I pulled him next to me.
"It's ok. Your safe Zac." I said.
He rested his head on my shoulder.
"Zac, what's the password to your small black box?" I asked.
"Why?" He asked.
"I want to know." I said.
"Your name." He replied.
"Ok." I said. I laid his head down.
"You know it's nearly two in the morning. I know your voice is about shot. Lay down and sleep." I said. He laid back.
"Jennifer?" He said. As I walked out. I looked back. He leaned up.
"Yes Zac?" I asked.
"How come you care so much?" He asked with a confused look on his face.
"Because. I just do." I said. He smiled and laid back down. I walked to the living room and sat down and Amanda came in.
"You ok?" She asked. She sat down.
"I really like him. I want to kill Andrew but I know I can't." I said.
"I know... so do I. Well I have to work tomorrow and so do you. I'm going to bed." She said.
She got up and walked down the hall. I sat there and looked at the video camera and my laptop.
"I know one way." I thought. I got up and installed three camera's. One so you can see three rooms... the living room and most of the kitchen, the hall and my room. I then sat down with the box. I put my name in and opened the lock. I pulled the top off. There was a diary and a journal. Also some letters,and pictures of me. I picked up one.
DearDiary, September 4th 2001 It's me, again as usual. I mean who else comes here. Andrew was over for a few hours and done the usual. I wish he would find someone else to make his play toy. I don't like the video's of the two of us. I hate them. I wish I could burn them all, but I know I can't. I wish Jennifer was here. She would know what to do. I don't.
I closed it. A small book fell out. I picked it up and opened it and pictures fell out. Lots of pictures.
"Oh my god." I said.
They were pics of Andrew and Zac. I threw up. I laid them down. I caught my breath and then put it all back and locked it. I then went to bed at 7:00. Amanda woke me up. Zac was still asleep. I woke him up.
"Zac, I have to go to work.You gonna be ok?" I asked.
"Yeah." He said.
"Ok." I Said. I got ready. He watched me move about the room. I looked at him every now and then. He was just watching my every move. I looked at him.
"Why are you watching me?" I asked. He blushed a little.
"Because I want to." He said.
"Did you sleep good?" I asked. He nodded. I walked to the bed and sat down to put my shoes on. Once I got them on I looked at him.
"You sure you'll be ok?" I asked.
"Yes." He said. I kissed him on the check. He went beat red. I had to laugh.
"What's so funny?" He asked.
"Nothing beat boy." I Said.
"Hey." He said. I kissed him again.
"Stop your gonna have me tomato red." He said.
"To late." Amanda said. He hid his face in the pillow.
"Ok. Come out," I said. He did. I kissed him again.
"I'll see ya this afternoon. Don't open the door, for no one, unless you know them, and don't let anyone know your here." I said.
"Ok." He said. I got up. Kissed him one last time and left. They had meetings all day long and I didn't get home til almost 9:00. Amanda rode with me, so neither did she. When I approached my door I found it was unlocked.
"Zac." I said. I opened the door. The room looked ok. I walked on through. His shirt was laying over the chair. Amanda walked on through the house. I followed.
"Zachary?" I called. I walked in my room. It wasn't to neat. The bed was all messed up and the sheets were in the floor. Zac was laying on the bed covered up in a baby blanket just over his but. I closed the door which told Amanda I found him. I walked to the bed.
"Zac." I Said. He glanced in my direction. He keep mumbling something.
"Zac are you ok?" I asked. I sat down, while he kept on with the mumbling. I laid my hand on his shoulder.
"Your freezing." I said. He just kept on shivering. I looked up and saw that the windows were open. I closed them all through out the house, then went back.
"Zac. Come on." I said. I leaned down and picked him up. He was in shock. I knew he knew what happened but he wasn't talking or anything. I knew he had nothing on. I sat him down while he laid back down. I put a sheet over him for a little bit. I fixed a warm bath because he looked like he been dragged threw a mud puddle. I looked through his clothes. I found some clothes, but they wouldn't do. I ramsacked my closet and I found a pair of closed footed pj's with puppy's all over them.
"Hey it'll do." I said. I walked back and picked him up, even though he was heavy. I carried him back and sat him in the tub.
"Shh.it's ok." I said. I left him a few minutes to get two towels. Amanda stopped me.
"You know something? Your acting like he's yours." She said.
I stopped and thought about it.
"Well he needs someone now." I said.
She went and fixed a soft pallet in the living room. She unfolded the couch bed and made it up. I walked back to the bathroom.
"Zac no." I said. He had his head underwater. I pulled him up. He spit out the water. I turned his face to mine, seeing was so much pain and fear in his eyes. I washed him off, got him clean and dried him off. I dressed him and took him to the living room. I think he liked it. I sat down with him in my lap.
"It's ok." I said. He laid his head over. His hair fell down behind him and across his face. Amanda sat down. She looked at him.
"Would you like something to eat or drink?" She asked. He shook his head. I sat him up.
"You need to eat something." I said. He still shook his head no.
"I can't." He said.
"Why not?" I asked.
"He told me not to. " He said.
"Who?" I asked.
"An....and..rew." He said, as he started to cry. I pulled him closer to me and I motioned Amanda to the camera. She got it and took the tape out and slipped it in the VCR. But it didn't play. I laid him down.
"Zac...I'm gonna leave you in here with Amanda for a few minutes, while I fix my bed. Okay?" I asked.
"No don't leave... you won't come back." He pleaded.
"Yes I will." I said. he looked at me.
"It's ok." I said. I walked to the bedroom and made the bed up. I put the sheets in plastic bags and turned the mattress over and put new, clean sheets on it. I then walked to the living room, as he was watched me walk up to him.
"Come on." I said. I picked him up. He was getting to be a awfully heavy man. I carried him back and laid him down.
"Sleep tight." I said. I turned to leave.
"No... don't leave me here." He said. I walked back and sat down.
"Go on to sleep. I'll stay here until you do." I said. He layed back down and eventually fell asleep. I went and watched the tape. About an hour after we left, there was knock at the door
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