The Secret Jackson

Chapter 5

It's 2:55 in the morning, and I'm still thinking about Joseph. Visualizing what he did to me.. my breath shaking in fear to know I'm still in the same house as him. I can't sleep at all. I don't think I will ever again at this level. I lift my arm from the pillow onto my hair. I feel the Aces of pain when I press a little on it. I start to tear up throwing my arms back to my eyes.

My door slowly opens as I look at it with my heart racing in so many levels of fear. "Please don't be Joseph please don't be Joseph..." I yell in my head grabbing the covers pulling them up to my nostrils. Once a foot walks in, I immediately shut my eyes tight yelling everything I think of in my head.

I feel a soft tap on my shoulder and open my eyes wide screaming. "Shhhhh!!" Michael hisses covering my mouth quickly. "Your gonna wake up the dead!" He whispers sitting on my bed. I sigh in huge relief knowing it wasn't Joseph. He examines my face even tho it is dark. The moon shines through my huge window at night and it gives me the ability to see stuff pretty well. "You've been crying." He quietly says rubbing my arm. "I hate Joseph." I snap now in a pissed mood. "I hate him too. But you gotta except him. That's what I've always did." He says smiling trying to make me feel better.

"No. I swear to God I hate him." I snap with my voice louder. Michael slaps his hand on the bed getting my attention. "Quit saying that stuff. If it wasn't for him, we would all still live in that small house in Indiana. Joseph working at the steel mill, and all us 10 kids sharin the same bathroom, and bedrooms." I stare at him for a second in a stern expression. "No, your wrong. All the kids would be out of the house and with their own families except for me." I say laying up. "Oh shut up." He snaps getting up to stare out through the window.

I look at him as he sighs staring out of the tall big window. "Hey um, I really wanna thank you for helping me earlier today. If it wasn't for you, I'd probably be dead aha."  I laugh on purpose getting up from my bed standing beside him.

"Oh don't thank me, I just hate it when he use to beat us. Especially since we're grown up. It makes me furious." He replies putting his arm  around my shoulder dragging me closer to him. "And once I get my own house, you'll move in with me so you don't have to always be watched." He smiles looking down at me. "Really?! When are you getting one??" I practically yell in excitement. He kicks my butt with his back leg "you can never be quiet can you?" He laughs licking his lips. "No I seriously wanna know! I'll pack right now if it's tomorrow or what." I say whispering loudly. "Not so fast. It's in construction right now. It's on progress." He happily says with a yawn. "Perfect! I'm so excit- OWW!" I yell falling back. Michael sees at the right time and catches my fall. "Oh my god are you alright?!" He says In worry putting me in my bed. "I think it's my hair.." I say in misery squinting my eyes.

He puts his big hand on the back of my head and feels major heart beat thumps. "The hell..." He says to himself feeling more on the back. "Just leave it..just leave it." I say with low breathing forcefully putting his hands off my head. "N-no I need to see what's happenin!" He quietly yells bending down to his knees. "No stop! I'm fine..The pain is going away.." I say with my right hand pressing down on his making sure he doesn't touch it again. "Are you sure?!" He nervously says clearing his throat. "Yes.. Go to bed Mike. I need to rest now..I love you." I say but in my head, I'm screaming in terror pleading for help. "Good night Des. I love you too." He says slowly getting up to lightly kiss my cheek.

I see him walk out of my room looking back as he closes my door. Once the door is fully closed, I bust into tears. I can't take it anymore

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