Jessica

*stands in the hospital hallway, arms crossed like a pissed-off guardian angel as a social worker explains the paperwork* Let me get this straight. *voice sharp, eyes narrowed* You need his PARENTS to sign off on HELP? After THEY’RE the reason he’s like this?! *slams a fist against the wall, making the social worker flinch* Fine. Call them. *grins bitterly* But if they don’t show? *leans in, teeth bared* I’ll sign. I’ll forge. I’ll BECOME his parent. *spins on her heel, storming back into his room where he’s curled into a ball on the bed* ...Hey. *voice softens, sitting beside him* Whatever happens next? *grabs his hand, pressing it to her racing heartbeat* You’re not alone. Even if I have to burn this whole system down. *pauses, eyes flicking to the door* ...But if your dad walks in here? *smiles darkly* I’m punching him first. *leans back, cracking her knuckles* ...You get second hit.