The Abuse (Part 2)

Now because social services became involved, she was trying to treat me like gold. I was able to see that she was very nervous, and I liked seeing that in her. She has had me be so scared for so long, I wanted her to feel just a tad of what I was feeling. when we got home from the hospital, she was a different person. "Are you hungry, want me to make you anything?". Even though she was being nice, I was still terrfied. I lied on my father, and felt terrible about it. That is all I was able to think about. He had no idea what was going on, but my lying has put him apart of it. When I got home, I had to stay in bed for a few days. The Doctor said it would be the best thing for me. So of course my mother, was trying to be all over me.  If I was hungry she wanted to bring me my food, if I was thirsty same thing. My sister was young at the time, but even she noticed the change in our mothers behavior. "Why is she being so nice to you Elias?", my sister asked. I did not have an answer for her. I didnt want to tell her, that I lied on my father. So I just stood quiet. Time goes by and I have to get the staples removed from my head. We head to the hospital, and of course she is being nice still. I was able to see in her face, that she was nervous. I was not going to say anything though. In the back of my head, I remembered her saying she will kill me if I said anything. "So how are you feeling?", the doctor asked me. " Good I guess", i told him. Funny thing was, the detective who was questioning me before was in the hospital. He kept giving me this look. Made me kind of nervous to look at him, so of course I looked away. Once my staples were out, the doctor asked me yet another question. "Is there anything you would like to tell us, before you go back home?". This caught me off gaurd, so I was stuck. Didn't really know what to say. "No nothing important", I told him. I was done, so we head home. The ride was quiet as usual. when we get inside, my mom decides to clean the house. she was not yelling at me, or hitting me. I'm not complaining, just was worried. Only because I felt it was going to come soon. However it never came, so I began to relax a little bit. Days go by, and still everything seems okay. So one day she starts drinking a lot. I paid it no mind though, because if she was going to hit me, there was nothing I was able to do about it. She did'nt  hit me though. She was dancing and all of that. And what happens? The door bell rings. We were not expecting company, and her reaction was great. She turned down the music quickly, and hid all her alcohol bottles. When she opens the door, there was a lady I have never seen before. "Hello how are you doing? My name is Ms. Cruz, and I would like to talk to you, and then your son." I was so nervous, because I knew this lady knew what really went down. She comes inside and speaks with my mother first. In a way I was looking forward to speaking with her, but at the same time I did not want to. I just felt like she would not be able to help me. So the time comes when she is ready to speak with me. "How are you doing Louie? Is everything okay?". "I'm fine, thank you", I told her. She knew I was not fine. She wanted to cut right to the point, and was very blunt. "Did your mom mess your head up?" Just from my reaction, I knew she was able to tell what I was thinking. "No response is needed", she told me. After that she went to my mother. "Mrs. Morales, we will be seeing each other soon". As she was walking out, my mother was trying to keep her cool. She was panicking, but was not showing it. "So what was she asking you?" I knew that was coming, but since I seen she was worried, I played with her. "Oh she didn't ask much, just how I was doing." She just stared at me. I knew she was mad, but I didn't care. Days go by, and she was still being nice. That day finally came, and Ms. Cruz had company with her. The doorbell rang, and when the door was opened, Ms Cruz had about 5 police officers wth her. Including the dective from the hopsital. Soon as they came inside, he looked at me and winked. "Mrs. Morales we are here to inform you, that we will be takng your kids away from you today." My mother statred crying as soon as she heard the news. "We know what has been going on here, and we also know that you have been telling your son if he says anything you'll hurt him." I knew as Ms. Cruz was telling my mother this, she knew because of the detective. In a way I was happy, yet at the same time I was very sad. No young child wants to move away from home, and go somewhere else. Especially if they dont know where they are going. During all of this my sister was just lost. Ms. Cruz then says, "Louie, I'm going to need you and your sister pack a weeks worth of clothes." When I heard that, I just broke down. As much as I wanted to leave, I really did not want to. As I was packing, all I was doing was crying. I just wanted to scream out for my dad to come rescue me. I guess the police officers knew I was feelng bad about everything. So when I was done packing, they all came into my room and closed my door. "You dont have to be afriad, you can tell us what happened", the detectve told me. His name is Dectective Gonzalez by the way. Even though there was so many police officers in the house, I was still afrad of my mother. She put to much fear in my heart big time. "There is nothing for me to talk about", I told him. "Louie we know what happened, we just need to hear you say it. Your mother wont know you told us anythng. We are really trying to help you, but you are not letting us." I felt so bad, because it was easy to see that these people really cared. I just felt like I was not able to trust them. I told them, "nothing happend." "Well we can't make you talk if you do not want . Well lets go, you still have to leave." They were so disappointed, but I had my chance and blew it. As we came out of my room, my mother was still crying. She was hugging my sister, and my sister was still crying too. "Come give me a hug Elias", she told me. I really didn't want to, but for some reason I gave her one. Then Ms. Cruz began to talk again, "Okay guys, you'll be back home in a week, we promise." As much as I didn't want to come back, a part of me did. Maybe because that was the only home, I ever knew. Or maybe because, I always had hope that one day my dad would return. They take us down stairs, and put us in a car. My sister, Ms. Cruz, Detective Gonzalez, and myself were in one car. "So where are we going", I asked. "We are taking you guys downtown, we have to figure out where we are going to put you." Of course that is not what I wanted to hear at all. I never liked going somewhere, and have no clue of where I would end up. Ms. Cruz then said, "nothing to worry about, we are not going to split you guys up. We will make sure you both are sent to the same place." I had to say, so I just stood quiet for the whole ride. Even though the ride was only from the Bronx to Manhattan, it felt like we were in that car forever. They pull up the car to a big building. It was night time so I was not sure of where I was exactly. Some buildings looked familar, others did not. I wanted to stay in the car, for some reason I was nervous about the whole situation. "Time to get out guys", Detective Gonzalez told us. We got out of the car, and they grabbed our bags for us. We head into the building, and there was no type of noise. Everything was so quiet. The elevator comes, and we step inside. Detective gonzalez started talking to me. " I can tell your nervous and scared Louie, but you dont have anything to worry about. We will make sure we place you and your sister in a good home." As he finished speaking he gave me his wink again. It made me feel a little better, however actions speak louder than words. I didn't want to hear anything, I wanted to see things happen. We finally reach our floor, and step off the elevator. There was a lady at the front desk, and she smiled as she seen us. I had no clue who she was, just was another friendly face to me. "You guys are getting in late", she says. With so much that happened earlier in the day, I had no idea how late it was. They then escorted us to a doctors room. "Okay Louie, we are just going to have to take some blood from you and your sister. Then give a regular checkup." I looked at her, and said "okay, its not like i have a choice." They all just smiled at my comment. After all of that was taken care off, they took us to another part of the building. It looked similar to a waiting room in a doctors office. "When do you think we will be back home Elias?", my sister asked me. "Honestly I dont think it will be no time soon Na-Na." I was able to see in her eyes, that was not the answer she wanted to hear. I felt so bad for her. She was so young at the time, and even though she wasn't physically hurt, I knew everything was tearing her apart inside. She got quiet, but she began to tear. She said nothing, and I knew she wanted to say something. Instead of questioning her, I gave her time. I knew when she was ready to talk, she would come around. A good 20 minutes passed, and Ms. Cruz returned. " Okay Louie, I know we told you we were not going to seperate you two, but at this time of night we can't find a place. So tonight you and your sister will both be staying here, just in separate areas. We have to part the boys from the girls, while they are sleeping in the building. But dont worry, if you want to pay her a visit, just let us know. Someone will take you to where she's going to be at." I really was not feeling the idea, however there was nothing I was able to do. "Well can you just try hard to get us into a home soon?", I asked her. She kneeled down to the chair I was sitting in, and touched my face. "I will do my best, I promise." For some reason I felt deep compassion in her voice, and really believed she would do all she can. At this moment, they had to split my sister and I up. So of course we exchanged hugs and kisses. "I'll see you later Na-Na. Dont be scared, everything will be okay, I told her." Even though I was not one hundred percent sure things will be fine, I knew it comforted her to hear me say that to her. She then smiled, and hugged me again, but only this time it felt like a different type of hug. From the hug I was able to tell that she truely belived, what I just told her. All I was able to do was pray that Ms. Cruz would come through for us. "Ms. Cruz?" "Yes Louie?", she repsonded. I then asked her, "where did Detective Gonzalez go?" Once again she gave me that smile again. "He had to fill out some paper work, but dont worry. He will be checking up on the both of you througout the night." I was hoping he really would check on us. Even though every time he was around I didn't talk, I liked when he was around. He made me feel safe in a weird way. Two other people walked into the room now. One male, and the other female. I knew this was the moment when my sister and I would part. I stared to get so dismal, but could not show it. I did not want my sister to get scared or worried. Before we split, i went  over to her. "I'll be seeing you later kiddo. Love you." Gave her another hug and kiss, and tried my best to not break down. I did pretty good. Lasted up until she was out of my sight. I was so angry with everybody. Screaming would have helped me so much, but I just kept it inside like always. As the guy who came into the room and myself were walking down the hallway, he bagan to talk. Now I was really getting annoyed, with the fact that everybody wanted to talk to me. I understood they were just trying to comfort me, but I did not want to talk anymore. We arrive to yet another room, and what do I see? Rows and rows of beds, with people just sleeping. I've had my own room since I was small, and I did not like the look of that at all. The guy seen the look and my face, and quickly spoke. "No need to worry Louie, nothing ever happens here. They are all good kids, who are scared and have been hurt just like you." I was not really worried about anything happening to me. Just wanted to be alone after everything that happened that night, and was not even able to get that. I knew my sister was not going to like it either. He took me to the bed I would be sleeping in. Hated the idea so much. Since I was not going to be able to sleep peacefully, I figured I might as well pay my sister a visit. I asked the guy who brought me in if he would be able to take me to her. Before he was able to answer, my sister walked in with the lady  who took her to where she would be sleeping. And who comes in after her? Ms. Cruz. "Hows everything Louie?", she asked. I respond, "everything is going great." She then says, "yes I know, and guess what?" Could not think of anything she would have to tell me. It seemed like the night kept getting worse and worse, by the minute. "What Ms. Cruz?", I asked her. "Surprisingly at this time of night, we have found a place for you and your sister.", she told me. At the sound of this, my sister and I became ecstatic. We were both glad at the fact, that we did not have to stay at that place for the night. Without hesitation we both asked for our bags, and were ready to go. Ms. Cruz gave me a hug, and whispered in my ear. "I told you I would take care of you." She then hugged me, and then my sister. We got our bags, then went back downstairs. Same car with the same people, and was on our way to a new home. Even though we were happy, we were sad at the same time. We missed being in our home, despite the abuse that took place. It was my home for many years. " So I'm going to give you guys my number, and if you need to call for any reason feel free". I was really beginning to like her. She really came through for us. She then said, "we are almost there guys, not to much longer." We both started to get nervous, yet happy. We pull up to the building, and get out of the car. They get our bags for us from the trunk, and walk us into the building. We head upstairs, and they knock on the door. It opens up, and we see our foster mom.