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Rebecca's POV:

I watch as Cal exits the room. I'm in shock. Slightly shaking. I turn my head to Tom slowly, he's crying. I pull him into a hug.

Tom and I became close as friends, because I began living at Calum's apartment we hung out a lot.

I know I'm sad hanging round with teenagers and I'm 26.

Oh well. But I've been there for a few months, mainly staying in Chris' room because she makes me, so Tom comes around a lot. We talk about everything.

Tom and Chris' birthdays are 2 days apart which is nice but in this situation theirs 18's will definitely be remembered.

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Cal eventually comes back in and his shaken up, you can tell. It makes me frown.

I'm sat where he was before he left and I'm holding her hand

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I'm sat where he was before he left and I'm holding her hand. Chris is young, she's so pretty and undeserved of the abuse. It's stupid that she had to go through that.

Both of them well all 3 of them. Calum, Adam and Chris.

"You okay" I finally choke up. He sighs taking a seat beside Tom and putting his head on his shoulder. I sigh in response. He's exhausted.

"Go to sleep..." I say nodding. He looks at me. He sighs leaning back in his chair. As he closes his eyes, he blacks out instantly. Me and Tom look at each other and sigh.

It's like he's been awake for 26 years, in fear. His black hair that is slick back, stands up in fear. His blue eyes, icy, scared of the next toxic event. His tall, muscular form, hiding all his scars. Both Chris and Cal have been through enough!

As my thoughts wonder, something tickles my hand. I look down at my hand and see Chris' finger moving, gently scanning over my skin. I gasp. Chris groans in pain catching Toms attention.

The doctor walks in as this happens. But before Chris can wake, the doctor ushers me and Tom out of the room. Allowing Calum to stay rested and tests to be done to Chris.

Chris' POV:

I use all my strength to open my eyes. I rip them open and see a lean doctor hovering over me. "Hello, Chris" he says. My eyes widen as panic begins to rush through my body. The adrenaline pumps quickly. "No, No please!! Get away!!" I scream, I push myself up and get to the head of the bed.

"Don't touch me!!" I scream

Calum opens his eyes as chaos erupts. "Whoa whoa whoa! Hey Chris... it's okay" tears prick his eyes as I stare at him. Tears roll down my face as he edges towards me.

"Calum help me please!!!" I cry. "Hey it's okay. It's okay" he says.

He gets to me and wraps his arms around my chest. I feel safe in his arms. "Hey you're going to rip your stitches, sit down properly" he whispers into my ear. "The doctor won't hurt you... he's making sure you're okay. Can you do that?" I nod at him.

I lay down but grab Calum's hand instantly. The doctor comes to me and I try not to flinch. "I need to check your stitches okay. They won't take long to heal. About 4-10 days okay?" I nod.

He takes off the gauze and takes a closer look at my stitches. "Looks like they're healing already. You had surgery 7 hours ago so they have began the healing process" I just nod.

"The police would like to talk to you but would you like to do it later" The fear of talking about my parents to the police terrifies me. The abuse. What if-

I'm cut off by Calum rubbing my hand. I look towards the doctor. "Later please..." I cry. He nods. "I'll let you two talk" he states leaving the room.

There I sit in the silence, I look towards Calum. "Is he- is he-" Calum already knows what I'm trying to say. He just nods. "Yeah..." he says in a whispers.

"And Tom?" I ask. "Is he okay?" A smile broadens on his face. "Yeah he's okay"

"You know how many times I asked details for his sex life not knowing it was you, oh god, I wish I didn't ask. I didn't need to know how hard you fucked him" I giggle. "Do you treat him right?" I ask. Calum sighs. "Yeah, well I mean I have to don't I? He treats me right. It's common decency. I don't wanna turn out like dad..." my eyes sadden.

"I heard you. Well most of it... most of the time it went silent. But a lot of what he did, I heard. I'm sorry. I'm sorry about your mum..." I say, running his hand. He releases a breath.

"Is she okay?" I ask staring off into the room. I hear Calum go 'huh'. "Becs is she okay?" He nods smiling. I look around the room, searching for my phone. Calum passes it me knowing I want it. I chuckle.

I go through my phone but don't check my social media yet. I don't want to know what people are saying yet. I check my photos and come across a picture. It makes me chuckle.

I show Calum the picture

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I show Calum the picture. "You two at my 17th" I chuckle. Then a question dawns. "Is Ash okay?" I ask staring at my photos. I chuckle at another photo. I turn my phone to Cal.

He's silent

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He's silent. "Cal? How's Ash?" He stays frozen. "Cal?" I whisper.

Please...

The reality is dawning on me. "Calum please... no, no...no Calum- don't- don't tell-" he just looks at me with tears in his eyes. Then I break...

It feels as if I'm about to explode. Non stop tears. I'm sobbing heavily into Calum's arms. Ashton's gone??!!

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