Chapter Twelve

“Jaxsen, come on, it’s time for school.” Sebastian called, taking one more gulp from his coffee mug. Jaxsen was supposed to have gotten dressed and come back down, but had yet to return. “Jaxsen!” he called a bit louder this time at the bottom of the stairs, frowning when he still did not inherit a return refutation. With a sigh he started up the stairs.

“Jaxsen?” He knocked before entering and any irritation he may have felt was vanquished in an instant. He was sitting on the edge of his bed, his backpack between his feet, torn fragments of paper clutched in his hands. He wasn’t crying but Sebastian could see he had been. He stared into the nothing, completely lost in his own mind.

“Jack?” He said kneeling down, his hands on the boy’s.

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