was already looking at him. "Um, Sir, they're alive. I saw them."
Officer Jerold raised an eyebrow, "They're lying, I have their death certificates there, and I watched their funeral."
Jeff was definitely not taking this well. He began to cry, silently, not alerting anyone. Nick got up immediately and dragged his chair closer too Jeff, he took both of his hands and kissed the back of them, whispering soothing words.
Nick looked back at Officer Jerold who was watching their hands. "Please sir, take this." Nick let go of one of Jeff's hands and reached into his coat. "I managed to grab these on the way out." He gave the Officer the Birth Certificate and Journal. Officer Jerold took them (with gloves on, you can never be too safe), and left immediately.
Nick turned back to Jeff, "it's okay, baby, calm down. He's going to help us."
Jeff wiped away his tears and took a deep breath, "Promise?"
Nick smiled, "I promise."
Hours later, Jeff had grown completely silent in his own chair, his head leaning against Nick's shoulder. They had waited for hours, waited for anything, Nick's mother, the press, Officer Jerold even. But no one came. Perhaps no one cared, or had forgotten.
Nick had even tried the door, but it was locked. Which was perfectly fine, Nick and Jeff liked being alone, and not being chased by the press or police. More time to think. Something was eating at Nick, what was this about Jeff and Jeff's family being dead? In a fire, of all things. Sure his mom was dead, but that was murder. Nick glanced at Jeff who was drawing a picture in a notebook they had brought. He was real. He was sitting right in front of him. So he's not dead. Did 'Father' create a fake fire in someone's house and somehow manage to make it seem as if they died. Probably.
There was a sudden commotion of people fighting and cursing that made Nick and Jeff gasp and leap back into their chairs. Nick recognized the voices and turned his head so he could look out the window. He saw two blond heads, and smiled. The door swung open and the blonds ran in. His mom and sister Natalie.
Nick, forgetting everything, got up and hugged his mother and sister. "Mom! Nat!" Was all he could manage as he felt himself begin to cry. The three of them were weeping, for both fright and joy.
"Nicky! I missed you so much, don't ever leave us again," said his sister, Natalie, who was now 13, and taller than their mom. Nick kissed her cheek and hugged her separately.
"I missed you too, Nats, it was hard not having a pesky sister with me all the time," he joked, letting out a dry laugh.
"Nicky, why is your hair blond?" Nick's smiled dropped, and bit his lip. He turned to his mother, who was terribly skinny and worn. She smiled.
"Nicholas, Nick. I- I love you so much," She sweep him into her arms and hugged him. He set his head on her head and sighed.
"I love you too, mom." Nick stepped back and looked over them; they looked like they were going to explode from happiness. Nick looked back, suddenly remembering Jeff. Jeff was staring up at the three of them with wide eyes. Nick held out his hand toward him, and Jeff took it gratefully.
"Mom, Nats, this is Jeff. I helped save him," Jeff smiled shyly at them and stepped closer to Nick, trying hard not to be scared. This was Nick's family, and from what he heard, they were nice people.
Natalie looked up at Jeff, "Whoa, you're really tall! And our hair matches. I like you." Jeff smiled and let out a giggle.
Nick's mom gasped and lightly smacked Natalie's shoulder, "Natalie! Be nice." She turned to Jeff and held out her hand, "Nice to meet you Jeff."
Jeff looked at her hand, and then at Nick. Nick nodded and he reached out to take it. He swept down and kissed it lightly. "Nice to meet you as well."
She gasped and smiled, "What a gentleman, I hope Nicholas learns a bit or two from you."
Jeff released her hand and stepped back to Nick's side, pressing their shoulder's together. Nick stared at Natalie for a while.
"So I guess, I have to explain everything," Nick said wrapping an arm around Jeff's tiny waist.
Nick's mom's eyes widened, "You think! Tell us everything."
Nick pulled out two extra chairs and the four of them sat down. He sighed and looked around at them, "Well, it started at Dalton…."
You guys, I am so, so, so, a million times sorry! My laptop's charger broke and it died, and I didn't want to use the family computer, so I couldn't write. I tried using my laptop but I looked back and it made it all goofy (I promise I'll fix that) I promise that will never ever happen again. Anyway, yes, Escape is coming to an end. I'm not sure when, I still have a lot to write. Anyway, I hope you guys aren't too mad at me, and I'll see you soon!