Into the Flames {Station 19 x you}

five: first night

"You can't be serious? You go to the police station!" He yells as I shake my head from side to side, cowering in the corner.

"It was the f-fire department!" I shout back, tears rolling down my eyes. I glance up at my foster father who clenches his jaw. His hand rubs down his face as he shakes his head immediately flying at me and wrapping his hand around my neck. I gasp for breath as I feel my body lifted up. He pins me to the wall, high up. My hands fly forward trying to get his hand off of me. The oxygen I was taking in, wasn't so much now.

"It was the fire department? You trying to be smart with me!" He yells through his gritted teeth. His face right in front of mine. I squeeze my eyes together tightly, trying to focus on breathing. My legs kicking, trying to get out of the situation. "I own you! You get that don't you? I own you and as far as I'm concerned you are nothing! NOTHING! You want to get me in trouble for providing you a roof over your damn head? Good fucking luck you worthless, pathetic girl!"

As he spoke I felt his spit fly from his face onto mine. Pain shoots through me as his fingers squeeze tighter against my throat. My lips separate not able to breathe. The man chuckles.

"Can't even breathe! Won't fight back! You're pathetic!" He lets go and I fall immediately to the ground. My body hits the floor hard and I cough rapidly, uncontrollably. I squeeze my eyes shut, trying to get my breathes even. My chest heaves up and down fast, unevenly. I can feel the floorboards beneath me move before a hard kick to my stomach sending me flying over to my back. A scream escapes my lips as I lean my head back.

"No wonder your mother gave you up," he spat, kicking once again then walking away. My tears fall down my cheeks. My stomach burning. My throat burning.

"Sh, sh. Sweetie, wake up, wake up," A panicked, gingerly voice speaks as I jolt awake. I sit up and jump away as arms unwrap around me. I get up out of the bed and wince at the pain, leaning against the wall. Once I settle my eyes open, feeling tears slip down my cheeks meeting Andy's brown ones. They look hurt, sad and concerned all wrapped into one.

"Y/n..." She breathes out, slowly standing up from the bed I was just sleeping in. My eyes tear from her's and to the bed. Seeing it sweaty and my teddy bear just sitting there. I pick my lips before separating them. My breathes uneven, my chest rising up and down. The room was dark. The only light coming from the hallway. I sniff and wrap my arms around myself.

"I-I'm sorry. I-" I try to get out, breathing heavily.  Andy shakes her head from side to side, putting up her hands slightly. "The sheets.. I'm sorry."

I watch Andy's eyes go down to the sheets and watch her head tilt to the side. "It's okay. We can get new ones sweetie. It's okay, I promise."

"Did I w-wake you?" My voice is barely a whisper. "I didn't mean to. I'm sorry.."

Andy shakes her head from side to side slowly, taking a step forward to go around the bed but stops herself. "Y/n, you don't have to apologize. I promise you, it's okay. Here we can-" Andy pauses and turns towards the closet walking over. My eyes follow in the somewhat dark room seeing her open it and reach up to the top where an extra heavier blanket sits. She grabs it down and walks over to in front of the bed, opening the blanket up a bit and placing it neatly to the ground. I tilt my head to the side a bit, watching every move. When she gets that settled she reaches to the bed and grabs the blanket I was wrapped in and then my pillows placing them on the neatly placed, comfortable looking blanket on the ground. The last thing was the teddy bear and motions for me to come over.

I hesitate a moment. My brows narrow but my eyes soften it feels like. I bite my bottom lip as Andy's lips curve upwards, smiling lightly, warmly. It was different from the other people I've lived with before. I look down and nod slowly walking over. Andy gently reaches out her arm and holds out her hand. I look at it then trail my eyes up her arm slowly to meet her brown eyes looking back at me with hope, warmth, comfort. Slowly I nod again and reach up my hand taking a hold of hers.