Parker Kate is a 16 year old girl who is down for anything at anytime! From partying with her friends to going surfing in a hurricane to accidentally falling in love with one of her best friends... all while trying to battle her abusive alcoholic Fa...
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Warning this chapter has self harm
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I woke up the next morning hearing the Pogues arguing in the living room of the Chateau. I sat up and my vision went fuzzy and I felt slightly dizzy but got up anyway. I made my way over to the bedroom door and slowly opened it stepping out into the hallway, being as quiet as possible not wanting to let them see me and hurried to the bathroom. As I got into the bathroom I quickly closed the door and locked it behind me. I stepped in front of the sink resting my hands on the edge of it before looking into the mirror. I took the bandage off the cut above my eye and splashed water on my face. I realized that JJ didn't clean off my hands yesterday and they were still covered in my blood. So I quickly washed them and dried them off on my shirt forgetting about my bruised ribs underneath. I winced in pain and slowly lifted my shirt up to see how bad it was. As soon as I saw the black and blue bruises that covered my torso I pulled my shirt down quickly. I couldn't look at myself any longer. I opened the bathroom door and tried to get back into the spare bedroom without anyone noticing, but once I got out into the hallway the wooden floor beneath me creaked and each of the Pogues head's wiped in my direction and my heart sank into my stomach as four sets of eyes were staring at me.
By the looks on their faces I could tell they wanted to say something but they didn't know what to say. And honestly if I was them I wouldn't know what to say either. I walked in to the living room and Kie looks at me with sad eyes, and I could tell she desperately wanted to hug me but couldn't find the words to ask. I held open my arms and she hugged me softly as I sighed into her. As we pulled apart from each other my shirt lifted up exposing my torso. They all gasp in shock as JJ rushes over and pulls my shirt back down.
John B was the first to say something, "Parker... Why didn't you tell us?" He says, placing a gentle hand on my shoulder but quickly pulls away in fear of hurting me. I hadn't said a word in over 20 hours having slept from 1pm yesterday to 9am this morning. But I knew if I continued to not speak they would get even more worried then they already were.
"John B, I'm bruised not broken." I say grabbing his hand tightly and pulling him into a soft hug. "Well, I'm assuming by your question that JJ told you who did this to me." I say, as I sit down on the couch next to Pope and gently squeeze his hand letting him know I was thankful that he was there for me yesterday. Pope looked at me a gave me a small smile but I could see his eyes were still full of concern. "Pope I'm okay, thank you for being there for me." I whisper to him.
"Parker I'm sorry for telling them about your dad, but I just couldn't lie to them." JJ says, sitting down next to me placing his hand on my thigh but immediately pulled back. I couldn't tell if he pulled away because he was scared to hurt me or because of how our previous conversation ended. But I closed my eyes and took a deep breath.
