ABUSED:ASHELY'S STORY

CHAPTER FOUR

The next day I slept in. Dean came into my room and woke me up.
"Hey Ashely." Dean sat at the end of my bed
I slowly opened my eyes "Hi"
"Let me see your stomach" He said
I lifted up my shirt "It hurts Dean"
"Yeah I would imagine so the bruise is the size of my hand" Dean said lighting touching it
"Ow Dean don't touch the bruise it hurts" I let a tear fall
"Please Ashely let me take you to a doctor" Dean begged
"It hasn't been three days" I said
"Well you can barely move and I can't carry to all of your classes because you can't walk" Dean looked me in the eye
"Dean I'm fine. Wesley didn't hit me that hard" I looked back
"Yes he did Ashely" Dean said
"Dean just let it go" I said
"Fine. Get dressed we are going to be late" Dean walked out of my room.
I put in a lose black T-Shirt and yoga pants. I grabbed a pair of sneakers and went downstairs. I grabbed my bag and me and Dean went to the truck. I tried to get into the truck but I couldn't. Dean came over and helped me in.
"Thank you" I said
We drive to school. Dean ignored me the entire drive. When we got to school Dean helped me out. Ryan met us outside.
"Dean please don't do anything stupid" I begged
"I won't Ashely" Dean walked away
"Ashley are you okay?" Ryan asked
I lifted up my shirt and showed him the bruise. "It hurts"
"Holy Shit Ashely that's really bad" Ryan said
"I know idiot" I spit
"Sorry" He said
"No I'm sorry I snapped" I looked down
"Let's get you to first period" He held out his hand.
I grabbed it and we walked to class. I sat down in the back and Wesley sat next to me.
"Hey princess how's your stomach?" He asked
"Perfect" I smiled
"Really?" He asked
"Yeah" I answered
"Did you or Ryan tell anyone I hit you?" He asked with a straight face
"Just Dean" I answered looking at him
"He better not touch me or you will pay sweetheart" Wesley said
I looked to the front of the room.
"Okay class.....blah....blah.....blah..." Is all I heard
The bell rang.
"Ashely stay after class please" The teacher said
"Okay" I sat back down
"Ashely can I ask you something" Mr.Richer asked
"Yes anything" I answered with a smile
"Did Wesley hit you yesterday" He asked
I froze. "Uh.....Why would you ask that?"
"Ashely there are cameras around and there is a video of him hitting you and you falling. Then Dean Kea went and picked you up." Mr.Richer said
"Oh that. That was just a misunderstanding. You see Wesley went to touch my stomach to see if it was tense and I fell because I was sore. My boyfriend Ryan went and got Dean my foster brother." I lied
"Oh okay Ashely" He said "you can go"
I got up and walked out. Right as I got out of the classroom Wesley grabbed my wrist.
"Wesley let go" I said
"No tell me what happened in there" He dug his nails into my wrist causing me to whimper.
"Wesley your hurting me" I said trying to pull away.
"I don't care" He said
"Wesley please" I said pulling as hard as I could
He dug his nails in deeper and pulled me back close to him. He looked at me then let go. He walked away and I saw that blood was coming out of my wrist. I walked to the bathroom and got a paper towel. I wiped the blood up and my phone buzzed.
TEXT FROM BIG BROTHER: Ash be careful dad got out on bail. Uncle Jed paid his bail. Uncle Jed doesn't believe that he would ever hit you or me.
TEXT TO BIG BROTHER: Okay thank you I will be careful.
TEXT FORM BIG BROTHER: Ash please let me back into your life
TEXT TO BIG BROTHER: Thanks for letting me know that dad is out but I'm still mad at you
TEXT FROM BIG BROTHER: Please
I put my phone away and walked out of the bathroom. I found Dean and grabbed him.
"What Ashely I though you weren't going to bother me at school" Dean said
I showed him my wrist, The texts from Drake and my stomach. "Sorry but this is a little more then your reputation."
"Okay Ashley I'm sorry. Who is Drake?" He asked
DEANS POV
Ashely came and pulled me off to the side.
"I though you weren't going to bother me at school" I said
She showed me her wrist, some texts from a guy named drake, and her stomach. "Sorry but this is a little more important then your reputation"
"Okay sorry Ashely who is drake" I asked
"Drake is my older brother" She answered
"Why aren't you living with him?" I asked
"Because I hate him." She answered.
"What happened to wrist" I asked
"Wesley dug his nails into my wrist causing it to bleed." She looked sad
"Fuck!!!!!!" I yelled
"Dean" Ashely looked at me with wide eyes
"I'm going to kill him. He can't just punch you and make you bleed. What the fuck is his problem" I threw my hands up.
She flinched and turned away covering her face. I put my hands down and touched her shoulder. She jumped. I wrapped her in a hug. My friends came over to make sure she was okay. My friends aren't bad people. They all have good hearts.