chapter 46

Micheal’s POV

I looked at the journals they were numbered, the youngest was at 10 years old he wrote at such a young age? I opened it and as expected of a 10 year old he has grammar issues. I went on the bed to read the thoughts of a 10 year old cause why not?

Nicklaus’ 10 years old

Today is January 4th ____ is the first time writing in this book my big brother got me, I wasn’t too happy about it. I wanted a PSP, what would I do with a book? I already have good grades. He said I could write my feelings in it so I’m doing so. This morning we got new neighbors. There was also a pretty lady who waved at me. Tomorrow I'm gonna say hi.

Micheal’s POV

Typical dork, first crush I’m guessing. Looking at the lady that her arms wrapped around him I’m guessing this is her, I can see why. She was a knockout, look at those thighs, hips but the face though, why does it seem a bit little familiar, I looked at her name at the back of the picture Gracie Taylor. I ignore it as I continue to read.

Nicklaus’ 10 years old

Today I saw Gracie kissing my dad while doing something weird, they were in the showers. Dad said I shouldn’t say anything. If I do I’d break my mom’s heart and they would both hate me because the family would break apart and it would be my fault. I want to tell mom but I don’t want to be hated, what should I do?

It's been a week since I saw Dad and Gracie kissing. I didn't tell mom I kept silent. Maybe it's better after all, mom seems so happy, yeah as long as mom is happy. Dad and Gracie seem to care less whenever I’m around. Miky (Micheal his older brother not the son) is not here anymore he went to college mom said not to disturb him he was focusing on his studies. It's been 4 four days in a row that I've woken up to my bed wet. I’m embarrassed I’m 10 years old wetting the bed and my friends would laugh at me, I can’t tell mom either but how do I explain the sheets?

Mom is on a business trip and Gracie came over early today. She came into my room and she saw the sheets. I was embarrassed and shouted at her. She only laughed and said I was silly. I learned that the dreams I was having were normal. She said it means I was simply becoming a man. She then asked me if I needed help with it, I don’t know what it means, why do I need help if it's normal.

Gracie had stayed for three days now, last night I woke up with Gracie doing something strange. She was touching it. Why did she touch it? She told me not to say anything and that had been on my mind for the longest time now.

Two days have gone by since mom will be back tomorrow. For the past two days Gracie has been doing strange things behind my dad’s back, she’d rub my legs, kiss me or touch the part that she is not supposed to. I don’t like it. She told me not to tell my father that he won't believe me, it's my dad of course he would.

Today is the worst day of my life, I wish I could disappear.

Mom please believe I didn’t touch her, she is the one touching me. Please believe it's a lie. I’m not a liar I’m scared I’m not making up stories, they do weird stuff. Don’t punish me, I'm not lying.

Gracie does weird stuff.

I shouldn’t say stuff, today dad hit me for the first time. I shouldn’t have said anything, I won’t say anything.

Recently Gracie has been helping me with my school work, she is going to become a teacher. She often looks at my area and does these weird hand movements, it feels weird and it makes it hard to focus but if I don’t focus I’ll get scolded.

Micheal’s POV

I closed the journal taking a breather, this was almost too hard to read. Why doesn't he talk to us? Where did we go wrong with him? Those words actually came out of their mouths. A fucking ten year old boy is telling you that his being sexually harass and you don’t believe him, your son. Not to mention my dad’s dad, his worst sleeping with a 22 year old woman. I can see the apple doesn’t fall far from the tree in that aspect. Just old men going after kids and that woman has no shame, a married man with kids, a son who was almost her age, a boy whom she is 12 years older than. Go after the college student, not the kid groomer. The next time I see my dad I'll just give him a hug.

I closed the book for a while and went down to see my so-called “grandparents” . Just the sight of them filled me up with so much rage it made my blood boil. But I didn't say anything. I was in “their” house after all. After Dinner I took a shower and changed into some comfy and once again began to read.

As I skips through the pages of my dad’s childhood, I grew disturbed the only known light that he seemed to know was his older brother Michael who was for the most part never around, his dad’s affair went on for the next three years until ultimately the most disgusting part happened. On the 13 birthday of my dad Gracie took away what little innocence he had left she claimed he was mature for his age-bullshit!

For the next two years he was a sexual toy for her until ultimately he met Natasha Leckey the silly transferr student.

15 year old Nick

Natasha was sort of this free spirit prankster and I was her target, from sneaky jumpscare to poop balloon a few of those earned me some embarrassing looks but thinking about it it's quite funny. Because of this I decided to repay her kindness, her face looked so cute when she came out soaking in graffiti and water.

Gracie doesn't like us hanging out, but I can't stop. I skipped school for the first time, vandalism, smoking. I know all these things were bad but I just felt free doing it.

I told Gracie my secret. I must say, I'm disappointed. Gracie thought it was cool that I was "screwing the teacher" what did I expect? It was also the first time I had sex with someone who wasn't Gracie.

Recently Gracie started to grow more attached, she was no longer trying to hide it. And my dad seems angry, he knew all along but why does he look so hateful towards me?

It was like my life took an unexpected turn and everything spiraled out of control, Natasha was pregnant and so was Gracie.

The only thing was Natasha was not pregnant for me, while Gracie was. If there was one thing I felt towards Gracie being pregnant is "Disdain" I wished she walked outside in the road right in front of a truck and died.

When the truth came to light nothing as it was, my mother cursed me "why didn't I say anything?!"

My father said, "no need to overreact, it's a boys thing"

When my brother found out "how the fuck could you let that happen?!"

The only one who was truly by my side, Michael, was so angry I've never seen him yell so loud. He hugged and told me it was going to be okay he Understood me. He told me that there was no need for me to care for the child, he will. He told me he will take care of me and the baby as soon as he finds a home.

I was gonna Leave this this place. Then tell me why life hates me so much.

If I break free, someone will shoot me down and make me crawl on the ground.

Now I'm left in this world with a baby and a family who Disdain me.