The Hitting Zone

After a near death experience thanks to his own mother, Jake Hollander has an adverse reaction to people, baseball, and family. His feeling of abandonment is slowly lost thanks to his foster family, The Atkins. They take him in and change his mind about everything. He becomes more open, better at baseball, and craves for family. Slowly all wishes are granted. Instagram: @writerhalf_empty https://www.patreon.com/half_empty ~~The Last Curve can be found there, a short story about Rhys Please read on Webnovel! **Names, faces, and places aren’t real. A work of fiction. Nonetheless, it is my work of fiction so please don’t post it without permission. *I have used school names that do exist though, but I would like everyone to know that I have no affiliation with them. Nor do my views reflect their views. **Also, I bought the royalty-free license for my cover. Which means I can use it without having to pay royalties. If you have any questions, comment on my latest chapter or reach me on discord.

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"Jake!"

"Wake up, Jake!"

"Get Mom and Dad!"

There was screaming. A lot of screaming. It was so loud. I twisted and turned.

"Give him some space." A deep voice commanded, soothing me a little. "Jake. It's time to wake up, Jake."

I blinked. Blinked again. I reached up to rub my eyes.

Dad was right next to me. Just beyond him were the twins. Noah. Mom.

I looked at them blankly, unsure of what was happening. I shivered, feeling cold. My face felt strange. I causally gave it a wipe, finding that it was wet. I was wet. I swiped under my eyes. I was crying.

"It's okay, Jake. You're okay." Dad gave my leg a pat.

I looked up at him and shivered again. "I'm c-cold." My teeth started to chatter.

Mom inched closer. She spoke softly. "Why don't you go take a warm shower? Get that sweat washed off and get into some clean pajamas?"

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