Fighter Boy

Chapter 41

Shawzy knocks on the door of bedroom. He hears a very faint, "come in", since it was muffle by tears. He walks in and sees her crying, on the bed. He walks over to her and sits next to her. 

"Kates, what's wrong?" he asks. Kates was her nickname now.

"I...I just don't want my kid to have the life I had." she says.

"What do you mean?"

"My childhood was horrible and I don't want them to go through what I did."

He pulls her into his arms and gave her gentle squeeze. He kisses her forehead. She stops crying and he wipes the remaining tears. "What happened to make it horrible."

"Everything..."

"Kates, please tell me. I won't tell anyone."

She hesitates but looks down at their hands. The promise rings each of them had. He told her, at the hospital, that they were just more then the promise to her and her baby. It was his promise to be there for her, that she could trust him. She took a deep breath and starts to talk.

"It started when I was ten. My parents and I were at home. The three of us in their bed, watching a movie. I went to grab my favorite stuff animals, which was this." She had a teddy bear with a Blackhawks jersey in her hand. "I was searching for it, when I heard gun shots in the distance. I ran back to my parent's bedroom to see my mom of the floor in her own blood and my dad on the bed. Both of them, cold and lifeless as a stone. The window of the room was shader and there were two guys dressed in black standing in the room. I was terrified I ran to my room and grabbed the emergency phone we placed in my room. I hid in my closet and called the police. They came and did their stuff. I was told by one of them, once they found me, to pack a suitcase or two with my stuff. I grabbed my clothes, my hockey equipment, this bear and this." She shows him the necklace she had on. It was a heart made of gold and had a K made of silver. "It was my mothers but she gave it to me when I turned ten, we both had are first names start with K. Then I was placed into a orphanage but got bullied a lot for the first month I was there. And when I did it..." tears threaten to fall.

"Did what?" he asks.

She takes off her bracelet and shows him, "That's when I tried to end my life, for the first time, by cutting myself. But Hannah found me. We were both orphans at the orphanage and had become very good friends in the little time we knew each other. Then a week after that, people came to adopt me and her. But we didn't go to the same family. When we were adopted, we knew we weren't going to see each other. I was losing the only friend I ever made. But we were wrong, the people who adopted us lived across the street from each other. Then I was twelve and I tried again because my parents started to become alcoholics and slapped me whenever the drank. So, I went into the bathroom and grabbed the pain killers from the cabinet. I chug the bottle of pills and fell to the ground. But my parents found me and took me to the hospital. The nurse asked me why I did it and said that my parents would hurt me and I didn't want to deal with them..." tears start to fall again.

"So what happened?"

"I was tooken back to the same orphanage, but was adopted by Hannah's family the next day. Everything was going good, until I was fourteen. I was bullied for everything. How I was, how I looked, what I wore, for being an orphan and much more. So I went into the bathroom and grabbed the bottle of pills and a razor. I took the bottle of pills, then I cut myself in the same place I did before. I hoped that time I would die, but Hannah found me. She said that if she found me one second later, I would of been dead. I didn't attempted to kill, but once and a while I could cut myself."

Tears were falling at full force. He cuddle her and tries to calm her down. He wipes the tears from her face, but more fell. For the girl Katie looks like: goalie, sweet, loving, caring and one time Olympics gold medalist from the Vancouver Olympics. She holds a dark history. he thought.

He holds her in his arms until she eventually falls asleep in them.