your uncle was Jack. You were pretty sure he was heartless. Especially with how he treated the guy him and his gang (including you) held hostage for cooking crystal meth. His name was Jesse. You were the only one who was nice to him since you at least had a heart, you were also the one bringing him food to the cage in the ground your uncle had build.

It was Friday and your uncle and his gang was out for the entire weekend so you were the one taking care of Jesse. You remove the tarpaulin from the cage and looked down at the cement room in the ground where Jesse was sitting on his bed which was just a dirty mattress.

Jesse covered his eyes, trying to get used to the light. His hair was a bit outgrown and so was his beard. He looked up at you hesitantly