Ghost?
TWs: Child abuse, dehumanization(?). hi i didnt forget about my boy whatre you talking about finally managed to write something :) i barely checked this over so it isnt the best but its mine so :D
@cupcakes-and-pain @maracujatangerine
I sat behind the boxes again. Jake said I shouldn’t have to hide like that, but Jake isn’t here and he can’t do anything anyways. Jake is nice, though, ‘cus he always gives me candies at the library. And sometimes he- oh no.
“Jaxton. Get over here. Now.” Mr. Anderson snapped, standing at the top of the basement stairs. I slowly unhid myself, and walked up the stairs. I didn’t speak, cus last time he got really really mad and made me wear a bark collar. I still can’t talk without flinching.
“Why did the school call me.” It wasn’t a question. I didn’t look at him, already feeling numb. Hopefully he’ll just lock me out again, anything is better than the freezer. Well, except maybe the doghouse, if he chains me up again. That was the worst week.
“.....sorry, sir….” I mumbled eventually, when Mr. Anderson started doing that weird foot-tapping and heavy breathing thing he always did when he was angry. He scoffed, before shoving me back and pointing down the stairs. I felt numb and distant already, as he pointed at the freezer.
“Get your pathetic ass in there.” He shoved me again, and I nearly fell down the stairs. I could hear his footsteps behind me, before Mrs. Anderson called out.
“No, no, dear. I called the repair men over, remember? Put him in his doghouse, or the attic.” I stared at the floor. Maybe I’ll get the attic? Please?
“Darling, we had to get rid of the doghouse last week. And he is far too loud for the attic, the bastard will do something for attention. You know how he is.” I glanced up at Mr. Anderson, starting to feel hopeful. I ignored Mrs. Anderson’s reply, waiting to be told to go outside. They only ever let me out of the house for school, and…. Er. Anyways, I get to go outside now! They don’t trust me in the house while other people are over, unless I’m in the freezer or wearing the collar. But the collar is gone now, cus I buried it at the park, so they gotta let me outside!
Mr. Anderson shoved me for the third time, towards the front door. I stumbled up the stairs, running out of the house as fast as I could. I ran to the library, knowing Jake would be there. He’s always there.
“Jesus, runt! What’s up with you, huh?” He yelled out, standing just in front of the library. I smiled awkwardly at him, shrugging. Talking was still hard some days, but Jake said it’d get better, and Jake is always right. Kinda. Sometimes.
“Out, out of, of the house.” I mumbled, breathing heavily from the run. Talking was hard, and I always struggled to talk loud enough after the collar.
“They let you out today? That’s… Uh, nice. Say, the library just got more books, and Ms. Lydia said they have more snake books.” He smiled at me, and I smiled right back at the mention of snakes. Snakes are awesome, and cool, but not as cool as dragons.
I flinched a little as he grabbed my wrist, but he was really soft and nice, so I didn’t pull away. I followed behind him, and he brought me to our normal spot, but this time it had a red bean bag chair. I flopped down into it, and Jake went over to talk to the library person. I hope the new books were more focused on snakes, though. One book was just about people, and why they cared about snakes, but the actual snake part was really small and not very fun.
“Hey, buddy. You’re real quiet today. Well, quieter than normal. It’s like I have my own little ghost.” Jake was crouching next to me, when did he get there? And- wait.
“.....Ghost?” Ghost was nice, that was a nice name. Better than Jaxton, though. Jaxton was cool, but not as cool as Ghost. “That’s my name now.” I decided, and Jake just looked at me. He shook his head, before nodding and smiling at me again. Weird.
“Okay, then. They’re still unpacking the books, so we need to wait for a bit, buddy. But, I got a brand new coloring book for you, AND it has dragons.” He handed me a book and some colored pencils. I started flipping through the coloring book because dragons are awesome and cool and amazing and needed to be colored immediately. Jake just laughed and ruffled my hair before grabbing his book and sitting down next to me.
I made sure my dragons were the most colorfullest things ever, cus dragons are the best and being just one color is boring and sad. Dragons are cool, but I don’t like hydras, because with their heads you can have lotsa friends, but only if you hurt the first friend, and that’s sad and mean. My favorite favorite dragon is Toothless, but I don’t like how normal he acts. Like, he was ‘sposed to be feral, and dragony, but he acts really human later on. I feel like Hiccup should’ve become more dragony, cus being a dragon is far better than being a human. But my favorite dragon that Hiccup petted was the speedstingers, cus they look like velociraptors from Jurassic park and that’s really really cool.
“Buddy, you doing good? You know, the name ‘Ghost’ is starting to fit you more and more, bud. C’mon, talk to me.” I huffed, pouting at Jake but he pulled my coloring book away and I had to throw a pencil at him for that crime.
“Uh, hi. I was-” I flinched, breath hitching as I grabbed at my throat. Jake just hummed, patting my knee gently. I rubbed at my neck, not feeling the collar and sighing a little. “Was coloring my, er, dra-gons.” My voice cracked and I wasn’t able to talk louder than a whisper, but I was talking, and that was nice. Talking was really hard, especially when someone made me do it. But Jake was nice, and he never yelled at me, or made me speak louder, or told me to shut up, so he made it fun.
“And, and there was a kitty. Wi-th my dragons, and that was nice.” I smiled at Jake, and he smiled back at me and ruffled my hair again. I liked it when he ruffled my hair, it felt nice and he never yanked like the other kids at school, and he was always really soft and nice and just really cool. I wanted to talk more, but my throat hurt and I was tired and talking was hard. I shook my head, and Jake sighed before giving me my lollipop, and it was chocolate which was the best flavour.
“Okay, buddy. Guess you’ll just be my little shadow today, huh? My very own Ghost.” I nodded, and Jake smiled again. He smiled a lot, and always had snacks or bandaids on him which was nice, and he always made sure to help me with my homework if it was too hard. He was really good at math, since he was a junior, and he made math easy to do.
Jake gave me back my coloring book, and I started humming around my lollipop. I hurt my throat a little, but it was nice and Jake gave me another lollipop for it so I kept at it. I liked making Jake happy, it’s easy and he never gets mad when I mess something up or don’t wanna do something. Jake is nice. He never forgets about me, and he even lets me play on his phone if I get really super bored. He said he’d help me get out of the house more often, too, but I dunno. No one ever cares about what happens in the house. I hope Jake doesn’t leave like the others did, when they found out about the house. Jake can’t leave me, though, he promised and even pinky sweared to stay. He won’t leave me behind.
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