I'm Fine //Matthew Espinosa

Chapter 5

"Okay Ms. Giovanni your free to leave." The nurse said.

"Okay, thank you." I said as I got up and left.

I met my family including my dad outside and we drove home.

I got out of the car and ran upstairs to take a shower.

Just as I was going to step in my dad called me. I grabbed my house coat a bra and underwear and walked downstairs.

"Yes, father?" I asked.

"How much did you tell the doctors?" He asked.

"I didn't tell them anything. I promise."

"Don't lie!" He screamed while he punched me in the face but was quickly stopped by Grayson.

"Don't touch her."

He punched Grayson, but Grayson quickly sprung up and punched dad right in the jaw. He kept punching until dad was unconscious.

"Noah, Zachary and Dawson go upstairs and pack a few days of clothing." Grayson spoke.

"You to Brooke." He added.

I ran upstairs and grabbed my suitcase. I put in a few tops and pants. I found my makeup and cramed that in. I put on a lace top and light pink pants.

I ran downstairs and met Grayson we all got in the car and Grayson drove the car.

"Where are we going?" Zachary asked.

"Texas." Grayson replied.

-••-
We got to Texas and drove by our aunts house. Grayson parked in the driveway and we walked up to the door.

"Hey Aunt Gina!" Noah exclaimed.

"Hey Noah! What brings you back to Texas?" She asked confused.

"It's Tom he has hurt Brooke."

"I told you he would strike on her one day."

"I know."

"Come in, come in." She insisted.

We walked into her beautiful house and got settled in our rooms. I got a text from Matt.

From Matt:
Where did you go. I haven't seen you in a long time. U didn't come to school where did you go.

To Matt:
Sorry I went back to Texas.

I put my phone down and stared at the ceiling.

"Brooke! Dinner." My Aunt called.

"Coming." I replied.

I walked back downstairs and sat beside Noah and Grayson.

"So, Brooke he hurt you?" She asked.

"Yes."

"You look perfectly fine to me."

I got up and took off the makeup and sat down.

"Oh my goodness gracious, he really got you."

"Yeah it's not the first time."

"Oh...."

"Yeah."

"You have to tell someone."

"I can't." My mom said.

"Why?"

"He threatened all of us."

"Oh..."

"Can I be excused?" I asked.

"Yes sweetie."

I got up and walked to my room. I flopped on my bed and looked at my phone.
36 missed calls from Dad. My eyes widened at the sight of Dad. I sprung up and ran downstairs.

"What's up sweetie?" Mom asked.

"Dads called me 36 times."

"Give me your phone." Grayson demanded.

"Grayson."

"Brooke, phone." He demanded putting his hand out. I put my phone in his hand as I did my sleeve went up exposing my wrists.

"Brooke what the hell!" Grayson screamed.

"I'm sorry."

"Damn right your sorry!" Grayson screamed.

"Dude, calm down." Dawson screamed.

"Sorry!" I screamed.

I turned around and ran up to my room. I was never that close to Grayson he had the tendency to lose his temper, but it was only because he cared. I was closest to Dawson. He really understood me. He used to cut. You would think boys don't have feelings, there life is so easy. Well it's not, boys do have feelings they are human too.

I ran to the bathroom and decided to cut. Life is to stressful. I took the blade and dragged it along my wrist. Just as I finished. Dawson came in.

"Brooke." He said disappointedly engulfing me into a hug.

"I'm sorry Dawson." I said crying into his shoulder.

"Don't be sorry. Life is a bitch, but you gotta fuck that bitch." He said.

"What?!" I asked confused and slightly chuckling.

"I don't know. I just wanted to see your beautiful smile."

He picked me up and brought me to his room.

"Dawson put me down I'm probably really heavy."

"No your not heavy."

"Please."

"Fine." He said while laying me down in his bed.

"So, what ever happened with you and Matt?" He asked.

I shed a single tear.

"I told him I didn't feel the same way."

"But I thought you liked him."

"I did but dad would never approve."

"Oh, who cares what dad thinks." He said chuckling.

"I do." I said raising my hand. He laughed.

"Wanna watch Netflix?" He asked.

"Yahessssssssss." I screamed.

He laughed so hard he almost fell off the bed he grabbed his laptop and we watched Netflix.

Even though he was the younger sibling he would always be there for me and be like the older brother when I needed him.

My eyelids felt heavy and I fell asleep with Dawson. Not like that GET YOUR MIND OUT OF THE GUTTER.