Chapter Nineteen – Abby's Tears
.:.Flashback.:. Abby came through the front door smiling, and then spotted little Drew and Greg holding each other. Looking confused, she noticed that they were crying. "Um... is everything alright?" She asked tilting her head a bit. Greg sniffed and held Drew closer as he told him to go up stairs. Jumping from his fathers lap he grabbed his shirt and ran up to his room. "Ok, Greg, is there something I should know about?" Abby asked setting her car keys on the hook near the door.
Greg stood up and wiped away the tears from his eyes. His face was full of sadness and he looked extremely tired. Digging his hands into his pockets he managed to get his normal kind tone back. "Abby, we have some issues to take care of." He said sternly but in a worried voice. Abby looked worry and confused as she walked into the kitchen and turned on some lights. "Sure... what is the problem?" "It's about Drew," Greg said resting his hand on the door banister. "Is he hurt? Did something happen at school? What is it?" Abby asked.
Greg sighed and looked down while rubbing his sore eyes from his crying. "Drew is being physically abused at school." When Abby heard this face when from her natural light peach skin color to moon white. "Physically abused?" She asked raising both of her eyebrows in confusion. "Yeah," Greg said in a hollow voice coming to sit down in a chair and Abby did the same. "What is happening to him?" She asked in a very worried tone.
"Drew told me that boys at school are whipping him against his back." Greg said on the verge of crying again. "Whipping!?" Abby roared jumping out of her seat in total shock. "What the hell are you talking about?!" She screamed. "Abigail please sit down, listen to me!" Greg said getting up and trying to calm her down. "No!" She said waving a finger in his face. "Who is whipping my son, and with what? And why!?" Abby's body was starting to shake as little tears ran down her face. "I don't know who, and I don't know with what, but we both are going to get to the bottom of this I promise." Greg said wrapping his arms around Abby so she would calm down. "Why did they hurt him?" Abby whispered crying on Greg's shoulder. "I don't know...maybe you should go spend some time with Drew." Greg said running his fingers through his hair.
Breaking their hug Abby nodded and took his hands as they went upstairs to see little Drew. Not realizing little Drakken didn't feel good and decided to take a shower. He walked out of the bathroom with a little white towel around his waste and slammed the door as they came up. Putting on a new fresh T-Shirt and a pair of pants he went under his bed and pulled open a trapped door. Looking down he pulled out a flashlight and shown it over a whole bunch of white paper. Shuffling a little bit through it he found 6 colored pencils and some fresh paper and then sat on his bed after shutting the door down.
Abby held Greg's hand as they slightly knocked on the door. "Hunny, its mom... I was wondering if we could talk with you." She asked kindly waiting for a response from her son. Drew looked up from his drawling and pushed his wet black hair out of his face. "You can come in mom." He said weakly as she came into the room with Greg behind her. "Hi baby," She said walking over and sitting next to her. "Are you ok?" She asked as he hugged her and she ran her fingers through his black hair. "I don't feel good." He said holding on to her tightly. "I need to talk to you about what has been happening at school." She then said kneeling down and holding both of his small hands. Drakken bit his lower lip and he knew he had to tell his mother what was going on and why.
"Ok," Drew said looking into her crystal blue eyes that were swelled up with clear tears. Taking one more deep breath Drakken was ready to his mother everything she needed to know...
.:. Hahaha yes yall I so know im evil! lol! Hope you all are doing well, oh and thank you so much for your kind reviews!!! You're all the best! G2G, ill update tomorrow. Ciao !!! .:.
.:.Flashback.:. Abby came through the front door smiling, and then spotted little Drew and Greg holding each other. Looking confused, she noticed that they were crying. "Um... is everything alright?" She asked tilting her head a bit. Greg sniffed and held Drew closer as he told him to go up stairs. Jumping from his fathers lap he grabbed his shirt and ran up to his room. "Ok, Greg, is there something I should know about?" Abby asked setting her car keys on the hook near the door.
Greg stood up and wiped away the tears from his eyes. His face was full of sadness and he looked extremely tired. Digging his hands into his pockets he managed to get his normal kind tone back. "Abby, we have some issues to take care of." He said sternly but in a worried voice. Abby looked worry and confused as she walked into the kitchen and turned on some lights. "Sure... what is the problem?" "It's about Drew," Greg said resting his hand on the door banister. "Is he hurt? Did something happen at school? What is it?" Abby asked.
Greg sighed and looked down while rubbing his sore eyes from his crying. "Drew is being physically abused at school." When Abby heard this face when from her natural light peach skin color to moon white. "Physically abused?" She asked raising both of her eyebrows in confusion. "Yeah," Greg said in a hollow voice coming to sit down in a chair and Abby did the same. "What is happening to him?" She asked in a very worried tone.
"Drew told me that boys at school are whipping him against his back." Greg said on the verge of crying again. "Whipping!?" Abby roared jumping out of her seat in total shock. "What the hell are you talking about?!" She screamed. "Abigail please sit down, listen to me!" Greg said getting up and trying to calm her down. "No!" She said waving a finger in his face. "Who is whipping my son, and with what? And why!?" Abby's body was starting to shake as little tears ran down her face. "I don't know who, and I don't know with what, but we both are going to get to the bottom of this I promise." Greg said wrapping his arms around Abby so she would calm down. "Why did they hurt him?" Abby whispered crying on Greg's shoulder. "I don't know...maybe you should go spend some time with Drew." Greg said running his fingers through his hair.
Breaking their hug Abby nodded and took his hands as they went upstairs to see little Drew. Not realizing little Drakken didn't feel good and decided to take a shower. He walked out of the bathroom with a little white towel around his waste and slammed the door as they came up. Putting on a new fresh T-Shirt and a pair of pants he went under his bed and pulled open a trapped door. Looking down he pulled out a flashlight and shown it over a whole bunch of white paper. Shuffling a little bit through it he found 6 colored pencils and some fresh paper and then sat on his bed after shutting the door down.
Abby held Greg's hand as they slightly knocked on the door. "Hunny, its mom... I was wondering if we could talk with you." She asked kindly waiting for a response from her son. Drew looked up from his drawling and pushed his wet black hair out of his face. "You can come in mom." He said weakly as she came into the room with Greg behind her. "Hi baby," She said walking over and sitting next to her. "Are you ok?" She asked as he hugged her and she ran her fingers through his black hair. "I don't feel good." He said holding on to her tightly. "I need to talk to you about what has been happening at school." She then said kneeling down and holding both of his small hands. Drakken bit his lower lip and he knew he had to tell his mother what was going on and why.
"Ok," Drew said looking into her crystal blue eyes that were swelled up with clear tears. Taking one more deep breath Drakken was ready to his mother everything she needed to know...
.:. Hahaha yes yall I so know im evil! lol! Hope you all are doing well, oh and thank you so much for your kind reviews!!! You're all the best! G2G, ill update tomorrow. Ciao !!! .:.