"Mum?" Annabell said to Taylor at Rennie wreck park,
"Jack's talking to himself again" she said in a confused manner
"Why does he keep doing it he's ten year's old"
"You know Jack's a psycho Anna" Jessica said mockingly as she swung on the swing next to Anthony
"Shut up Jess you don't know Jack in the slightest, he's weird yes but none of us know what really goes on in his head" Annabell said standing up for Jack who was stood on the small hill directly across from the swing set,
"Girl stop bickering and leave Jack to it, his therapist say's it's an early set of skitzophrenia and Dissociative identity disorder" Taylor said swinging Anthony, "And personally I couldn't give two shit's about the boy"
"Anna!" Jack yelled out as he ran towards her, "tag you're it" Jack giggled as he tagged Annabell in the game of Tag,
"Jack I don't want to play with you anymore, you're weird and I don't like that." Annabell said shoving Jack over into a deep mud puddle covering Jack in thick soggy muck,
"B-B-B-But" Jack stuttered,
"Shut up Jack we don't like you or want anything to do with you, you're a freak" Jessica said before kicking jack in the gut and stomping on his testicular region as she laughed,
A middle aged man and his son, Jack's best friend at the time,
Tod and Keith walked past Taylor noticed the man and his son then looked at the girl's and Jack before speaking,
"Jessica stop now, or we will have the social back and you Anna and Anthony will be taken away" Taylor inform Jessica getting her to stop beating Jack up,
"Taylor is Jack okay?" Tad shouted as he saw Jack laying there in the mud bleeding and sore,
"Daddy?" Keith said looking at Jack who was clearly injured
"Yes son" Tad responded
"Can Jack come to our for a few day's?" Keith asked Tad
"Yes, but ask Taylor" Tad answered keith caringly
Keith ran to Jack as Tad walked to Taylor, Keith helped Jack stand back up and Keith looked at Jessica angrily and walked with Jack to Taylor,
"Taylor, can Jack come to ours for a few day's please?" Keith asked politely
"Take the little bastard I don't want him he's to fucking weird for us" Taylor said taking Anthony out of the swing,
"Right girl's let's go home we have gotten rid of that little shit for a few day's" Taylor said in a bitchy manner,
Tad looked at Jack as Taylor and the kid's walked back to Taylor's car to take them all home, "Keep the bastard I dont want him!" Taylor shouted to Tad as she left making Jack start to cry and sit back in the mud puddle,
"Right boy's let's go home and get Jack fixed up and cleaned up, it's getting close to tea time" Tad said as Keith stood jack back up and the three walked to Tad's Toyota four by four,
"Dont worry about the mud Jack the seat's get cleaned up twice a month and Keith perminantly drags mud into the car" Tad said,
"Okay Uncle Tad" Jack said to the middle aged gypsy traveler who looked after him like he was one of his own,
"McDonalds boys?" Tad asked the pair sitting in the back of Tad's car,
"Yes please" they both answered at the same time making Tad smile at how the boy's were polite,
"Tomorrow we are going to start Jack's training down the yard I think, how does that sound?" Tad asked Jack who was coated in mud blood and bruise's,
"Yes uncle Tad" Jack responded as they drove to wisbech to pick up there dinners for the night it was a long and uncomfortable drive and Jack simply could not sit still,
Jack awoke and looked around him he was in a hotel room with no idea on how he got in there he looked at his phone and the time was 3:33am and the room was shrouded by a pitch black that was eerie and unsettling,
"Why the fuck does this feel so off?" Jack wondered as he got up to go to the toilet in the hotel rooms ensuite,
"Jack we hate you" the voice of his recently decest mother spoke in his left ear as Jack got pushed into the hard white wooden doorframe,
"No one care's about you Jack your a piece of shit and we all want you to just drop dead Jack" The disembodyed voice of Samuel spoke as Jack flew backwards into the hotel's 16×5 wall mounted mirror smashing the glass,
"Ugh you complete and utter cunt's think I didn't know that" Jack responded as he swung for Samuel's ghastly manifestation,
"You both treated me like crap and to top that off lied to me about why that thing was aloud to walk free, you deserved a die" Jack shouted as he got thrown into the hard white wall,
"Shut up Jack, I wanted you to die since the day I gave birth to you and I am actually Glad that D.H abused you and done all that shit to you, and it is your fault he done it to your sister's too you worthless little cunt" the Ghost of Taylor shouted at Jack as she threw a cup at his head smashing the cup and then grabbing the hotel's telly and knocked him out with out,
Jack woke up sat against the wall and looked around the room and saw the damage and the mess that was created from the incident corsed by the ghost's of his dead parent's,
"Shit, and I thought ghosts couldn't do damage to people and object's, shit I must've over looked that in the movie called the poltergeist" Jack said remembering every detail of one of his favorite horror films of all time,
"Time to check out and leave the hotel 3K for the damages and get on the move again, I have to catch a plane in 3 hour's time" Jack said as he booked his plane ticket to Spain to continue his search for his free roaming abuser to get the revenge that he truely desired
"Fucking ghost's suck, anyway's time to check out" Jack said as he opened the rooms door