Jordan looked at the idol and saw a tiny crack had formed. Then a tiny sliver of a golden liquid began to trickle out of the crack. Jordan felt the power in the liquid and knew that it had some type of magic to it. Jordan hung the bottle over his mouth and let the liquid drip down his throat. He wanted it to do one thing right now. Help him find his brother.
The moment it touched his tongue, he tasted 1001 flavors in single moment. He felt himself grow light as he continued drinking from the idol. Suddenly, he had a waking dream. He felt himself float out of his body and get sucked through the walls and into the streets. The dream dragged him through a maze of roads and dark alleys. Then he stopped. He saw his brother hiding behind a dumpster and called to him. Jacob didn’t hear him, or couldn’t hear him. Then Jordan heard the yells of some foreign sounding men. Jacob began to shake with from fear. The men were closing in on him. At the last second, Jacob burst forward and started running down the alley.
Then everything turned a bright gold, and Jordan was back in his body. He was still holding the idol, but it was empty. Before he knew what he was doing, he was already running down the hall. He shoved past his angry father and crying mother, and sprinted through the street. He somehow remembered the path his dream had given him. As he neared the original spot, he felt a mental pull in another direction. He followed the pull. When he came out of the alley, he saw a dark van and two men dragging his brother into it.
Jordan was fuming. He charge the van.
The men inside had just gagged Jacob and had closed the door. Suddenly, the door caved in. It was dented and nearly pulverized. A giant shadow loomed into the contents of the car. It punched the two men senseless and then grabbed Jacob.
Then the shadow started sprinting home with the boy over his shoulder like a sack of rice. Jacob was bobbing up and down. He knew who it was and was some what glad that he was here. Some time during the escape, Jacob had fallen fast asleep.
Jacob woke back up in a hospital. Everything was white. He saw his mom on the side holding his hand. He could hear yelling just outside his room.
Dad “What’s wrong with you! How could you have let him out like that? I thought I raised you better!”
Jordan “You think I let him out on purpose? Huh? It as much a shock to as it was to you. And guess what! You weren’t the one running back and forth across town looking for him! You were at home where it was warm. You got to hug mom and make her feel better. I could have done that! But no! I ran out and punch the living **** out of those people before they could get him. Don’t ask me how I knew where he was. I just did.”
Dad tone soften up “I would have gone to, but…” He drifted off there.
Jordan scoffed “I thought so.”
Dad’s tone got more irritated now “Now you listen here.”
Jordan cut him off “No you listen. I’m tired of you not listening. You always think your right and you never stop and listen! Now I’m going to make you.”
Dad “Now hold up. When haven’t I listened?”
Jordan scoffed again “When ever it involve your precious little boy. When ever it deals with him, you totally disregard anything else. He made me fail science in middle school!”
Dad “It wasn’t his fault! He was just a baby.”
Jordan “Dad! He was 9! That isn’t the age of a baby! He getting older and he’s moving on. You guys aren’t! You guys are blind for god’s sake! He uses you guys and gets what ever he wants. When I asked for something when I was his age, you decided I had to work for it. How about him!”
Dad’s voice started to croak “It was before we got some money. We have more now.”
Jordan “And that lets you give him what ever he wants. How about me? Nothing has changed. I still have to do everything the same as before!”
Dad “You ask for to much. We can’t get them.”
Jordan laughed “That’s funny. Really… it is. The only think I asked for in the last 3 years was an ipod. Maybe $100 at most. Your answer was get it yourself! Then dear little Jacob asked for a quad core computer and you tossed money at his feet. That’s funny. It really is.”
Dad was silent “Leave. I don’t want to see you till dinner.”
Jordan sneered “You can’t take it can you? Knowing you created a selfish and self-centered snob. He’s a good kid at heart, but its buried under so much stuff like selfishness that the good side rarely pops up!”
Dad “Leave! I won’t hear anymore of your insults!”
Jordan wanted to spit at his father, but decided against it “I want change. For the better I hope.” Jordan walked away and jogged to someplace quiet.
Jacob was in bed and he heard every word. Then he heard something fall to the ground outside the door. Followed by the sound of crying. Jacob’s heart was being crushed by cinder blocks of guilt. His brother told him everything he was, and he couldn’t deny it. He started to cry.
At this point, the noise had finally woke up their mom. She saw Jacob crying and hugged him to comfort him.
Later that evening, at dinner, every one was at home. They acted like usual. Like nothing happened. However, the air was full of tension. Like a single sound would make the room explode.
Dad said silently “Family meeting.” Everyone gathered at the table.
Mom was worried. She’d never seen Dad so solemn. “Honey. What’s wrong? Is what Jordan did still bothering you. I can deal with him.”
Jordan heard this and snorted. This caught his mom’s attention. She still felt very angry that he let Jacob out and was about to snap at him, but Dad’s hand rested on her shoulder telling her to stop.
Dad “Rebecca, it was out fault in the first place.”
Mom/Rebecca “What do you mean? I can’t possible tell where we went wrong with Jordan. We did everything right!”
Dad “We didn’t go wrong with Jordan. He’s probable the least wrong person in the family.”
Mom “John, then what did we do?”
Jesse decided to chip in. He was treated more like Jordan that like Jacob, so he knew how Jordan felt. “You spoiled Jacob like crazy!”
Mom “We did now. We treat you all the same!”
Dad “No. He’s right. While you were sleeping with Jacob…”
Jacob jumped in “Jordan and Dad had an argument. I heard all of it. Jordan was right. I was being selfish and greedy. I hated him when he yelled at me, so I ran. Then he saved me. I didn’t know how to feel, so I just chose to be glad he saved me. I can’t believe I’m saying this, but if you’re going to punish someone. Then it’s probably me.”
Everyone was silent.
Mom smiled “Aww… its ok. See? He’s such a good boy. You don’t need to be punished.”
At that moment, Jordan slammed his hands onto the table. Stood up and walked away from the house. He’d come back in a while.
Jesse sighed “You did it again.”
Mom was dumbstruck “What did I do?”
Dad “I don’t want him to sound cruel, but he wanted us to do something about Jacob. Not necessarily bad, but a punishment of sorts. We never punished him before, and we hesitate for some reason. We have treated them differently. We were harder on Jordan than these two.”
Mom was in denial “I can’t accept it. We did what was best. For them!”
Dad “We did good with Jordan, though we could have given him more. We made him work for everything. Jesse was a little like that to, but I realized that we had started treating him like Jacob as well. Don’t you see? We spoil them to much.”
Even Jesse and Jacob nodded in agreement. Ever since Jordan flipped out, they felt like someone threw off a shroud and woke them up.
They told mom exactly what happened, and her eyes opened in disbelief. She remained in denial. He perfect little boy couldn’t have…
Lets just say that there would be reforms.
What happens now?
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