I woke up the next morning and Beck was still laying down sleeping. When the doctor came in Beck woke up. The doctor then told me that I could go home.
"So where do you want to go?" Beck asked.
"Um, can we go to your house?" I asked, and held his hand.
"Yes we can," he said.
We walked out of the hospital and got into his car.
"Hey do you wanna get something to eat?" Beck asked.
"Can we just go home? I'm kinda tired," I said.
"Sure."
When we got to his house I laid on his couch. His mother walked in and gave me some water and crackers.
"Oh you poor thing, what happened?" Beck's mom asked.
"I hit my head on the kitchen floor," I said, hiding the fact that my dad was the reason for me being in the hospital.
"Oh, I'm so sorry. Here I'll put a movie on and let you rest. Beck, please come with me," Mrs. Stone said.
Mrs. Stone and Beck walked out to the kitchen and started talking.
* Becks POV *
"What mom?" Beck said.
"She did not hit her head on the kitchen floor. What happened?" Mrs. Stone asked.
" If I tell you, you cannot tell anyone," Beck said. "Her dad. Her dad hit her in the head and she fell."
"Oh my God, Beck, I need to call the police," Mrs. Stone said.
"No. You can't prove anything, so no,"
"Then we get proof."
*Kats POV*
"Mrs. Stone!" I yelled.
"Coming hunny," Mrs. Stone said. "What do you need hunny?"
"Thank you for taking care of me," I said.
" It's no problem," she said.
"Hey do you wanna go on a walk?" Beck walked in and asked.
"Sure."
I got up and walked outside and we started walking.
"So uh, we gonna talk about the kiss?" Beck said.
"What about it?" I said.
"Well you left so quickly I thought you hated the kiss," Beck said.
I stopped and turned to him. " Oh god no, I was just shocked I guess and I-I don't know I just ran away and I'm really sorry. But I didn't hate it," I said.
We kept on walking and then we got to my house.
"Bye Beck, thanks for picking me up from the hospital." I kissed his cheek. "Friends right?" I said.
"Friends, and you're welcome. I'll see you tomorrow," Beck said.
I walked into my house and saw my mom sitting at the table with my sister.
"Hey mom, I'm home. I had Beck get me from the hospital," I walked into the kitchen and opened the fridge.
" So what are we gonna have for dinner?" I asked.
I walked into the living room and my jaw dropped.
"Mom, why is dad's things packed?" I said about crying.
"He's leaving," my mom said as she held onto my sister's hand.
"Why is he leaving?" I said.
My dad walked downstairs. "Because I am sick of this family and I hate every single one of you," my dad said.
"We all hate you. I don't think there's anyone else in this family that hates you more than I do," I said.
My dad stepped closer to me, then slapped me.
"What the hell," I said, as I felt my cheek stinging.
"You dare disrespect me," my dad said, grabbing my stomach.
I gasped. " Get your hand off of me!" I said.
He started to move his hands up my body. "Oh come on, you like that."
"I said get off of me!" I pushed him and punched him.
"You Bitch"
"Oh come on you like that' Now get the hell out of here. Take your things and get out of here and don't ever come back," I said.
"Fine, I was just about to."
He walked out of the door and for the first time I felt safe in my house.
"Oh and I'll make sure to tell the police you abused us. I'm sure they'll love to hear that," I yelled.
I shut my door and heard my mom start to talk.
"Hunny, thank you for getting him out of here," she said.
"Rachel, go upstairs. How could you just sit there and let him touch me like that?" I said.
"Hunny, I'm so sorry."
"I'm your daughter and you just sat there and let his hand touch me like that," I said.
"Hunny please-"
"I don't want to talk to you right now," I said running upstairs.
Most of the night I was in my room.
I heard a knock on my door. " Hunny, can I come in?" my mom said.
"Yeah," I said.
She walked in and sat on the edge of my bed.
"Hunny, I'm so sorry. I should have done something. It was like I was paralized," she said.
I hugged her. It was the first time in a long time that I've hugged my mom. She stopped hugging me then kissed my forehead and left the room.
I got up and started to hang up my clothes and then I heard my window open. It was beck.
"Hey," Beck said.
"Ok ,so is this a normal thing where we climb into each other's window?" I said.
"Probably," Beck said as he walked towards me.
We were really close to each other then he looked at me and smirked.
"What?" I said.
He put his hand on my face and was about to kiss me but then pulled away.
"We're just friends," he said, more as a reminder to himself than to me.
He turned around. I walked up to him and turned him around and grabbed his shirt. Then I kissed him. He grabbed my lower back then picked me up and laid me on my bed. He kissed my neck and he put his hand under my shirt.
I pushed him off and we just sat on my bed.
"I'm sorry, I'm just not ready," I said.
"Hey, don't be sorry. You shouldn't have to do anything that you're not ready for." He then kissed me
"Thanks," I said.
Then he left and I fell asleep. I didn't even tell him about my dad leaving but I didn't care. It was really nice to be back there. Crap, I have school tomorrow.
