User blog:Willow-Tail Warrior/J-Jeric ~remastered

🌴9am Nantucket, Massachusetts🌴

Cold. Everything feels cold. I feel cold. So cold..

Cold. I numbness I've become accustomed to

Cold, is this world. Cold, are these people.

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"Come along now Connor. We must get to the Airport for your flight." A tall, older woman spoke softly, her hand hovering lightly over the teens shoulder.

Hazel eyes wide, he studied his mother's face, his mouth agape to speak. A large, broad shouldered man approached the two, causing Connors blood to run cold, freezing him where he stood.

. This man, was his terrifyingly abusive father. Though hidden under clothing, Connors body was covered in scars and bruises, new and old. But what was on his body did not compare to the damage on his mind, scarred and scared to the point of a fearful stutter.

"I don't see why we are taking this little... Runt." His father hissed. "Joesph!" His mother snorted, flicking his ear. "Just make.. It hurry up." Joesph scowled, walking out. "Don't listen to him.." She murmered softly. Connor nodded slightly, picking up his bag. He walked out to the car, walking past his father. At this time, Connor was around 15-17, and was rather short. He was also covered in many scars and constant bruises. He got into the back of the car, and waited for his parents. His Mother and Father got into the car, his Father driving to the Airport. Once they arrived, Joesph got out of the car with his Wife, grabbing his suitcase, handing hers to her. Connor slid out, picking up his bag and silently walking beside his father. He knew his Father wouldn't dare to touch him in public, but he didn't want to risk it. The family walked inside, going through bag check and security. Joesph put a hand out infront of Connor's chest, stopping him as his crying mother was sent on an unknown Flight. "W-Where's mom g-going..?" He looked at his Father in question. This was the first time he had said anything to Joesph."Not with us." Joesph hissed, nodding to a plane that was leaving to California. "THAT'S where we're going, Runt." He snorted, shoving Connor towards the plane. Connor boarded the plane, taking the windowseat, his follow beside him. Ever so often, he would glance at Joesph who was doing something on his Laptop.