The Diaz Brothers

Pre fight -- chapter 25

When we got home I put my tank on and laid down. I covered my eyes with my arm because I had a pretty bad headache. A while later my phone rang so I answered it without looking. "Hey Ry what's up?" "I got you sick." I was confused. I didn't feel very great but that wasn't Ryan's fault. "I'm not sick Ryan what are you talking about?" "I got you sick. I hear it in your voice. Baby girl don't try to tell me I didn't cause I know it's a lie. Now I'll be over in about ten minutes to give you this medicine. I love you and I'll see you then. Okay? Bye baby girl." I frowned and rolled my eyes and put my phone down. Ace walked into the bedroom a minute later followed by Mason. "What's wrong beautiful?" I looked at him. "I feel like I'm getting sick. I can not get sick before tomorrow. Ryan is coming over to bring me medicine and he thinks it's his fault I'm sick and I know he wants to react to Ralph's call and the... I mean that isn't okay with me. I don't want him getting himself hurt because of me. He's just so aggressive with people..." Ace walked over and hugged me. "Hey... Ryan knows how to handle himself. Trust me. I've seen him do it plenty of times. He is capable. He knows what he's doing. You just have to trust him. Just like he trusted you to take care of yourself for so long... Babe, Ryan knows what he's doing okay?" I nodded. "I know he does. I just don't like it. I worry about him." Ace kissed my cheek and Ryan walked in the door. "Hey Ry!" I tried to make it sound like I felt fine. "Why-in!" Mason yelled and ran over to Ryan. Ry picked him up and kissed his forehead. "Hey little bear!" He smiled and so did I. "Ryan you should get married and have a kid. You'd be a really amazing dad." "That would require someone to actually want to marry me and for me to want a kid." I looked at him with fake sadness. "You didn't want to raise me like your own?" "I was eight. It shouldn't have had to be that way... Not yet at least. Your fuck face of a father should've treated you right." I frowned. Suddenly I remembered one time when he had beaten me and broken three of my ribs and given me a concussion just for being at home. I had told him I probably would still be at work at 6 so I would be out of his way but I got off at 5 and went home so he was pissed and claimed that I lied. Of course he never beat me because he wanted to. He did it because he had to. I accepted that as truth for a really long time even though I shouldn't have. I thought about how badly my lungs hurt then and how hard it was to breathe then. I had cried which made it worse for me. He had already slammed my head into the wall three times and thrown me down the stairs but I started crying and he walked over to me and kicked me in the ribs and bent down then punched me in the shoulder and grabbed my thighs and raped me right in the middle of the landing because that should teach me better. He had finished and yanked me up by my throat and then yanked me by the arm back up to my room and tied me to my bed. He had come back with some sex toy and a bat. He shoved the toy inside of me and ripped my shirt open. He started playing with my breasts and kissed me roughly. He put his hand inside of me with the toy and it hurt my head even worse to be doing things at all. He grabbed my hand and shoved it down his pants and told me to play with his member. After a little while he made me give him a blow job and he finally just raped me again. When my mother got home I was finally safe for a little while. She had brought them home dinner and so he went to eat it with her. I had managed to get myself untied and sneak out my second story window by jumping to the tree and not really caring if I made it and lived or had legs afterward. I managed to make it to the tree and get down it without the neighbor seeing me or either of my parents. I looked at my phone in my pocket. I called Ace and asked him to meet me at the store. He had beaten me there and when he saw me he ran over to me. He picked me up and put me in his truck and took me to his house. "We have to take her to the hospital!" "We can't Lily. Look at her. Do you think he knows she's gone? No, see her wrists have rope burns on them. He thinks she's still tied up in her bed. Ace... Call Kristi and see if her sister is still in town. Okay? Kinley look at me. What is your name?" "McKinley McCarty..." "What is my name?" "Ace Cardenas." "Who brought you here?" "Tommy did." "Where do you work?" "Your dad's shop... I got home early." "Who else is in the room?" "Krystyn." "What color are my eyes?" "Purple." "What is your horses name?" "Kash." "Where are you?" "Tied up in my bed." "What is the date?" "November 15, 2011." He looked away. "Hey... Who are you?" I asked really confused. "What's your name?" "Hope Ryan Kash." I answered and he looked worried. "What was the last thing I said?" "Who brought me here?" "Ace, do you have her yet? We need her taken care of now. She's third degree and her ribs are definitely broken." "Yeah. Meet them at the clinic. Is she gonna be okay?!" "Just call Kash and tell him we need escort to the clinic. Hurry." I could hear beeping and I fell asleep.