"You need to go."
He wrapped his arms around her waist and let her lean into him, resting his chin on her shoulder. It felt common, comfortable, and natural, feelings he clung to because he hadn’t felt anything such since he’d moved into the group home.
"No. Not for good." He answered, giving a bitter, strange chuckle. "She uh… She kinda threatened to kill me?" He couldn’t help but find it funny. She’d said so much shit like that in the past that he couldn’t help but dare his mother to do it, but the state took the threats all too seriously and gave RJ the option to file a restraining order.
"They’re calling me a special case." He said, keeping much information from Anna still, hoping she wouldn’t question what made him so special. "So there’s not a lot of homes that can take me because I need special help… and they also don’t want my mom to be able to find me when she gets out… so…"
He paused, unsure how to continue, but figuring its best to just spit it out.
"There’s a family in Colorado."
Her fingers walked softly over his hand before coming to lace with his. She had missed this closeness between them, and she found herself relaxing completely with his arms wrapped around her.
"Where will you go-" She stopped dead, her body tensing up as the words hit her. She looked up at him, releasing the breath she hadn’t realized she’d been holding.
"She threatened to kill you?” Anna Squeezed his hand, that notion shook her and she couldn’t understand why anyone would even think of saying such terrible things. Anna turned her eyes down again, committing the image of their hands into her memory.
Anna was quiet as he spoke, tugging his arms tighter around her waist. She had questions, tons, but she figured he’d answered enough of those in the past weeks. She sucked in a breath when he mentioned,
"Boulder." He said, nodding. "Nine hundred and thirty miles south west and about forty seven hundred feet up from here… The mom’s a… a counselor and the dad’s a psychologist… They’ve got a little kid… like seven or eight year old boy, I guess… real nice… I talked to them on the phone for a little bit yesterday… It was kinda weird, but…"
He shrugged. What part of his life wasn’t weird? He wound up in a group home after trying to kill himself and now he was trying to tell his only friend in the whole world that he was going to live a thousand miles away and omitting the fact that the mother was specifically a rape counselor.
"They’re taking my mom kinda seriously… about the whole death threat. I don’t think its a big deal but…" He shrugged again, holding her close, wanting to cling to her, for him to anchor him. "I can’t control anything anymore. I feel like everything’s so far out of my hands…"
"I’m trying, Anna… I’m trying."
"I’ve looked this shit up, Anna, if they can even make a case it could only be a few months. She’s got people on the outside…"
"She’ll kill both of us."
"You don’t know everything, Anna…"
"I’m sorry… Momma, I won’t do it again… Just… don’t… hurt me…"
RJ flinched and backed away.
"I-I’m sorry mom…"