A legends son

Chapter 10

POV Beatrice.

I Look at my new backpack with a sense of dread over me. Addie insisted that I go back to 'real school. The last time I went to real school I met the guy of my nightmares and almost died. I walk out of the house and join Alex and Addison in the car. I get in the back seat, turning my headphones on. I turn my volume up loud enough that it feels like it's the only sound in the world. Just me and my music. We get to the school and I nervously get out of the car. Alex sees my nervous expression and squeezes my hand. "You're gonna be fine. Don't worry. You have me." He says, smiling kindly. I fake a smile back at him, afterward looking at the ground intently. "Yeah. I'll be fine. You're right." I nod, hugging myself tightly. I don't know if I've ever been so intimidated by a building before. Its brick walls give off a prison aura, and the paint is chipping everywhere. We get inside and I go to the office to get my schedule. "Um... I'm Beatrice Shepherd. I'm here for my schedule..?" I ask softly. A bright woman looks up at me with a smile on her face. "Oh of course sweetheart. Let me get that for you." She smiles and goes to the back. She comes back with a piece of paper with my schedule printed on it. I nod at her and walk out. First: Art. The place I love more than anything: An art room. A place where people can be themselves. I sit down in the back of the class, next to Nova. Her chocolate skin making the pale sunlight more radiant as it bounces it off. I decide that I'm going to paint her. I start on the basic shapes and colors and then bring her to life using yellows and red. I feel a weird feeling in my stomach like my guts were being moved around. "May I use the restroom?" I ask urgently, raising my hand. The teacher nods and I run out, barely making it to the bathroom before I puke up everything in my stomach. I feel my abdomen and the large bump present there. I feel the feeling again and realized that it's kicking. My baby kicked for the first time in its life. I start to cry, exaggerating the moment a tad. Can you blame me? I'm 7 months pregnant. I hear a door crack open. I freeze until I realize it's just Nova."Hey, you okay?" She asks, putting her hand on my back."Y-yes. My baby... just kicked." I say with tear-filled eyes. "Oh, Beatrice, that's great!" She says, smiling. I smile back at her. We are heading to class when a guy in a lawyer-type suit comes up to me. "Which one of you is Beatrice Shepherd?" He says, in a monotone and very deep voice. I don't like him. He reminds me too much of Anthony. He's tall and muscular. Looks like he could take me down in an instant. Nonetheless, I timidly raise my hand. "Very good. I am your father's lawyer, Mr. Simpson. I'm here to take you to your father." My heart fluttered with anticipation and hopefulness before skepticism takes over. "Why?" I ask. "They went to a mediator. It didn't need to go to court. It was a quick decision. Obviously, Addison does not deserve any guardianship over you, as she is not biologically your mother and hasn't been treated that way for 6 years." My grin grows with his words. "So the judge decided that Derek Shepherd is most fit to be your guardian. Also, Mrs. Grey has been approved to be your adopted mom." I gasped. She wanted me to be her daughter. I grin wildly. "I'm here to take you home. Your father told me that there is some stuff at yours at Mrs. Montgomery's house. Would you like to go get it?" I nod wordlessly. We get to the house and take everything from my corner of the room. I stuff it all into the suitcase I came with. I smile and look down at my stomach. "You're gonna meet your grandpa and grandma soon. And your other mama." I say to it. I smile at my stomach. The plane was boring. Nothing happened, I sat next to the social worker the entire flight, awkwardly. I get off of the plane and I see my mom and dad, waiting for me. I engulf them in a hug, sobbing with happiness. "I love you guys," I whisper, still sobbing. Meredith runs her fingers through my hair calmingly and my dad holds me like he's never lettting me go. I smile through my tears. Alex, Cristina, Lexie, Bailey, even April, Percy, and Jackson, the Mercy-Westers came. I gave them each big hugs which they returned. I see the face I have most wanted to see. Kristen. It's as if the rest of the world does not exist as I pull her into a hug that turns into a passionate kiss. Her light flowery scent surrounded me and I was sent into a world where everything was okay. I was so giddy to see her that I giggled. I don't giggle. "I missed you, my rose." She smiles. "Oh and here. I couldn't see you on your birthday." She hands me a large gift bag and a bouquet of flowers. I wipe my eyes. "You didn't have to do that, Kris." I grin. "Yeah but look how happy you are." She says, admiring my face. "God, everytime I see you I just come up with a thousand more reasons to love you." She says. I blush heavily and hold her hand. "I love you Kristen." I say softly. "I love you too my Rosie." She smiles, kissing me again. "Get a room!" Alex jokes. I roll my eyes exaggeratingly. "I haven't seen her in 5 months, Alex." I say. He smirks at me with a sincere happiness. "So how did you guys live without me?" I ask, curious what in my world has changed when I was gone from it. "Izzie left me." Alex blurted. I look down. Izzie? What? That doesn't make any sense. I shake my head. "I'm cool with it. I'm fine. I've moved on." He attempts to convince. "Yeah, if sleeping with someone is moving on, you're doing great." Mom retaliates quickly. I smile, looking down. We had reached the car, and just me, mom and dad, and Alex were left. Everyone else had found their ride and drove off. I get in the seat, the scent of my old house filling my nostrils. It immediately was home. I'm home. "Bea, you still with us?" Dad asks, pulling me out of my thoughts. "Y-yeah. I'm still pinching myself to see if it's real." I joke. "How's the baby?" He says. My smile drops a little. "Um... It kicked today." I say, shrugging. "Awe, that's amazing!" Mom beams. Her smile was contageous and soon everyone in the car was smiling. We pull up to the house and I go back to my room, getting a weird feeling from it. Unfamiliarity? Fright? I furrow my brows in confusion, but go further into the room. Someone grabs me by the shoulders, and by instinct, I slap their arms off of me and turn around to fight. But I was stopped when I realized it was just my mom. She holds my wrists for comfort for me and defense from me. "S-sorry. I didn't mean to. Sometimes I think I'm back in that basement, you know?" I explain quicky. "Do you wanna talk about the basement? All anyone knows is what was heard on the tape." I, surprising myself as well as her, nod. "It was really cold. It was so cold in there. He did it on purpose, extra torture, I guess. You know he raped me, obviously. I don't even remember him doing that. I was passed out." I say. Mom nods. "No, I do remember his face while he did it." I shiver at the thought, and hold my mom tightly. "He enjoyed making me suffer. He used to-" I stop myself, it almost being too hard to continue. "He used to make me cut myself. He loved knives. That was his favorite. He came down and stabbed me too many times to count. But the worst was when he forced me to do it. He forced me to cut again." I close my eyes, trying to hide my tears. Mom pulls me in and hugs me tighter, rubbing my back. "I didn't want to live." "What?" Mom speaks from her silence. "I wanted to die. When I was found, I was ready. I was... relieved that I was going to die. After all of that damn torture he put me through, I thought that I was going to die. But I'm still here. carrying his child and suffering. Just like he wanted." I look down solemnly. "Bea; he's gone. He's not winning, nor will he ever be. You won by being alive." She says. I look down at my belly. "Your child is gonna be so loved, it won't know what hit it." She smiles, putting her hand on it. I fell to sleep like this, cradled in her arms.

Alex (m)POV
Nova comes into the classroom after following bea and whispers too me "bea is going back with her dad"
"what?" i whisper back
"im sorry alex.." she says rubbing my back in support

i finnally had a sister. a friend. somone to stand up to me infront of addison. and now shes problay never going to want to come back to see me again. this isnt fair. i hate addison, why cant she be a normal parent. i wish derek and meredith would take me in. life would be so much better then it is now

A/N
hmm... new story line?