Taking Chances, Learning to Love
"What are you talking about, Jon?" Russ asked, pulling the boy inside. Cole and Hailey watched with concern at the doorway. "Cole, remember where I showed you the rags were? Go get a few. Hailey, go get that first aid thing," Russ directed.
Jamie walked in and Jon screamed, expecting it to be his dad. "Jon, calm down, who did this to you?" Jamie asked as she quickly put the grocheries down. "Some druggie..I, I don't know his name. I think it was Ty, or somethin'. My dad came and saw him, and when he was about to shoot the guy Ty said that he had seen me running from you. He reconized you, Russ!" Jon exclaimed, his voice growing higher.
Cole and Hailey appeared. Jamie cleaned up Jon's wounds. He had a split lip, and a large gash on his forehead. His knees and arms were also pretty messed up. "Jon, Hailey, Cole I want you guys to go hide, okay?" Jamie instructed.
"Hide?!" Russ asked in surprise. "Russ, if Jon's father comes, he'll probably be stoned and go for the easiest ones first. Which is obviously the kids with no weapons. They need to hide, and we need to call TC and be prepared." Jamie explained patiently.
"Oh, right." he mumbled.
"Where do we hide?" Cole asked. "Russ, show them," Jamie mumbled as she gathered up the bloody rags and threw them aside. Russ led the kids around the house fast. He didn't want them to get hurt, but there were few places in the apartment. He then remembered the split-level type attic (I'm not sure if they really had one, but oh well). He helped them up the attic stairs. The stairs were rusty and not very safe, so he practically had to lift them up there.
He looked around. Then he noticed the loft, that Jamie had thought about turning into a room. Maybe...No, he shook the thought out of his head...They couldn't keep 2 kids. He ushered them up the loft stairs and practically shoved them into the closet that had shelves and clothes that easily held them, since they were so small.
He was turning around when Jon grabbed his arm. "Russ, I'm sorry. If I hadn't been stupid, this wouldn't have happened. Don't get hurt, or Jamie either. Please," he begged with tears in his eyes. Russ hugged him and assured him, "don't worry, Jon. We'll be fine. You'll don't make any noise."
Russ was halfway down the stairs when he heard Jamie scream. He ran down there and saw Jon's father with his arm around Jamie's neck, witha gun aimed...
"What are you talking about, Jon?" Russ asked, pulling the boy inside. Cole and Hailey watched with concern at the doorway. "Cole, remember where I showed you the rags were? Go get a few. Hailey, go get that first aid thing," Russ directed.
Jamie walked in and Jon screamed, expecting it to be his dad. "Jon, calm down, who did this to you?" Jamie asked as she quickly put the grocheries down. "Some druggie..I, I don't know his name. I think it was Ty, or somethin'. My dad came and saw him, and when he was about to shoot the guy Ty said that he had seen me running from you. He reconized you, Russ!" Jon exclaimed, his voice growing higher.
Cole and Hailey appeared. Jamie cleaned up Jon's wounds. He had a split lip, and a large gash on his forehead. His knees and arms were also pretty messed up. "Jon, Hailey, Cole I want you guys to go hide, okay?" Jamie instructed.
"Hide?!" Russ asked in surprise. "Russ, if Jon's father comes, he'll probably be stoned and go for the easiest ones first. Which is obviously the kids with no weapons. They need to hide, and we need to call TC and be prepared." Jamie explained patiently.
"Oh, right." he mumbled.
"Where do we hide?" Cole asked. "Russ, show them," Jamie mumbled as she gathered up the bloody rags and threw them aside. Russ led the kids around the house fast. He didn't want them to get hurt, but there were few places in the apartment. He then remembered the split-level type attic (I'm not sure if they really had one, but oh well). He helped them up the attic stairs. The stairs were rusty and not very safe, so he practically had to lift them up there.
He looked around. Then he noticed the loft, that Jamie had thought about turning into a room. Maybe...No, he shook the thought out of his head...They couldn't keep 2 kids. He ushered them up the loft stairs and practically shoved them into the closet that had shelves and clothes that easily held them, since they were so small.
He was turning around when Jon grabbed his arm. "Russ, I'm sorry. If I hadn't been stupid, this wouldn't have happened. Don't get hurt, or Jamie either. Please," he begged with tears in his eyes. Russ hugged him and assured him, "don't worry, Jon. We'll be fine. You'll don't make any noise."
Russ was halfway down the stairs when he heard Jamie scream. He ran down there and saw Jon's father with his arm around Jamie's neck, witha gun aimed...