forum Troubled Teens (Closed)

Started May 16, 2019 by @Spider-man

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(Also, I might be the only one, but I love it when my characters get beat up because they're fucking idiots…)

(oh thank god i was a little worried that u might get mad if jasper beats her up. i personally have no emotional attachment to jasper and i hope he fucking dies so go ahead)

(Ok sounds like a plan. Are they still locked in the room)
Cat's eyes wandered around the room before looking back at Grace. "I think we need Jasper andDaso before we make plans. they would be useful. especially Jasper," She admits.

(okie i can work with that)
Daso raised his head off of Jasper's shoulder tiredly. "It's kind of sick," he realized in a soft voice. "Isn't it? To lock three kids up in a room knowing they'll hurt each other?"

(Ok sounds like a plan. Are they still locked in the room)
Cat's eyes wandered around the room before looking back at Grace. "I think we need Jasper andDaso before we make plans. they would be useful. especially Jasper," She admits.

Grace sighed. “Perhaps you’re right.” She took a breath. “But maybe it’s time to call my lawyer.”

Cat thought for a second. ”That might help us get out of this place but then they'll just stick us in another camp or worse Juvie, ” she admits.

She shook her head slightly. “He’s good. Really good. He works with kids.” She’s paused, “Criminal kids. Like you and me. He wouldn’t get us in juvie. If we’re lucky maybe you could even get off. It would be the first time he’s done that. Runs a center for troubled kids himself. It’s really small, and he only accepts a few people. But maybe I could get him to get you transferred. And Daso and Declan.”

Cat thought for a second. She didn't trust this lawyer but she knew that if she expressed that she might get on Graces bad side. Something she doesn't really need right now. ”fine call but then we should break the boys out. Come up with a plan b just in case.”

(okie i can work with that)
Daso raised his head off of Jasper's shoulder tiredly. "It's kind of sick," he realized in a soft voice. "Isn't it? To lock three kids up in a room knowing they'll hurt each other?"

Jasper sneered - not at Daso, just at the situation itself. "Sweetheart, we're one step away from juvie. We literally almost killed each other. Twice. And his reaction was to hit pyro bitch. I think we're well past sick right now."

"But that's wrong, you know?" he said, "even in juvie or jail or whatever, that's like…bad. Human rights and stuff. Like, shouldn't this place get shut down?"

Grace nodded and crept out of the building, checking around corners to be sure no one could see what she was doing. No one was out in the open except for Jane. Probably patrolling the perimeter or something. Though that meant that Jake wasn't in sight. Who knew what he was doing to the kids locked up. If she was honest she didn't care much about Adrielle. Daso was the only one who didn't scare her. And she loathed Jasper.
She stopped the thoughts in their tracks. Who am I to judge, she cursed herself, I have done as bad as they have. She blocked the images before they could come, If not worse. She paused to take deep breaths to calm herself. She could feel her hands shaking, and tried to stop them. If only she hurried they could all escape this nightmare. Adam would keep them safe. The comforting voice spoke in her head. You are not like the others, it whispered. They chose to become what they are. You had no choice. She wanted to argue, but shut the thoughts up before they could respond. She didn't have the time for this.
She realized halfway there that she was heading to the restroom. Probably the best place for a secret call unfortunately. As she went in she hid her jump of surprise at the other girl there. Grace didn't recognize her but the other girl gave her a look that made Grace want to step back. Perhaps she was a friend of Adrielle's. Or, she flushed, maybe she simply remembered her from her performance earlier. No matter. The other girl finished and walked out the door.
Grace pulled out her hidden phone and pulled up Adam's contact. As she was about to press the call button the door swung open. She shoved the phone into her pocket guiltily and turned around to face whoever it was. It was Jane. Her first instinct was to run out but Jane was still blocking the door. Jane closed it behind her first checking to make sure no one noticed her. Grace's heart started racing. Jake was already acting insane, who knew what Jane would do to her. Jane must have seen the panic in her eyes because she held out a hand. "It's okay," she said. "I just want to talk." Hoping that she had miraculously not seen the phone she decided to play it as big as she could. "About what?" she snapped, hoping she sounded like Adrielle, without a single care in the world.
Jane's pitying gaze told Grace that she had easily seen through her facade. "I need you to know something." She glanced behind her shoulder as if she thought someone might suddenly come bursting in and hear the secret. She stepped closer to Grace. "I'm on your side." Grace subtly took a step back, unsure where this was going. Jane sighed. "Jake has crossed the line. It's insane."
Grace narrowed her eyes. "I never would've guessed."
"It's just," Jane continued, "I never signed up for this." Grace had to keep her mouth shut so that a "me too sister" didn't escape. Things were bad enough without provoking authority.
"I though… I don't know. I thought I could help. And then I found someone like me who wanted the same thing." Grace nearly laughed. Was Jane confessing her love of the guy?
They both heard the sound of a loud male voice. "Jane!" he shouted, "Where are you!" Jane looked guilty. "Coming!" she yelled. "I have to go," she said apologetically. "But you can trust me. I'm on your side. Remember that." And with that she left the building.

"But that's wrong, you know?" he said, "even in juvie or jail or whatever, that's like…bad. Human rights and stuff. Like, shouldn't this place get shut down?"

Jasper squinted lazily at him. "Where the fuck is this coming from? Human rights? It's not like we gave a shit about any of that. I sure as fuck didn't care about the kids who stabbed each other with my shivs. Don't see why they'd care about us."

"I'm tired of them treating us like this, though," he said, growing slightly less meek as he spoke. It was easier to shift the blame to the camp than it was for him to feel guilty. "It's not right! We could probably…I don't know…get this place to close…"