The God That Never Came
Police Protection
I sat in my room as Sabrina was at work and I was working on the project Matt had gave the class a few days ago. I had written down some songs my mother wrote and some I wrote for her but I was 4 shy from having all 16 songs. I still had to draw some album art and some art pages to go into the album and I also had to figure out which 3 I wanted to sing. I know I have to sing 3 and Matt has never heard me play or sing before. I looked at my phone and decided to take a little break and explore the house. I've been here for a long time and I've never really taken the time to actually explore the house. I grabbed my crutches and made my way through the parts of the house I haven't been. I looked through each room but there was nothing interesting. I opened one last door and I seen what looked like a recording studio. I went in and looked at the drum set that sat in the corner.
"Must be Jimmy's." I said out loud with a smile. I seen some guitars and a Piano. I was really good at the piano but I also have another hidden talent. Guitar playing. I grabbed one of the guitars and strummed a few notes just to get back into the rhythm of playing again.
I played one of the songs I had written down and it sounded really good. Maybe I can ask Sabrina if I can borrow one to use for the project. I'm sure she wouldn't object but I'll ask anyways. I put the guitar back and headed out of the room and into the kitchen to find something to eat. I looked through the fridge and found some left over meatloaf from last night and I heated it up along with the mashed potatoes and that's what I had to eat. I went into the living room and watched some TV before trugging my crippled ass to bed. I so can't wait to get rid of these casts and these damn crutches and go back to work with Sabrina. I'm sure everyone is missing me. I propped my crutches against the wall next to the bed as I laid down and got as comfortable as possible. I soon was overcomed by the power of sleep.
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I woke up like every morning and went to school. Thank God today is Friday and Matt is coming over to help me with trying to get rid of these fucking things. I sat down next to his desk as lunch was in session. Matt was writing down grades from the previous assignments that he had us doing in class. It was nothing I haven't already known before.
"So you still want me coming over today?"
"Of course." I said smiling. He kissed me and went back to work. The rest of the day at school was alright. Matt would glance over at me ever now and then as we all worked on stuff but I was glad that in a few months I'll be out of here. Everyone left as the dismissal bell rang and I went with Matt out to his car and we went over to Sabrina's. I could see the house and police cars setting in the driveway.
"What's going on here?"
"I have no idea." I said worriedly. What the hell is the police doing here? Oh god I hope they're not back because I survived. Matt parked the car and we got out and I slowly made my way into the house.
"Sabrina!" I yelled and she came from out of the kitchen.
"What are the police doing here?" I asked curiously.
"Come with me." I followed her into the kitchen where she sat me down at the table with the officers.
"Miss Viscar, we're investigating the accident you had a few weeks back. We just need to ask you a few questions."
"Alright." I said placing my crutches beside me.
"What were doing the day you had your accident?"
"I had asked Sabrina the night before I could use her car so I could go shopping after school for my birthday." I stated.
"Okay. Did you have the feeling of being followed or see someone you might have recognized?" I looked over at Matt and Sabrina and they both nodded.
"Yes." I said lowering my head.
"Who was it?"
"My old foster parents." I said and I could feel the anxiety building up in my stomach.
"What are their names?"
"Earl and Nancy Basset. They live in Oklahoma." I said looking up only for a second.
"How did you becme their foster child?"
"My mom and died in a car accident." I said and the memory of that day flowed back into my mind but I pushed it away.
"Why would your foster parents want you dead?"
"I ran away." I said quietly.
"Why?" I looked up at the officer and told him the same story I told Sabrina when I was laying the hospital trying to recover. I couldn't help but let the tears flow out of my eyes as I described what they did to me. I even had to lit up my shirt and show them the healed burns that they put on me.
"Miss Viscar, we would like to put you in Police Protection for your own safety."
"No...no I don't need that. I've seen on the news where they mentioned the department investigating. They won't risk their lives just to get back at me." I sat shaking my head.
"Are you sure?"
"I'm very sure." I said nodding. The officers stood up from the table.
"Ms. Sullivan we need to talk to you for a few minutes."
"Yes sir." She said and followed the men out the front door. Matt sat down and held my hand in his. It was harder than I thought to tell my story again and it probably will be if I have to tell it over and over again.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~SABRINA'S POV~~~~~~~~~~
I shut the front door and stood on the porch with the 2 officers.
"We'll be sending unmarked police vehicles to watch over your home while Octayne is alone. We just want to make sure they aren't coming back to finish what they started."
"Do you think they would do that?" I asked concerned.
"If they want her gone bad enough so they don't have to go to jail...They'll do it." I nodded and shook their hands before watching them get into the police cruiser and drive off down the road. I hope those people don't come around and hurt her. I know I won't be able to stop Matt if something happens to her and I don't think the guys will be able to either.
"Must be Jimmy's." I said out loud with a smile. I seen some guitars and a Piano. I was really good at the piano but I also have another hidden talent. Guitar playing. I grabbed one of the guitars and strummed a few notes just to get back into the rhythm of playing again.
I played one of the songs I had written down and it sounded really good. Maybe I can ask Sabrina if I can borrow one to use for the project. I'm sure she wouldn't object but I'll ask anyways. I put the guitar back and headed out of the room and into the kitchen to find something to eat. I looked through the fridge and found some left over meatloaf from last night and I heated it up along with the mashed potatoes and that's what I had to eat. I went into the living room and watched some TV before trugging my crippled ass to bed. I so can't wait to get rid of these casts and these damn crutches and go back to work with Sabrina. I'm sure everyone is missing me. I propped my crutches against the wall next to the bed as I laid down and got as comfortable as possible. I soon was overcomed by the power of sleep.
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I woke up like every morning and went to school. Thank God today is Friday and Matt is coming over to help me with trying to get rid of these fucking things. I sat down next to his desk as lunch was in session. Matt was writing down grades from the previous assignments that he had us doing in class. It was nothing I haven't already known before.
"So you still want me coming over today?"
"Of course." I said smiling. He kissed me and went back to work. The rest of the day at school was alright. Matt would glance over at me ever now and then as we all worked on stuff but I was glad that in a few months I'll be out of here. Everyone left as the dismissal bell rang and I went with Matt out to his car and we went over to Sabrina's. I could see the house and police cars setting in the driveway.
"What's going on here?"
"I have no idea." I said worriedly. What the hell is the police doing here? Oh god I hope they're not back because I survived. Matt parked the car and we got out and I slowly made my way into the house.
"Sabrina!" I yelled and she came from out of the kitchen.
"What are the police doing here?" I asked curiously.
"Come with me." I followed her into the kitchen where she sat me down at the table with the officers.
"Miss Viscar, we're investigating the accident you had a few weeks back. We just need to ask you a few questions."
"Alright." I said placing my crutches beside me.
"What were doing the day you had your accident?"
"I had asked Sabrina the night before I could use her car so I could go shopping after school for my birthday." I stated.
"Okay. Did you have the feeling of being followed or see someone you might have recognized?" I looked over at Matt and Sabrina and they both nodded.
"Yes." I said lowering my head.
"Who was it?"
"My old foster parents." I said and I could feel the anxiety building up in my stomach.
"What are their names?"
"Earl and Nancy Basset. They live in Oklahoma." I said looking up only for a second.
"How did you becme their foster child?"
"My mom and died in a car accident." I said and the memory of that day flowed back into my mind but I pushed it away.
"Why would your foster parents want you dead?"
"I ran away." I said quietly.
"Why?" I looked up at the officer and told him the same story I told Sabrina when I was laying the hospital trying to recover. I couldn't help but let the tears flow out of my eyes as I described what they did to me. I even had to lit up my shirt and show them the healed burns that they put on me.
"Miss Viscar, we would like to put you in Police Protection for your own safety."
"No...no I don't need that. I've seen on the news where they mentioned the department investigating. They won't risk their lives just to get back at me." I sat shaking my head.
"Are you sure?"
"I'm very sure." I said nodding. The officers stood up from the table.
"Ms. Sullivan we need to talk to you for a few minutes."
"Yes sir." She said and followed the men out the front door. Matt sat down and held my hand in his. It was harder than I thought to tell my story again and it probably will be if I have to tell it over and over again.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~SABRINA'S POV~~~~~~~~~~
I shut the front door and stood on the porch with the 2 officers.
"We'll be sending unmarked police vehicles to watch over your home while Octayne is alone. We just want to make sure they aren't coming back to finish what they started."
"Do you think they would do that?" I asked concerned.
"If they want her gone bad enough so they don't have to go to jail...They'll do it." I nodded and shook their hands before watching them get into the police cruiser and drive off down the road. I hope those people don't come around and hurt her. I know I won't be able to stop Matt if something happens to her and I don't think the guys will be able to either.
3/18/13