Chapter 21-Alone In This World Part 1

-Cody's POV-

"Cody! Cody!"

Too much pain…

"Cody!"

Everything hurts.

"Cody, please wake up!"

Everything red…

Everything burns…

Losing feeling

Losing… life…

"Cody, please don't die on me. Don't die. I need you here. Don't leave me."

I can't do anything about it mom. It hurts to move, even to open my eyelids, it hurts so much. I wish it would all just…go away.

…I wish I could…go away…

…So I can be away from the pain…

…So much pain…

I forced my eyelids open and my eyes immediately shut themselves from the burning pain. My face made an expression of intense agony, the kind that you couldn't imagine unless you have already felt it. I was too scared to try and open his eyes again, he wanted to die and make all the pain go away. Hopefully it would happen within the next millisecond. It didn't. Instead, I forced myself again to open them, but slowly this time. Little by little, I eased my face into a relaxed look, trying to ignore the pain in my body. I opened my eyes a little, water coming out of them blurring everything. I opened them more, until they were as far apart as they could go. I could hear my mom shaking me, crying on my chest. I tried to hug her, but my arms wouldn't move. It felt as if they weighed two tons. They might as well have too, seeing as they were just completely fucking immovable. In fact, my whole body was immovable. It was more like a force, similar to the one you get when putting two batteries together on the same ends, just with a thousand times stronger force.

"Mom," I whispered through dry lips. It even hurt to move them.

"Cody! Oh, thank god you're ok!" Carey said as she lightly touched my cheek. There merest touch sent pain up my spine. "I can't believe they…torture my baby!"

"I'm ok mom. I'm still here…still strong," is said as I gave a small pained smile as I closed my eyes once more and rested my cheek on the cool ground. Wait. 'Cool ground? The ground was anything but cold…so why'm I starting to feel cool on my whole body? The pain is slowly going away. I can feel it. I never thought it would feel so good to be cold once more. Everything feels nice and cool, as if angles were helping me keep cool. As if they wanted me to survive.

Angels like Zack and Jeremiah.

Yeah.

That must be it.

I just sat there in my mom's arms, waiting for the pain to ease away slowly. I knew that Jeremiah and Zack had something to do with if I see them again; I have to remember to thank them for making the pain go away, even if it were for a moment. Mom made sure I was comfortable by taking me into her lap and running her hand through my hair and murmuring words of how brave I was to me.

We were back in our jail cells but they let us share one for one reason or another. I knew it wasn't because they actually cared about us. Oh no. They only want Jeremiah for one reason or another. I'm still trying to figure out why but I can't understand it. Maybe it has something to do with how smart he is. He is very smart for a seven-year-old, smarter than most seven-year-olds. Yeah. That has to be it. They only want Jeremiah for his brain.

Well, it won't matter, because he's far away and he's safe.

Or so I thought.

"Cody!"

"Yes mom?" I asked as I lifted my head, the strength suddenly returning to me. I didn't feel any pain. Everything was numb. I knew if I moved later it would hurt much more, but I didn't care.

"I didn't say anything, honey," she said as she looked down at me.

"But I just heard someone say my name."

"Cody! Mommy! Up here!"

Lifting my head a huge smile broke onto my face as Zack and Jeremiah suddenly dropped in. I jumped up and ran over to my brothers and threw my arms around them in a tight hug. Tears slipped down my cheeks but these tears were tears of happiness, not pain. I had my brothers back. My family was back together again and that was all I could ask for. I pulled away and moved so they could see mom. Gasping, Zack rushed to her side. He kneeled down next to her and placed a hand on her shoulder.

"How'd you gets get here?" I asked breathlessly.

-Flashback- (Normal POV)

"Jeremiah. We have to find them. You all ready said that they're at a warehouse," Zack said as he paced their bedroom.

"I think I can get us there….using my mind," he mumbled as he watched his brother.

"How?"

"Dunno. Just let me concentrate," he responded as he grasped Zack's hand. He closed his eyes and pictured the warehouse, Butch, Sarah, Cody, and Carey. Beads of sweat started to form on his head he was concentrating so hard. Suddenly he felt really light, like the wind. Opening his eyes slightly he saw colors whirling underneath him and Zack. He shut them again and a few minutes later he landed on his feet.

He opened his eyes and gasped. They weren't at the Tipton anymore. They were on top of the warehouses on the outskirts of Boston. Zack stared at his brother in amazement as Jeremiah searched the top of it to find a way inside. He spotted a vent and removed the covering. If they slid down it would e a steep drop.

That was a chance they were willing to take.

-End Flashback- (Back to Cody's POV)

"After we got in we tried to figure out where you were by listening for you. That didn't work so Jeremiah started to concentrate to see if he could feel Cody's or mom's "aura" so to speak. Once we got closer it got stronger until we figured out we were above you. So we dropped in and here we are," Zack finished. He turned to his mom and asked, "Mom? What happened to you? What'd they do?" He pressed his cheek against hers and hugged her.

"How come you aint hurt, Cody?" Jeremiah suddenly asked.

"I feel numb," was my mumbled reply. "I can't feel any pain so I might as well move now and suffer later." I held Jeremiah in my arms and he had a strange look in his eyes. It was a mixture of revelation, confusion, and pain. He moved closer to my body in fear. I was about to ask why he was afraid when we heard the footsteps. Soon Butch and Sarah walked up to the cell smirking.

"Well isn't this nice. A little family reunion. And we weren't invited! Jeremiah, aren't we part of your family?" Butch asked in a mocking voice.

"I know I'm the one you want. Leave my family alone. Take me," he said from my arms.

"Jeremiah, no!" Zack called.

"But they'll leave you alone!"

"But they'll kill you instead! And I'm not going to let that happen! Not if I can die in your place," I responded as I tightened my grip on him as if he were going to escape from my arms in any moment.

Butch and Sarah laughed maliciously as Jeremiah and I blocked our ears from the laughter. A sudden clicking sound filled the air and we looked up only for our faces to pale almost immediately. Butch had a gun aimed at my face, but then he would move it to Jeremiah and back to me. He suddenly lowered it and gazed at Zack, Jeremiah, and I as if he were seeing us for the first time.

"I never realized how much they look the same." He muttered to himself.

"You bastard! Just get the kid and let's go! He's all we need. We can kill the rest later!" Sarah snapped at him.

"No," he responded in a dark voice.

"No!" Sarah repeated.

"I want them to suffer first," he responded as he grabbed Zack by the arm and threw him across the room as if her were a rag doll. He landed on his side and before he could move he got a swift kick to his stomach. He cried out in pain as Butch continued to kick and punch him. Butch grabbed him by the hair and lifted him up so his blue-green eyes could peer into cold gray ones. He smashed his forehead against Zack's and Zack fell to the ground rolling around in pain. Using the butt of his gun, he smacked Zack across the face. Then he lay on the ground panting and moving slowly from the pain. Jeremiah and I dropped to his side as a movement caught out eye.

It was mom.

She stood and was quickly making her way towards us; that motherly look in her eye. She would make everything better. I knew she would. But that good feeling passed once Jeremiah suddenly shouted, "NO!"

Looking past her I saw Sarah holding up her gun and aiming it at her back. She had a twisted look in her eye and I could tell she was on something, She couldn't hold the gun straight. As she fired the bullet whizzed past her head and mom stopped momentarily but kept making her way to us.

"Fucking crystal!" Sarah spat as she backed away and tried to aim her gun at Carey again, but Butch knocked her out of the way.

"Let a man finish this!" He snarled and raised his gun. The gun caught our shocked expressions as he pointed it.

Butch aimed the gun, and with a final pull of the trigger, shot the bullet. It sped through the air, and as mom looked back, she felt something hit her in the neck. She immediately grabbed her neck and fell to the floor, wriggling around as the blood started to ooze out of her. Butch looked at the dying woman, and smiled before he suddenly dropped his gun on the floor. Mom looked at her three sons, for the last time, and said," I love you." She closed her eyes and everything went black, then white. She had made it to heaven.

"Noooooooo!" Jeremiah screamed.

"Moooooom!" I yelled.

"Mom! Noo! Not you! Not you!" Zack wailed.

Time seemed to slow down as the puddle around my mom got bigger and bigger. Zack, Jeremiah, and I rushed to our mother's side and shook her. We knew it wouldn't do any good, but we had to try! We murmured words like,"Mom. Get up." and "Don't leave us!" Sarah and Butch seemed frozen to the spot as they stared at us grieving over our dead mother.

"I love you mom. I always will. I will never forget you. We will protect Jeremiah. We promise. We promise," I murmured as I cried into my mother's cheek. I kissed it softly and it all ready felt cold. Zack and Jeremiah were crying heavily next to me over our loss. 'How could they do this to us?'

"Go ahead," I muttered darkly as I stood.

"What're you talking about?" Zack asked as he and Jeremiah also stood up.

I ignored him as I responded, "Go ahead and take him! You broke our family apart just because you wanted him, SO go and take him!"

"Cody," Jeremiah whimpered.

"GO! I HATE YOU, JEREMIAH! YOU KILLED MY DAD AND MY MOM! I HATE YOU! I HATE YOU! JUST GO AHEAD AND TAKE HIM! I DON'T WANT TO SEE HIM EVER AGAIN!" I yelled as I shoved him at Sarah and Butch. He lost his balance and fell over, staring back at me with wide eyes filled with fear. His face blurred as my eyes swam with tears.

Butch lifted Jeremiah over his shoulder and he and Sarah ran off as fast as they could. I didn't move from my spot as I glared at Jeremiah, panting heavily. Zack was took shocked to move. Before Jeremiah disappeared he whispered, "I'm sorry."

Then he was gone.

"CODY! HOW COULD YOU DO THAT?" Zack yelled. I turned to face him only to meet a punch to my face. I fell to the ground and held my throbbing cheek. I whimpered as Zack gave me the worst glare I have ever received from him. "THANKS TO YOU JEREMIAH'S GONE! HE COULD DIE WITH THEM! DON'T YOU UNDERSTAND?" Without waiting for a reply Zack charged out of the cell and ran after the captors, screaming Jeremiah's name.

For the first time in my life, I was alone.

I was raising hell as far as I could tell.

And now I'm all alone, alone in this world.

Alone.

A/N: I just wanted to ask a question. Should I change the title of this fic so it would attract more readers and I can get more reviews? If you think so, send me your suggestions in your review. Thanks! Oh, and the song is called Rooftops by Melissa McClellan. It goes great with a Heart vid on youtube. Type in The Heart is Deceitful-Jeremiah. You should watch it. It is so sad. But great. You have to listen to it when you see the song lyrics so it can give you the full affect of what's happening.