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Jayden Alexander Delacroix (likeafirestar) wrote in nevermore_logs,
@ 2015-02-23 00:09:00

Entry tags:

adrian delacroix, isaiah delacroix, jayden delacroix, jess van der berg, jesse delacroix, lena rainmayr, nicholas rowland

WHO: Jayden Delacroix
WHAT: Just slowly dying
WHEN: The three days leading up to nowish
WHERE: A cheap motel
WARNINGS: Post-abduction badness

In the days after his father abandoned him, Jayden knew it was what he deserved. Jayden's brother had lied to him about his father's death and his father had come for him, and the moment his father had been around Jayden long enough to remember just how worthless he was, he had left. Unfortunately for Jayden, he had been left cuffed to the bed and gagged so he couldn't leave the room or even call for help.

His breath was loud in his ears as he lay there with only his self-loathing thoughts for company. He struggled against the bonds for a while, but it was pointless and all it did was tire him out. He tried to scream from behind the gag, but it hurt his throat and it was nowhere near loud enough for anyone to hear over the clanky heating system in the motel.

Not that the heat was on in Jayden's room. The vents had been closed and the chill seeped through his skin, settling in his bones and making them ache. He managed to shift himself so he was under the blankets, but it was all he could do.

Whether he deserved to be abandoned or not, Jayden still cried. He knew he was wasting precious moisture, but he couldn't help it. He was so scared he was going to die, and why wouldn't he? No one in the entire world cared enough about him to find him.

And so he laid there for three days while his moments of consciousness became fewer and farther between. Perhaps that was a mercy, considering how thirsty he was. The hunger had been bad, sure, but he had done worse to himself. He was used to it. He lost the little weight he had struggled so hard to gain and it didn't matter that much to him. The thirst raged and burned in his throat and turned his tongue into an arid, sticky thing, useless in his mouth; so dry he actually thought it might crack.

He had lost consciousness again when he was finally found by a maid who had gotten curious about the strong smell of stale urine and feces coming from the room. To say she was shocked to find a chained up boy, unconscious and lying in his own filth was an understatement.

Consciousness didn't return to him as he was rushed to hospital, nor when he went into a seizure as he was being cleaned up. They did what they could for him, the little unclaimed boy in the emergency room. Given the state of him, his doctors actually assumed he had been abducted months ago. The police were called, but the little John Doe didn't match any reports.

And still Jayden slept, unconscious for another day.

When he finally woke up, Jayden glanced around the stark white room. It wasn't familiar, but it wasn't the motel. Oh god, where was he?!

Even though there was no power behind it, Jayden immediately started to fight the tubes in his arm and nose. When nurses rushed to hold him down, he tried to fight them too, screams ripping his tender throat. Only when he was sedated did he relax against the mattress. It was still another few hours before anyone could even ask his name. And when they finally did, they were able to call his next of kin.

The one person Jayden knew he couldn't trust.

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jdelacroix
2015-02-25 10:36 am UTC (link)

Upon hearing that Jayden was in the hospital, Jesse had herded everyone out to the car. Who would want to abduct Jayden from the treatment center? That didn't even make any sense, Jayden would never hurt anyone; how could he have pissed someone off enough to make them do that.

He told them who he was at reception, and was given directions to Jayden's room. It broke his heart to see Jayden with a tube back in his nose, looking so tiny and fragile. "Jay?" he called softly. "Jay, you awake?"

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likeafirestar
2015-02-25 10:42 am UTC (link)

Jayden felt weak and heavy, like moving was just too much effort. He still managed to hold a hand out to his brother though, forgetting for the moment that Jesse was nothing but a liar.

His wrists were red and angry from the handcuffs and his lips were cracked from lack of moisture. "Jesse," Jayden said, bursting into horrified tears, "oh god."

He didn't even look at the other people standing behind his brother.

	jdelacroix 2015-02-25 10:49 am UTC (link)
	Jesse reached for his hand, feeling like he might cry himself. "Fucking Christ, Jay," he hissed. "What happened to you? Last I heard you were doing fine, then the hospital calls and said you were abducted for three days." (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	jdelacroix 2015-02-25 11:14 am UTC (link)
	Jesse took a step back, feeling hurt and very confused. Isaiah put one hand on his arm briefly, before stepping up behind Adrian. "Hey Jay," he said, waving over Adrian's shoulder. "I'd ask how you were, but, well, doesn't really seem to fit the situation." (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	jdelacroix 2015-02-25 12:17 pm UTC (link)
	"Jay, I swear. I swear on Mama's grave, I didn't lie. He's dead and buried, whoever, whatever took you, I don't know who it was. But it wasn't Dad." He sank into the chair next to Jayden's bed. "I'm sorry I didn't notice," he said heavily. "I'm sorry I didn't know you were gone, or I'd have started looking sooner." (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	jdelacroix 2015-02-25 12:47 pm UTC (link)
	Jesse took his hand and squeezed it, all of his emotions on high. He wanted to break the thing that had done this to his baby brother in half. "It's OK, Jay, you're safe now," he said soothingly. "And you don't have to go back there. Let's just-let's just make sure you'll be OK now, alright?" (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)