You Saved Me

Chapter 12

 “Alex, I don't know how many times I can say sorry. I didn't mean to. He came onto me. I just went with it. I was scared of getting hit if I didn't submit...” I say following Alex into the kitchen, grabbing ahold of the furniture for balance. He remained silent. “Alex? Lexy?” I say. No answer. “Please talk to me.” “You want me to talk? Fine. I'm talking, but this is all I'm saying. He and I talked about laying the least bit of a finger on you, and he stepped over the line. You're my little sister for crying out loud! I can't let my douche-bag of a best friend touch my girl.” He says looking at me and slamming his fist to the island. I jumped back and saw a flashback of Mitchy holding a knife, slamming it to the island at my old home. She came after me and slashed my stomach. I can't help but to let the tears well up as Alex got more and more pissed off. “I should have never let him take you out! I knew he would do this!” He says smacking the island. I begin stumbling away slowly. Alex began walking towards me. I was covered in terror as he walked towards me with angry eyes. “I can't let you go back out again Joey. He is done seeing you. He's over! YOU'RE NOT SEEING HIM EVER AGAIN!” He says gripping ahold of my wrist. I shudder as he pulls me and throws me onto the couch.

“LISA!!!!” I scream as Alex walked to the kitchen to grab a beer bottle. He looked like he was about to throw it at me. I was fighting back the tears. I didn't want to run because I was scared of what he might do. He began walking over to me, holding the beer bottle in his hands by the neck. “LISA!” I scream louder. Lisa runs downstairs and looks at Alex who was now infront of me.

“ALEXANDER WILLIAM GASKARTH! You better not hurt that girl!” She screams as she runs over to him. She grabs the bottle from his hands and throws it to the floor, shattering the bottle and letting beer spill over the carpet. He stares at her and glares. “Alexander, you better not lay a finger on her. You hear me?” Lisa says in a motherly tone. Please help me... He quickly snaps back to reality and looks over at me. I'm in complete tears, shaking with my knees pulled to my chest. All I can hear is mumbles from Lisa trying to calm Alex down. I knew about his anxiety, but I didn't know about his anger. I quiet down my tears and hear Alex say, “Oh my god. Joey.” He walks over to me and tries to pull me close to him. “Don't touch me.” I say scooting away. He puts his hand on mine and I yank it away and scream, “STAY AWAY FROM ME!” I get up and stumble towards the hallway. He catches my hand and I turn to fight him, to pry my hand away from his. “LET GO OF ME!!!!!!” I scream through my tears. He pulls me into him and as I'm kicking and fighting for him to let me go, I'm saying, “Let me go! Don't touch me! Leave me alone!” He just craddles me on the couch. I collapse in to his grip. He pulls my closer to him and I dangle my casted foot off of the couch. I'm shuddering. Don't hurt me like Mitchy... Please God.

“Alex, let her go. NOW.” Lisa demands. He instantly lets go. Lisa helps me to the stairs, so I won't fall. Alex comes over to help but Lisa snaps, “Don't you dare touch her. This poor hurt girl. You're sleeping down here.” She helps me up to my room and helps me climb into my bed. She closes and locks the door. She hands me a box of tissues and sits down on the edge of my bed. What just happened!?!

“What happened to you?” She asks pulling my ankle onto her lap. I wipe my tears and blow my nose then say, “I fractured my ankle at Jack's getting my heels on.” She looks up at me and says, “Did you and him have sex?” I nod and lean my head back, closing my eyes. “That's why Alex was mad. He didn't want you to give yourself up as early as he did to me. He was going on and on about if Jack touched you he would hurt him. He cares about you a lot. He even slipped up a few times and called you his baby girl.” I sit my head up and say, “H-he said that?” She nods her head and scoots closer to me. “I fully support you and Jack. It's going to take him some time to adjust. Why were you just sitting downstairs taking his bullshit? Why didn't you hobble up here?” I look at her and say, “Memories.” “Ah. Well, he's downstairs for the next few nights until he stops being a dick.” I laugh a little bit. “There's the smile I wanted to see.” She says getting up. “I'll go grab you something to eat and grab the walkie talkie set so you and I can talk when you need me.” I nod and she goes downstairs. I was so scared. Should I trust him?

<Lisa's P.O.V.>

“What the hell were you thinking?” I say to Alex, slapping his head, making him stand up. He would never hit me. I've checked him too many times. I've knocked him out cold because he got WAY too handsy while he was drunk infront of my parents. He just layed on the floor until he woke up. “What the fuck was that for?” He says grabbing the back of his head. “You know exactly what it was for. That girl up there has an abusive past. You know what caused her to to shy away. You know how she is with abuse. She had a flashback of her old life, Alex. That was a real pussy move.” I say making him sit down and pointing up the stairs towards Joey's room. “I'm sorry, okay? I don't want to accept the fact that Jack and Joey are together. You know that.” he says sitting up. “Well, you're going to have to get used to it. Let her live her life and make her own mistakes Alexander. Stop being so protective over her. She'll run away if you keep her on such a short leash.” I say walking to the kitchen to make her a plate of italian sausage patties and some fries from the restaurant downtown.

I feel arms go around my waist. Alex rests his head on mine. I push him away and say, “You're grounded from me for a while. That was a rather shitty move. I'll be upstairs with Joey. Text me if you absolutely need us. Goodnight.” I say grabbing the plate, silverware, barbeque sauce and the walkie talkie set. I walk upstairs and into Joey's room.

“How are you holding up?” I say setting the plate and a walkie talkie down on her night stand. She had gotten up to put on some music. Sleeping With Sirens- Let's Cheers To This. “I'll be better once I listen to some music and eat.” She says sitting down in her floor and patting a spot infront of her for her and I. I take the plate over and hand it to her. I take in everything about her. Her shoulder length brown hair and white undertones, poking out from the bottom of her ponytail. Her wrists are bright red, like she had been cutting.

“What's with your wrists?” I ask looking worried. “I was scratching. I usually cut after something like that. I don't want to, and the urge was eating at me, so I scratched the scars to stop it. I want to better myself.” I could see her mood change whenever she would talk to me. “You know, when Jack and I got close, he didn't shy away when he saw my scars on my stomach. The others usually would. He just kissed them.” She says beginning to smile. I could tell that Jack made her feel special. “It made me feel happy. I felt like, like there was nothing else in the world.” She finally says, then starts to eat. Her and I talk while she eats her dinner. Jack needs to keep her. Fuck Alex. She needs Jack.

<Joey's P.O.V.>

Lisa seemed to be really interested in my story. I've never had anyone like her to care for me. It felt good. I'm just so happy she was there to help me when I screamed. But what if she isn't next time? What if Alex or somebody gets to you before she can? Stop. You'll be fine. We talk for a while longer, then I start to yawn. She helps me into my bed and kisses my forhead goodnight. Sebastian decided to sleep with me tonight. He was slowly warming up to me. Peyton was still sketchy, but Baz was working on it. He slept at the foot of my bed. I feel at home.

The next morning, I wake up and feel a lot of pain in my leg. I look down and see blood around the top of it. What the hell? I grab the walkie talkie and glance at the time. 10:55. Lisa should be awake.

“Lisa, I need some help. Bring the first aid kit and a warm washclothe.” I say into the speaker. She comes in with the kit and a few washclothes. “What's wrong?” She asks setting the kit down on my dresser. I pull back the sheets and show her my leg. I glance to my bedside table to get a clue as to what happened and I see a ripped up piece of the floor threshold. It had blood on the end of it... “What the actual fuck?” I say picking it up. Lisa stares at me and says, “Do you remember what happened after you went to bed?” Now that I think of it, no, I don't. I shake my head as Lisa doctors up my leg. I hurt myself, expecting the cast to cover it up...

“Okay, we can't have you hurting yourself in your sleep. You're sleeping in my room tonight. You're on watch until the whole Jack-Alex situation is resolved. Alright sweetie?” She says rubbing the side of my face. I grab her hand and say, “Okay.” She helps me up and I pull my robe on over my clothes. She helps me walk downstairs and I sit on the L shaped couch by the kitchen. I flip through the channels, keeping it turned down so I wouldn't wake Alex, who apparently was sleeping very hard. He was snoring. I heard him up almost all night last night. He couldn't sleep. I hope this all gets resolved soon.