7 Toy Jet's

"I'll put your milk here Jack" Mark said placing the cup of milk on Jack's place-mat due to Jacks bad O.C.D before heading out to go to work,

"Phone me at 12 and let me know how Jack is because it is meant to be mine and his dirt bike fixing day" Mark said to Lane before kissing her on the forehead turning around to leave for his long and stressful day at the projects for work,

Jack quickly climbed down and ran to Mark tugging on his right sleeve getting Marks attention, Mark turned around looking at Jack,

"Yes Jack son?" Mark asked softly as Jack lifted his arm's up opening and closing His finger's as that was his way of asking for a hug, Mark crouched down and picked Jack up holding him giving him a Hug,

Taylor handed Jack his milkshake that Mark had made him, Jack gentally took hold of the cup drinking half of the milkshake inside before giving Mark the other half as a way of saying thank you to him for it,

"Ooo ink dronk ark" Jack said generously putting the cup to Marks lips sharing the warm drink with him before Mark had to leave for work over at the projects, slowly and carefully Mark carried Jack to the bed and tucked him into the bed linnens,

"Alright" he said to Jack softly "I will see ypu at half twelve little man" Mark said as he closed the bedroom door while Taylor hugged into the scared and uneasy Jack to try to get Jack to fall asleep again which usually worked,

"Jighk jighk ark" Jack said while closing his eye's trying to get more sleep,

"Night Jack" Mark whispered softly as he quietly closed the door behind himself ever so quietly,

Jack laid in the bed linens being hugged by Taylor unable to sleep due to being uncomfortable with the sound's of the music from the night terror playing in his head repeatedly

Jack yawned as he carefully and silently climbed out of the bed trying not to wake up Taylor and his little brother Anthony from their peaceful sleep and pleasant dream's,

He cautiously tip toed over to the rooms toy chest and looked for his monster truck toy's so that he could pass the time playing until he was able to leave the room to go and get his breakfast and his morning drink of juice,

He sat nervously scared that D.H would some how and someway burst through the bedroom door just to kick the living hell out off Jack and beat him into submission, as Jack sat there growing more anxious by the second with the sound of the clock ticking away in the back of the huge room,

*Tico Tock, Tick Tock, Tick tock*

Jack turned himself facing the door which was alarmed for Jack's own peace of mind, silently Jack tried to think of something else in the deathening silence which was making him grow more fearful and anxious,

He glanced over to his left and saw Anthony who was standing up in his cot watching Jack as he played with his monster truck's,

"Broom broom" Anthony sounded to Jack while he pointed at the truck's curiously, slowly jack stood up and walked to the cot,

"Hmm broom broom" jack sounded back to Anthony who nodded at Jack in a way that was showing he was wanting to play truck's with Jack,

Carefully Jack climbed into the black travel cot to play trucks with his brother silently while watching the bedroom door concerned for his brother and his mums safety,

Taylor woke up and looked at the two boy's as she last OKed at the clock to find out what the time was,

"You boy's playing car's nicely Jack?" She said and Jack nodded his head as a response while looking back at the door before him and his brother played with the two truck's more,

Slowly and exhursted from the night before Taylor climbed out of bed and slowly walked to the door turning off the alarm on the top left of the door and the door frame so she could go to the toilet,

Jack anxiously looked at the open door, which was only opened by a single intch, frightened jack carefully climbed out of the cot leaving the truck's with his little brother Anthony heading to turn on the TV,

He grabbed his pair of Nike trackie bottoms putting them on leg by leg slowly as he made sure he didn't fall over hurting himself or scaring little Anthony while doing so,

Finally Jack had got them on and tied them around his waste and thats when his sister's Jessica and Annabell walked in resulting in Jack jumping out of his skin because Jessica slammed the door open bouncing it off the chest of draw's,

As Jack leaped out of his skin he threw the TV remote bouncing it against the white wall in a massive panic cording Anthony to start crying,

"Jack Look at what you have done!" Jessica yelled at Jack "You just like D.H" he yelled further making Jack upset and angry,

Taylor came back in and yelled at Jack for something that he couldn't control making Jack have tears roll down his soft and gental cheek's,

Annabell looked at Jack and said to Taylor

"Mummy, it wasn't Jack's fault, we scared him as we came through and Jessica slammed the door open"

"Is that true Jack?" She asked as she looked at him angrily,

Jack silently nodded and slammed his size 12 foot against the floor as he tried not to cry because he had just been told off because of what he didn't mean to do,

Jack had blinked and he was in his bedroom at D.H's again playing with his black toy jets, it was four month's ago and he was sat down playing with them silently, the room was as silent as he was and in the house it was just him and D.H,

Jack needed to go to the toilet so he had gotten up and silently walked to the loo for a wee forgetting to close the door fully when he had gotten back to his room,

D.H had came up the carpeted stair's and noticed the door being open by the slightest bit,

Angrily he booted it open slamming it against the chest of draw's making a crashing soumd

*Crash*

Jack jumped out of fear and had soiled himself at the sight of the angry abusive man k owing that was about to get beat servirely,

"I FUCKING TOLD YOU TO STAY IN HERE YOU FUCKING LITTLE BRAT!" He yelled at Jack grabbing a black plastic jet from the floor,

"YOU'RE FUCKING DEAD YOU LITTLE CUNT" He yelled as he slammed the jet into Jack's right hand hoping that would hit Jack's vain before leaving the room and Jack for dead as the little boy bled and eventually passed out due to the uncontrolled loss of his blood his face turning pale as he laid there on the Grey bedroom carpet with his toy jet sticking out of his hand staring at it as he passed out.