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It was dark now, the sun wasn't beating so hard in his mind.
Lucas had gained some amount of awareness when the sun had settled.
Flashes of his childhood had kept his mind occupied through this endeavor. He missed everything. It had only been a couple days, he had guessed and now he was wrenching to see his mom again.
His heart was sad though, had his mom really regretted him being born? It had to be true, why would she tell him that if it wasn't true?
Nathan had been a pleasant surprise when they had made each other better. Only brothers would understand what that meant, only someone with that connection could ever feel a hint of that connection.
Dan wasn't so bad, yeah he would suck your life force until you were one of his shriveled up gophers, but he had tried. He had to give Dan that, the man had been cruel and horrible but he use to care.
Peyton was great, she listened without question. She was there when he needed to vent, she's actually give you advice it was the way she was. Her blond curls had driven him crazy, he wanted to so badly tug on them. He knew it was an odd fantasy but it was how he felt.
Brooke was something else. He had taken her for granted, and he'd have to live with that for the rest of his life. Which wouldn't be long if things were going to turn out the way he guessed they would.
Haley had been his guardian angel throughout the years; she had tried to protect him even though he was too stubborn to apply anything she said to his life. He regretted that now though.
He wanted his mother, he was strong willed but the pain he was facing scared him beyond anything he had ever had the unluckiness of experiencing.
His tears had dried up a long time ago; he had no strength left to struggle. Giving up was the only peace he had; it was the only alternative, the only way out.
Everyone thought he was heartless, he knew it, and he had learned to deal with it a long time ago.
One of his sons was missing, and he was searching for him. People had given him 'looks' and he didn't care.
Yes Lucas had betrayed him, but he was his son. Lucas was his flesh and blood, and as much as he had denied it . . . he loved him.
He had contacted a search and rescue team last night, they weren't going to be there until tomorrow morning.
That had left him flustered, he had money. He could pay them almost any asking price, but that wouldn't get them here any faster.
So he did the only reasonable thing he could. In his suit and tie, he searched for the missing boy.
He had come to the alley, maybe Karen was there and she could tell him if they knew anything new. Grasping the door handle he pulled the door open with little effort.
Clink!
What was that? No one was back here. Of all those years playing hide and go seek with Nathan, his curiosity had gotten the best of him. The sound had come from behind of that huge, ugly smelling Dumpster.
He knew that it would likely be a raccoon or something of the sort, but he had to make sure.
Dan froze in horror. "Lucas!" He had tried to scream, but had come out in a whisper.
The teen was covered in blood, so much of it. How could anyone sustain that much blood loss and live?
Lucas's head rested heavily on his once gray hoodie. Gashes and bruises decorated his face and arms, he wasn't moving. Dan couldn't even tell if his oldest son was even breathing.
Dan reached to Lucas's face and ripped the tape off. Lucas's lips were a dark azure.
A feeling of deep dread filled Dan, Lucas really wasn't breathing!
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