Fly Before You Fall

Chapter 30

I finish punching the wall. Falling down onto my knees. I hear the steps. The person comes all the way down and I shut my eyes.

Me- if ya gonna kill me go ahead....

The tears slipped out my shut eyes. The pain I cause my body these last few days had finally sinked in. The person stopped in front of me and I tilted my head all the way down waiting for the cold peace to touch my head.

Instead a suit jacket was thrown on top of me. I'm confused. I look up to see Chris standing above me. We stare at each other for a minute. The way the light dimmed into the room. It was hard to see his face, so I couldn't tell how he looked, but he could see mine. I look down ashamed of my face. But I didn't wipe my tears. He hoisted me up and flicked a switch turning us around. we go into the kitchen and he places me on the counter.

I look up at the light and squint. Looking back down and around the kitchen. I'd broken the faucet and hit it countless times on the wall. I'd pulled off the cabinets and stomped on them. Kelsie was right. It never dies. I can't kill OBH. I never did. I just turned my back on her. Chris comes back and I look the other way. He moves my chin towards him and forces it up. Opening my eyes I look the other way. He let's go of my chin and takes my hands.

Chris- unball them.

I tried but it was like they were locked.

Chris- its ok. You gon have to breathe because ya still amped up.... Ya fist is like ya heart Sierra... and write now you're making it hard for yourself to breathe.

I look at him seeing into his eyes. He wipes my tears with his thumbs and he coaches me with my breathing. Opening my mouth I breathe in and breath out. Till my hands open and I end up breaking down. Chris tries to hug me but I push him. I really don't like to be touched when I cry.

Me- I'm so-sorry jus please don't touch me. I look up in the skies and wipe my tears and wince at the pain. I had bruises all down my hands.

Chris- hey. Hey.

He places my hands down and away from my vision. His eyes met mine before he puts a wet cloth on them and starts to clean them. I wince in pain, but let him continue. Once we were done we sat in silence.

Chris- you wanna talk about it?

My head hangs low and both His hands rested on either side of my legs.

Me- she really wanted to meet you.

I pick my head up, smiling softly at him, but he could read the pain. He always could. I play with my thumbs a little.

Me- a-a-and you h-had to meet her l-like...that.

Seeing images of her past my mind made me tear up again which got me angry. I wipe my tears with the jackets sleeves.

Chris- did ya moms die here too?

I nod. And look up at him.

Chris- did ya parents fight in front of you and ya siblings?

The answers getting caught in my throat refused me to talk so I just nodded.

Me- i-i never want to give my heart to a man because of it. I won't get beat on. I won't let someone belittle me AT ALL. I refuse to date a man whose ever beat a woman or will belittle me.

I sniffle a little and looking at my hands then him.

Chris POV

Those last words she said made me swear not to tell her what happened with Robyn. Instead we talk for a bit before I call the driver to come get us. Walking us both out her old home. We get driven to the hotel where sierra lays in my arms. She didn't talk much. She just slept a lot and I would stay up sort of smoothing her hair and each time she would pull herself closer to me.