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Chapter 11: Completely Inappropriate

When Jeremy Sayer was twelve, he was charged with another crime.

Yeah.

It was as if year after year, his list of charges increased. What would he do when he would be thirteen?

By now, all the policemen were quite used to his regular appearances in the police station.

Look! They would say. What do you think he did this time?

This time, it was different. This time, he crossed another boundary, a completely inappropriate boundary.

"HE DID WHAT?" his mom said as the policemen dragged him to his home.

These two policemen were the very same policemen that took him home all the time. Hank and Don, they were named, were the ones that usually caught him, took him to the police station, and drove him back nearly all the time.

Oh, come on, kid. You can do better than this. So much better than this. We don't want to see your face every week, you know. Why can't you just be a normal kid once in a while?

Oh, he was normal. To him, at least. But, what exactly defines normal? Is normal how people without crime records act? The world is confusing. What was normal to him, was abnormal to others. What was abnormal behavior to him was perfectly normal to others.

Normal. Huh. There is no such thing.

A light shove into his front door shook Jeremy from his thoughts.

Mrs. Sayer answered the door. By now, she was quite accustomed to their visits. By now, she gave up on her lectures, her irate yelling.

"What did he do this time?" she sighed.

"Mrs. Sayer, your son was charged with, ah…one charge of sexual assault."

Mrs. Sayer turned white. Not red this time. Just plain white.

Then, as usual, Jeremy would tune out as the cops talked to his mom about the regular stuff…possible therapy lessons…possible rehabs to correct his behavior…possible ways to stop him…

Finally, the policemen left. A shaken Mrs. Sayer turned to face him.

"Jeremy. Please. Why? How could you do that to a person? A girl?"

An awkward silence ensued.

Mrs. Sayer did not yell this time. She merely rubbed her face and bore a look of sad, sad desperation.

"Why can't you just confess and be forgiven? Why can't you answer me, Jeremy?"

And honestly, Jeremy thought the same. Why couldn't his mom just confess she just did not love him? Why couldn't she answer his questions in the past?

"I see you learned something new from last Sunday's sermon." Jeremy lazily replied.

Mrs. Sayer sighed and exited the room, leaving Jeremy once again alone with his dangerous thoughts.

Today was weird…Why exactly did I even do that? Oh yeah…..

It happened when he was walking home from his bus stop.

He was halfway home until he saw her.

She was just a girl, probably a few years older than him, and she was pulling along a small child with her. She was probably a babysitter or an irritated older sister.

"Come on! Let's go home!" she had said irritably.

The child cried, tugged on her hand, and uselessly tried walking in the opposite direction.

"P-park!" The child cried.

The girl sighed. "No. We're going home."

The child launched himself in the opposite direction, breaking free of the girl's grasp. The girl angrily yelled at him, ran after him, and caught him.

What followed angered Jeremy quite a bit. When he was this age, he was never, ever treated this way. His dad would never, ever even think about doing this, and even if his mom was a bit distant, she never did this, too.

"That's it! You're getting it now!" the girl cried.

She then proceeded to hit and beat that little child until he was reduced to a small pile of sniveling tears and hurt.

"Do you want to go to the park now? Huh!" she bellowed.

The child responded in a fresh wave of tears.

"That's what I thought. Come on."

Geez. He was just a kid! Just a kid! How could she? How could she sleep at night, knowing that she just physically and mentally hurt this young child?

"Hey!" Jeremy said, running after them.

The girl stopped.

"What do you want now?"

"I just want to know why you did that."

"Did what?"

"Completely abuse that kid?"

The girl's eyes flashed dangerously. "He. Was. Misbehaving."

"That's still no excuse for hitting him that hard. Look! He's in tears!"

"Look, it's not even your business! Just leave us alone."

Jeremy ignored her and bent down to the child's level.

"Are you okay?"

The child shook his head, rubbing his red eyes.

"Come on! Let's go!"

She began to tug the sniffling child away again.

Dumbfounded, Jeremy stood there. Even if he was quite a terrible person himself, he would never, ever hurt a kid. Kids were supposed to be such innocent human beings. Jeremy was quite sure hitting and inducing tears destroyed that innocence.

Poor kid…

Thoughts of cryptic vengeance immediately arose in his head.

That girl needs to pay…

But how? Oh! Once, when his babysitter was dozing off again, Jeremy watched more…not so age-appropriate things. But this time, it wasn't all police shows and crime.

No. This time, he watched more…inappropriately adult programs, and he wondered what that one male character was doing to the other female character. It looked like it hurt because she was crying, but he had never seen anything like it.

Should he do it?

Ah! Gosh, should he do it? Or not do it? The girl needed to be punished for what she did to that child, but that girl was still…considerably young. And his…dad always told him not to harm girls.

But what she did to that kid was terrible. Heck, he himself had done unforgivable things, and so far, only the police punished him for what he did. But, as far as he knew, he would never hurt children. That kid needed to believe the world was good before his mind could provoke such strange thoughts like Jeremy's. Jeremy never really understood the world and certainly doubted the existence of just pure goodness. He thought the world was weird. Just. Plain. Weird.

Should he?

But, wait! Curiosity strikes again! If he did that…thing to the girl, would she cry? What would happen? Is this an evil act? Would it hurt her? What would happen?

What would happen?

And, just like that, Jeremy forgot why he was doing this. He forgot about that whole previous "protecting innocence through vengeance" thing. Now, he was just going to do this to the girl for the heck of it.

Impulse. It was all impulse. His mind was made up. So, he menacingly stalked his way to the retreating form of the girl and that child.

"HEY!" he yelled, grabbing their attention. Then, he charged at her.

The rest was history.

A/N: Okay. I would have left this chapter out, since I do not really like such matters, but he really did do something in order to get charged with that specific type of assault. I left it vague so you could decide what he did. Also, I watched bits of his episode again, and...I realized that last chapter wasn't quite accurate. On Thanksgiving, he did poison the turkey with rat poison, but rather put rat pellets in it. The neighbor's dog didn't die, but went missing... But, what he was charged with was accurate, at least. So, sorry for those fallacies. One day, maybe I'll go back and edit it to fit his story more accurately.