Miranda's pov
"No!!! Don't touch me!!! Mom's so mad!!" I set down a tray of food. "Your mom was bad. What she was doing to you was wrong! You have to eat." I say, kneeling beside him. "No. I can't. She'll hit me again! I know she will. I'm not allowed to eat!" I hug him and he shoves me back. "Your mother can't hurt you anymore. Just like my dad who hurt me can't hurt me anymore." The door opens and I see my younger brother. "Memphis?" Jeremy asks confused. "She's telling the truth, Jeremy! You can trust us." He says walking over. "B-But mom will be so mad. She'll hit me again." "No she won't. We won't let her." "We?" He asks. I smile, hearing my dad say, "Yes we." I look back at the door and see my family. Gosh I love them. "You promise?" I nod and pass him the sandwich.
*a few hours later*
I overhead the psychiatrist talking about Jeremy to the caretakers. "He's very malnourished and untrusting. It'll be hard to get him to eat." I sigh and head home, exhausted.
Jason's pov
I walk into Memphis's room and he was tossing a baseball in the air, looking deep in thought. "You okay, bud?" He nods. "I'm glad Miranda could help Jeremy." "He's still got a long way to go. But with help and support, he'll be okay." "I love you dad." I hug him. "Love you too, son. Now it's time for bed. You've got school tomorrow." I start to head to the door when he says, "Dad," "Yeah?" "I think.... I don't think Jeremy was ever told I love you." I bite my lip and turn around. The poor kid. He's probably right. "We'll show him love, kiddo." He smiles and tosses the ball to me. I catch it easily. "Drat! I still can't pitch well with my left hand!" I laugh. "Goodnight, Memphis." "Night dad."
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The System
FanfictionAlone. Lost. Scared. So many words to describe how I feel. What did I do? Why did they hurt me? Where do I go? These are the thoughts in 12 year old Miranda's head. Frustrated, confused, and scared. Her and her little 4year old brother Chris have l...
