Author's Note: Thanks to everyone for the great reviews. I really
appreciate them, please keep them coming.
To Bleu-Woulfe: This really has no certain time period. You can say that the time period is between the time Tommy first came to Angel Grove and Zack moved away. Some where around there. As for the plot, I cannot give much away, sorry. But I think you'll find it interesting if you decide to keep reading. Thanks for the information on the paragraphs, I've been getting a lot of complaints about my formatting, but I can't change it until I figure out some way to get Microsoft Word.
Disclaimer: Don't own em, Disney, Saban, Altavista, and whoever else owns em all. I'm only using them for entertainment purposes. Need I keep saying this?
Chapter 9
Billy woke up early that morning to a bright light shining in his
eyes. "What's going on?" he mumbled.
"Don't worry about it. It's just my parents; they just got
home," Tommy responded from his bed.
Jason propped himself up on his elbows and looked around, trying
to get his eyes to focus properly. "Don't you think we should let them
know we're here?" he asked, as Tommy's dad came in the door.
"No need. He already knows," Tommy joked.
His dad smiled at them. "Good morning. Hello Jason, Billy," he
said.
"Dad, I hope you don't mind. I invited everyone over late last
night. Jason had a problem and he needed our help. It was pretty late
when we got done, so I just told them to crash here for the night.
Trini and Kimberly are in the guest room," he explained, as his mother
came into the room, smiling.
"It's fine Tommy. Are you boys hungry?" she asked. Billy and
Jason nodded. "Ok. Breakfast will be done shortly. Any preferences?"
she asked.
The guys shook their heads. "Make whatever you want, Mom." Tommy
replied.
"Ok," she said, leaving the room. His dad was about to leave when
he noticed the bruises on Jason's arm.
"Jason, what happened to your arm?" he asked.
"I uh, walked into a door. It was quite late when I got home this
morning and still dark, so I accidentally walked into the door" he
lied, and badly, at that.
Tommy's dad shook his head. "No you didn't," he said.
"Pardon me?" Jason said.
"Tommy walked into a door when he was three and he didn't get a
bruise that looked like that," he said, taking a closer look. He
frowned then, and looked at Jason. "Are you getting hit at home?" he
asked.
Jason shook his head. "No. I told you, I walked into a door," he
said.
Tommy pulled him aside then. "Jase, it's ok. My dad can help you.
He won't tell anyone, I promise." he said, looking expectantly at his
friend.
Finally Jason gave in and nodded. "Ok. I guess your right, it
won't hurt to tell your dad," he said, as they went back over to join
the group.
"Jason, you need to tell me the truth. Child abuse is a serious
crime, and whoever is doing this to you could go to prison for life,"
he said.
"No!!!" He yelled, a little louder than he had meant to. "I mean,
I don't want them to go to prison. He doesn't mean to do it," he
blurted out.
"So you admit it. You are getting abused. By who?" he asked.
Jason sighed. He had to tell the truth now. "My dad," he mumbled,
hoping that Tommy's father wouldn't be able to hear him.
"Excuse me? What did you say?" Tommy's father asked him. "My dad.
It doesn't happen all the time, just when he gets drunk," he said.
"Which is pretty much every night," Billy put in. Tommy nodded.
"Jason, how long has this been going on? Did he just start?" he
asked. He shook his head. "No. It's been happening for two years. Since
I was 15," he told the older man.
"Why didn't you ever tell anyone? When something like this
happens, you need to tell someone. Did anyone else know that this was
going on?" Tommy's father asked him.
Jason nodded. "Yes. I told Tommy and Billy. Eventually Kimberly
and Trini found out, but I made them promise not to tell anyone," he
said.
He shook his head. "That's not good. Your dad could have been
getting help long before this," he said.
"I know. But I didn't want anyone to know. I figured it would
just all go away, I guess. Or, at least, I had hoped it would," he
said, as Billy put an arm around him.
"Jason, that's what you have friends for. But when it comes to
something like this, you shouldn't just tell your friends, you should
tell a counselor or someone you trust," he said softly.
"Billy's right. Jason, I need you to promise me something. If
this ever happens again, and I have a feeling it probably will, you
need to tell someone, preferably me, right away, ok? You can come to
me. I can help you, and I will. I promise. But I need to know, ok?" he
said.
Jason nodded. "I promise." he said, sitting down on the bed.
Tommy's mother stuck her head in the room. "Breakfast is ready,
for anyone who is hungry," she said, a little too cheerfully
considering how early it was. "Go wake up the girls and tell them they
can come down for breakfast if they want to." she told them, leaving
the room.
"Come on, I'm starving." Billy said.
"Your always hungry." Jason replied, playfully shoving him out of
the doorway. They made their way to the guestroom to wake up the girls.
"Kimberly, Trini, come on. Time to get up." Billy said, gently
shaking them awake.
Trini grabbed her pillow and smacked him with it. "Youch. Now you
know why I never stay with them in the same room," he joked.
"Let's try this," Jason suggested, going over to the bed. "Trini,
Kimberly, if you two are hungry I suggest you get up, before Billy and
Tommy eat everything." he said, whispering in their ears. Then he
picked up Trini's discarded pillow and smacked her back.
She jumped up in a flame and looked straight at him. "JASON! I'm
going to get you!" she yelled playfully, jumping up and running after
him. He ran out of the room, with the guys and Kimberly in hot pursuit.
Up Next: Breakfast talks, and new ranger meets old ranger.
To Bleu-Woulfe: This really has no certain time period. You can say that the time period is between the time Tommy first came to Angel Grove and Zack moved away. Some where around there. As for the plot, I cannot give much away, sorry. But I think you'll find it interesting if you decide to keep reading. Thanks for the information on the paragraphs, I've been getting a lot of complaints about my formatting, but I can't change it until I figure out some way to get Microsoft Word.
Disclaimer: Don't own em, Disney, Saban, Altavista, and whoever else owns em all. I'm only using them for entertainment purposes. Need I keep saying this?
Chapter 9
Billy woke up early that morning to a bright light shining in his
eyes. "What's going on?" he mumbled.
"Don't worry about it. It's just my parents; they just got
home," Tommy responded from his bed.
Jason propped himself up on his elbows and looked around, trying
to get his eyes to focus properly. "Don't you think we should let them
know we're here?" he asked, as Tommy's dad came in the door.
"No need. He already knows," Tommy joked.
His dad smiled at them. "Good morning. Hello Jason, Billy," he
said.
"Dad, I hope you don't mind. I invited everyone over late last
night. Jason had a problem and he needed our help. It was pretty late
when we got done, so I just told them to crash here for the night.
Trini and Kimberly are in the guest room," he explained, as his mother
came into the room, smiling.
"It's fine Tommy. Are you boys hungry?" she asked. Billy and
Jason nodded. "Ok. Breakfast will be done shortly. Any preferences?"
she asked.
The guys shook their heads. "Make whatever you want, Mom." Tommy
replied.
"Ok," she said, leaving the room. His dad was about to leave when
he noticed the bruises on Jason's arm.
"Jason, what happened to your arm?" he asked.
"I uh, walked into a door. It was quite late when I got home this
morning and still dark, so I accidentally walked into the door" he
lied, and badly, at that.
Tommy's dad shook his head. "No you didn't," he said.
"Pardon me?" Jason said.
"Tommy walked into a door when he was three and he didn't get a
bruise that looked like that," he said, taking a closer look. He
frowned then, and looked at Jason. "Are you getting hit at home?" he
asked.
Jason shook his head. "No. I told you, I walked into a door," he
said.
Tommy pulled him aside then. "Jase, it's ok. My dad can help you.
He won't tell anyone, I promise." he said, looking expectantly at his
friend.
Finally Jason gave in and nodded. "Ok. I guess your right, it
won't hurt to tell your dad," he said, as they went back over to join
the group.
"Jason, you need to tell me the truth. Child abuse is a serious
crime, and whoever is doing this to you could go to prison for life,"
he said.
"No!!!" He yelled, a little louder than he had meant to. "I mean,
I don't want them to go to prison. He doesn't mean to do it," he
blurted out.
"So you admit it. You are getting abused. By who?" he asked.
Jason sighed. He had to tell the truth now. "My dad," he mumbled,
hoping that Tommy's father wouldn't be able to hear him.
"Excuse me? What did you say?" Tommy's father asked him. "My dad.
It doesn't happen all the time, just when he gets drunk," he said.
"Which is pretty much every night," Billy put in. Tommy nodded.
"Jason, how long has this been going on? Did he just start?" he
asked. He shook his head. "No. It's been happening for two years. Since
I was 15," he told the older man.
"Why didn't you ever tell anyone? When something like this
happens, you need to tell someone. Did anyone else know that this was
going on?" Tommy's father asked him.
Jason nodded. "Yes. I told Tommy and Billy. Eventually Kimberly
and Trini found out, but I made them promise not to tell anyone," he
said.
He shook his head. "That's not good. Your dad could have been
getting help long before this," he said.
"I know. But I didn't want anyone to know. I figured it would
just all go away, I guess. Or, at least, I had hoped it would," he
said, as Billy put an arm around him.
"Jason, that's what you have friends for. But when it comes to
something like this, you shouldn't just tell your friends, you should
tell a counselor or someone you trust," he said softly.
"Billy's right. Jason, I need you to promise me something. If
this ever happens again, and I have a feeling it probably will, you
need to tell someone, preferably me, right away, ok? You can come to
me. I can help you, and I will. I promise. But I need to know, ok?" he
said.
Jason nodded. "I promise." he said, sitting down on the bed.
Tommy's mother stuck her head in the room. "Breakfast is ready,
for anyone who is hungry," she said, a little too cheerfully
considering how early it was. "Go wake up the girls and tell them they
can come down for breakfast if they want to." she told them, leaving
the room.
"Come on, I'm starving." Billy said.
"Your always hungry." Jason replied, playfully shoving him out of
the doorway. They made their way to the guestroom to wake up the girls.
"Kimberly, Trini, come on. Time to get up." Billy said, gently
shaking them awake.
Trini grabbed her pillow and smacked him with it. "Youch. Now you
know why I never stay with them in the same room," he joked.
"Let's try this," Jason suggested, going over to the bed. "Trini,
Kimberly, if you two are hungry I suggest you get up, before Billy and
Tommy eat everything." he said, whispering in their ears. Then he
picked up Trini's discarded pillow and smacked her back.
She jumped up in a flame and looked straight at him. "JASON! I'm
going to get you!" she yelled playfully, jumping up and running after
him. He ran out of the room, with the guys and Kimberly in hot pursuit.
Up Next: Breakfast talks, and new ranger meets old ranger.