Another scar

Chapter 10

Confessions

The police station wasn't that far from the hospital, so Jackson decided to walk to it, he didn't have a car anyways.

When he arrived, he was greeted by the police officer who caught him the last time.

" well , Cody Jackson , what brings you here ? , as far as I know this is the last place you would rather be in " , the officer said , suspecting Jackson .

"Sir, I know I did lots of bad decisions in my life, but what I'm about to do now, is not one of them, please give me a chance, sir ".

The man scanned Jackson's face, and felt that he was saying the truth, so he decided to grant him what he asked for.

"Alright, but it better be something important ".

Jackson nodded. "Sir, I know a bunch of dangerous drug dealers, and I can tell you their whereabouts, they sell drugs to kids, and they were involved in some serious theft and murder crimes, but they are not easy to catch or to convict, they hide their tracks pretty well, but I have information that can expose them".

The officer looked at Jackson carefully. " that's impressive , but , why should I believe you ? , you wouldn't know all of these stuff unless you were one of them , how should I know that you're just saying this to save yourself ? " .

Jackson laughed, which made the officer even more confused.

"Save myself from what sir? , jail? trust me, jail is going to be a whole lot better than what I got myself into by telling you this, by telling you this I'm risking my life, and I know that for sure, cause they killed my mom today cause somehow they knew she was a threat to them, I'm just doing it cause it's what she wanted before she died ".

The officer rubbed his forehead and sighed, "Ok, tell us what you know about them".

Jackson took a deep breath, and started telling them about everything he knew about those guys.

The investigation took about two hours, and then Jackson was free to go.

"Are you sure you don't need protection? " the police officer asked Jackson with concern.

Jackson shook his head. "No, I can handle myself pretty well".

"You know what Cody? you reminded me of your father , he was a great cop , and I was surprised that you didn't turn out to be like him , I thought you were a bad kid and that there is no hope in turning you into a good person , but I guess I miss judged you Cody , I'm proud of you , and I'm sure your dad would be too , and if you ever thought about being a cop , you are going to do one heck of a good job , after all , you know how those bastards think ".

Jackson put on a weak smile on his face, he wasn't in the mood to take jokes. He turned to face the door leading himself out of the station.

" what to do now ? " , he thought in the back of his mind , then he realized that he doesn't want to go back to the hospital so soon , cause if he did , all the things that happened are going to seem so real .

"But they are real", he told himself, he just doesn't want to believe it.

"I was so close, so close from having everything I ever wanted, and it wasn't even much, how can you get this close then it all fades away in a blink of an eye?"

Jackson kept walking with no certain destination, he needs to clear his head and convince himself that everything that has ever happened was real.

He sat on a bench; his legs led him to a small park. No one was there because it was dark, and it was late at night.

He felt something wet on his cheeks, it rolled down to his mouth, but it didn't taste salty, so it can't be his tear. He lifted his head up as more drops started falling.

"Great, it's raining"

He waited for a few more seconds before he decided that he should probably get back.

" damn it , could this day get even more worse than this ? " , he shouted . Jackson clearly lost it. His voice echoed through the whole park. He fell on his knees, his hands ripping the grass out of anger. he rested his head on the floor and closed his eyes and just let the tears fall , this time he was sure that those were really his tears , cause they were warm , unlike the rain that was so cold .

"Actually, yeah, your worst night mare has just begun".

Jackson slowly lifted his head up , first he saw shadows in front of him , then he raised his head even more to see a group of men standing in front of him .

"Get up", one of them lifted Jackson up from his collar, then he threw him back on the floor.

Jackson landed hard on his back, and it knocked out his breath. the man tried kicking him but Jackson avoided it , then in a few seconds he was up on his feet and he gave that guy one hell of a good punch on his nose causing it to bleed .

Then the other three guys standing next to them held Jackson back and then they started beating him up , one of them pushed Jackson to the floor again , then he pulled his knife out .

"Hold him, this is going to be fun, and so damn painful", the guy said to his partners.

So they pinned Jackson and made sure that he wouldn't move, he ripped Jackson's shirt and cut Jackson's chest. Jackson screamed in pain. it burned , and its hurt so bad , plus , the wound was so big , but it wasn't deep and the bleeding wasn't that much .

Jackson tried crawling away but the man pulled him back from his hair.

"Guys, do you think this is enough to teach him how to stay away from other people's business?" he asked.

"Probably, but it's not enough to teach him not to punch other people in their noses " , the other guy said , covering his bleeding nose.

"Ok, I obviously didn't do a good job in teaching him that so, be my guest", he moved away to allow his partner to do whatever that comes into his mind.

So he kicked Jackson in his wound, " ooooh , nasty , I like it " , one of the three commented . And Jackson's screams were horrible. But what drove those guys crazy, is that every time they beat him hard, he tries getting up again through all the pain he is feeling.

Even if Jackson was dying out of pain, he wasn't going to give up , even if it cost him his life . So he was on his feet again, bleeding from almost everywhere, his legs were shaking and they were barely holding him. He was swinging a little because he felt dizzy from losing too much blood. So they stopped trying to hold him back because he was too weak to defend himself.

The beating was intense, who ever knew Jackson and saw him now wouldn't recognize him, they kind of re-arranged his face, and he got stabbed from the back and in his stomach.

"I think he had enough already, so let's put an end to his torture and give him some peace ", they all agreed.

So one of his partners handed him a gun. "Any last words kid?" he asked Jackson, pointing the gun to his head .

"Yeah", Jackson replied, barely finding his voice.

" I – wish- fffor- you- to- ggo- to hell " , Jackson stuttered , then he spit on the man's shoes .

"Alright then", the man wrapped his finger around the trigger. "Say hi to your mom for me".

Jackson closed his eyes and prepared himself to face his fate

"No you don't", he heard someone saying. He opened his eyes and as usual, Asiah came to save the day. The man fired the gun but asiah pointed it up, and he was struggling to make that guy drop it from his hand, and even though they were both struggling, the man kept shooting everywhere, but the last shot hit the one place that it was supposed to miss.

"Jackson!" asiah yelled out his name. When the man turned to see what happened, asiah knocked the gun from his hand, and loren picked it up immediately.

The bullet hit Jackson's abdomen, it took him a while to realize why was everyone calling his name and staring at him. And he kind of figured out where all that blood in the floor came from. then the whole place started spinning around , and darkness slowly started to fading in , and that was the last thing he ever saw .