My Cousin's Ex

Chapter 8

                                 Jace's POV
She wrapped her left arm around me. She started trailing her fingers up and down my arm.

"There's something else that happened."

"You don't have to tell me, if you don't want to."

"I-I kinda should. I hate keeping things to myself."

"How bad is it?"

"REALLY bad."

"Oh god."

"So. I got sick once. I also noticed my stomach was bigger."

"You're pregnant aren't you?"

"No. I was. He found out and started kicking me. I woke up the next day miscarrying."

"Jesus. How recent was this?"

"No clue. I lost track of the days quickly. Maybe a few weeks before I got shot? I-I don't know."

I heard her sniffle.

"I'm sorry. If I knew what it was, I wouldn't have asked about it more."

"It's not your fault. I'm terrified to go back to my house. If one person was able to get in then, that means more people can."

"Don't do that. I live what? 4? 5 minutes away? You have my number. If you need me, call me. I'll get to you."

I yawned.

"Go to sleep."

"No. I haven't seen you in almost a year. I'm worried."

"Dominik I'm not going anywhere."

She started scratching the back of my head. My eyes started to get heavy.

"Baby rest."

I smiled.

"Damn. I haven't been called that since I was like, 13 maybe?"

"Go to freaking sleep Dom."

"Fine."

I shut my eyes. I heard Evelyne talking to someone, I started listening.

"I'm telling you. I swear he's not like Bryce. I had them call him, right after you. He got here before you. He said he literally drove all night."

I couldn't help but smile.

I've never had a girl talk about me like this.

"What if you're wrong?"

"You can yell at me all you want. Please..just give him a chance. That's all I'm asking."

I started pulling her closer to me.

"He's the one who helped when you got stabbed?"

"Mhm. Him and his younger brother Harvey."

"Fine. I'll give him a damn chance."

"Thanks man."

"You heard the whole thing?!"

"Yep."

I put my head on Evelyne's shoulder. Later that day, I got kicked out of the room.

"Nooo! Don't go!"

"I'll see you when you get home. Alright?"

The day after she got home, she showed up at my house.

"Hey!"

I noticed she had been crying.

"What's wrong?"

"Please tell me I can come in."

"Yeah."

She walked inside.

"Everything okay?"

"My step sister found out."

"You have a step sister?"

She nodded.

"Let's go in my room."

I brought her to my room. We sat on my bed. She put herself in my lap then, she put my arms where she wanted them.

"Alright love. What the fuck happened?"

"So..you've never met my step dad and step sister since, they're always busy. My step dad Luis is always at work. My step sister Candace was on a class trip at the moment you were at my house."

"So I've just missed them?"

"Basically. So..Candace found out about Bryce. She was basically blaming me."

"Why?"

"She was saying that since I didn't let him touch me, that's why he did everything."

"Baby..."

"I was trying to explain but, she was calling me names."

"Dare I ask. Like what?"

"I got called "whore" "slut" "hoe" "prostitute" "skank" shit like that."

"You're none of those things."

"I feel like I am though. I'm so scared. Please don't kick me out. I-I think I might die if I go back."

"Baby I doubt that's gonna happen. That being said. You can always come here."

She yawned.

"I woke up at like 4, with her at the foot of my bed."

Her eyes started to get heavy.

"Go to sleep."

She put a hand on my chest. Her sleeve fell down a bit. I was able to see fresh bruises.

"Claire? Why do you have bruises? Did everything happen again?"

She looked away. I sat up more.

"Love who hurt you?"

"N-no one."

"Then where did these come from?"

"I-I can't tell you."

"Please...?"