To Write Love on His Arms

This boy June, he was absolutely stunning. He stared at me curiously with a green and blue eye. His right eye was a soft green while his left was a bright blue clouded over by a small fog. I frowned to myself a bit and then snapped myself out of the trance and looked over at the Doctor.

"H-how do you know my name?" I as while tilting my head to the side. My mind instantly clicked when he held up my dog tag necklaces in the air. I nodded my head in understanding and then nervously played with my fingers.

"I can't believe this!" The doctor yelled and stood up. I was taken back by his voice level and closed my eyes while clutching my head as the memories of him came back. I whimpered and curled up in a ball while June just sat there with his eyes slightly wide.

"Do you have any idea what this whole state has been going through over these past eleven months?! And your parents have been worried sick about you! Always fighting the FBI detectives to keep calling and trying to help you! Where have you been all this time Atticus?!?!?" Dr. Chase boomed out loud, his face turning read.

I whimpered and curled up tighter as more horrifying memories raced through my head. June jumped up to his feet and grabbed the older man's shoulder.

"What are you talking about?!?" June yelled.

"This," Dr. Chase said while pointing at me ", boy was filed kidnapped last February. His parents have been crying and panicking over him ever since and he doesn't he call them to let them know if he's okay because they suspect that he ran away from them to live with his so call boyfriend. To make matters worse while investigating his disappearance there were no birth certificates in this state of his so call 'lover' ever even existing. " He roared.

I was sobbing at this point. Isaiah had promised me he was never lying to me.

"You son, are now suffering from brainwash, insomnia, panic attacks, paranoia and so much more and only later in the month of April did we finally find him tied up and bloody in the house of his partner. So we do him a favor and clean him up and give him new apartment and he ignored every single fucking phone call from everyone and his parents are now both sick in the hospital just because of him and he does absolutely nothing about it." Dr. Chase shook his head quickly and sighed. He rubbed his forehead and shook his head.

I was a hiccuping mess on the bed and only then had I realized that I hasd been wearing a stranger's clothes. I closed my eyes and buried my head in my heads while sobs racked my body as the past two horrible years of my life replayed over and over in my head.

I head a door open and close along with two pairs of foot steps walking away. I felt something jump on the bed and some sort of creature licking my head and nuzzling it. I looked up only to be greeted by a beautiful collie licking at my tears and rubbing itself against me. I wrapped my arms around it tightly and cried my soul out into it's fur.

Today wasn't a good day at all.

"You're a good for nothing worthless piece of shit Atty and don't you ever fucking forget that bitch!!!! You should feel blessed that I'm fucking even with you, you ugly ass!!!" His last words echoed in my head.

Why can't I forget him?