I'll be everything that you need
Weeks or months have gone by, I am not really sure because I lost track of time. I stopped thinking after all the beatings and neglect. I'm laying shivering on the ground pretty much naked wrapped in a blanket, it hasn't been that long because its still winter. Its like he left me here to die. I lay there trying to keep warm as I hope and wait for someone to find me before my body gives up.
A few hours earlier, "Shit!" Kevin storms down the stairs of the basement.
I lay on the cold basement floor in my boxers tied to a pole.
"I can't believe that idiot got pulled over and now I have to get rid of you some how because the cops are coming here," he said while untying me.
Once he got me untied, he picked me up, wrapped a blanket around me and took me out to his car. He drove to the park where he parked the car and looked around nervously for any sign of people. He didn't see anyone so he got out and opened the back seat door. He started to pull me out, I wanted to fight back but my dehydrated and malnourished body was too weak to fight back. He carried me far away from the parking lot and put me down covering me up with the blanket, I guess to make me look like a dead body. I heard him run away, his car start and then his tires squealing on the pavement as he drove off.
I lay there hoping that someone would find me before I froze to death. I heard faint voices in the distance as I tried to keep my eyes open as long as I could.
I slowly opened my eyes to the sound of beeping. I opened my eyes partly to see where I was.
"Oh my god!" my mom screamed as she noticed that my eyes were open.
I was relieved that I wasn't dead and that I was finally safe in the hospital. She started asking me questions which I couldn't really understand because I still wasn't fully awake yet.
"Where's Julian?" were my first words.
"He is not here…" Emma mumbled.
I felt tears start to swell up in my eyes, I wanted him to be here. I miss him and I need him.
The nurse walked into the room, "Did you decide on if you want to get tests done?"
"Let us talk out in the hallway," my mom motioned for the lady to go out into the hallway.
"He is going to find out, you might as well just talk in here," Emma yelled.
My mom stopped and turned around to face me. I was confused about what was going on and what was being said.
"Find out about what?" I asked.
She walked over to my side and grabbed my hand. I looked at her nervously.
"Your father has Leukemia and the doctors want me to get all three of you tested to see if any of you have it."
"But…" I mumble.
I just made it through the worst thing that could happen to someone and then I find out that my dad is dying. Could anything else get worse? Then Alara was standing in the doorway of the hospital room.
"I will go talk to the doctor, come on Emma and Chloe."
I watched as they left me with Alara, I turned my head to not look at her.
"Wyatt…" she started.
I still didn't look at her.
"I am sorry about everything I did to you. We are suppose to be best friends and I screwed that up not you. When I saw you laying there in that blanket I just froze. I couldn't image my life without you in it anymore. I thought I lost you and I couldn't live with myself if I lost you. If I didn't get the chance to tell you how much you mean to me."
I turned and looked at her, I just didn't know what to say to that.
"Just please don't disappear like that again then have Lars and I find you barely alive. You need some rest and I need to head home," she said kissing me on the forehead then walking out of the room.
I closed my eyes and fell asleep.
I woke up and there was no one in my room with me and it was dark out the window. I slowly climbed out of bed and started to wander the hallways pulling along my IV. I looked in rooms searching for my father. I know he hasn't been in my life until recently but he is my father and I wanted to see him. I finally found his room halfway down the hall from mine. I walked in and he looked at me.
"Wyatt what are you doing out of bed?" he asked weakly.
"I wanted to see you…"
I walked over and climbed into his bed next to him. He pulled me close to him.
"I love you dad…"
"I love you too Wyatt."
"Is it really possible that one of us has cancer too?"
"Yeah… it is and I don't wish that on any of you. I want my kids to be happy and healthy."
I looked up at him with tears in my eyes, it finally sunk in that he is really dying.
"What am I suppose to do if you die?"
"Take care of your mom and sisters."
"I'm not strong enough for that…"
"Wyatt you're stronger than you know."
I didn't say anymore I just closed my eyes and let the tears fall.
"Get him out of here!"
I woke up to chaos around me and I looked at my dad. He was pale and cold, he was dead. I grasped on to him as someone tried to pull me away.
"NOOO! He can't be dead!" I screamed tears falling from my eyes.
"Wyatt…" I heard his voice soft and calm.
I collapsed on the floor, he just picked me up and carried me back to my hospital room. I laid in the bed staring at the ceiling, wondering how my life turned in this direction.
"Wyatt the police want to ask you some questions," my mom replied with the police behind her not even giving me a choice.
I was just abused, found, and then my dad just died. Now I have to talk to the police.
"It's okay I'm here…" Julian said squeezing my hand.
"Do you know who the person was who kidnapped you?"
"Could you give us his name? He is still out there and we want to get him before this happens to anyone else."
"So it is okay that it happened to him?"
"No that is not what I meant."
"Julian…" I mumbled.
"Sorry…" he groaned.
"Do you know his name?"
"Kevin, my moms ex."
"I AM GOING TO KILL HIM!" my mom screamed.
"That is not the answer. We will take care of this."
"He abused my son and raped him. He deserves to die."
"Do you know where we could find this man?"
"I stopped talking to him when he hit my kids. I kicked his ass out on the streets."
"We will keep you informed on the case."
He left the room as a nurse came in.
"Do you have the results?"
"Not yet I will give them to you once I have them," the nurse replied.
I figured the results on if my sisters or I have cancer. I decided to keep that from Julian I didn't want him to worry more after he has gone this long without knowing where I was, if I was dead or alive.