"You hate me?" ~ chris sturniolo

Chapter 34

*harpers pov*

When chris arrived he slowly opened the door to reveal himself. He then walked in and avoided eye contact with me. Now this hurts. Once he had set his things out and plugged in his phone he turned to me.

"Im sorry" he said in almost a whisper

"Chris this isnt your fault" i say comforting him

"But it is. I shouldve protected you. Its my job. As your best friend i should protect you and i didnt. Im so fucking sorry" he said not looking me in the eyes

"Chris this has nothing to do with you. You cant control how they act. They are much stronger than you and me combined. They wouldve gotten to me eventually anyway. I just didnt know that it would be this bad. Ive been into hospitals before sometimes multiple times in one week. But its never been this bad. Theyre mad and i dont know why. Usually they target my brothers and i used to be their favourite so they didnt go as hard on me as they did to them. I had to be the protector back in georgia. My mother wanted all daughters. My father didnt mind much but once he found out about my mothers need for girls he decided to give her the idea of the abuse. You know its not great to overhear a conversation like that." I ramble realising how much ive said. So i stop

"Conversation like what? Keep talking" chris takes ahold of my hand

"When i was five i overheard a conversation while i was climbing on the counters to get juice. I was up there and i got stuck since i was so small. So as i was about to shout i overheard my parents talking. My dad said that he hated children and my mom said that she had always wanted all girls. So they decided together. 'We're going to show them kids how much we hate them' they said but i didnt think much of it i thought they were playing house or something you know like i did with my brothers, well mainly just jay, ben and jack were like just toddlers. My parents walking into the kitchen and saw me. My dad gave me like an evil look as if he was about to pounce or something, but his face changes when my mom walks over and picks me up. Later than night i hear jay screaming from his room. Ben and jack were crying as they were scared and jay kept screaming. I walked into jays room to see why he was screaming and i saw my dad ontop of him beating him. Jay was only eight. My mom then escorted me out of that room and told me to check on my younger brothers. From that day on they beat jay every night. Then when ben and jack were talking full sentences and going to elementary school they began to do it to them. Once i started to protect my brothers i started to get hit. Thst was the only time i got hit. Usually. Sometimes my brothers were out and they would just have built up anger you know." I sighed and leaned back not letting go of chriss hand.

"H" he says before sighing aswell "im so happy youre here" he smiles at me.

"What?" I ask confused

"Im so happy that you moved to boston. Im so happy that they caught you both times before anything could happen. Im just sorry it had to happen especially to you." He says

"Okay?" I say still confused.

"Do you know when youll get out?" He asks looking at the doctors walking past.

"No they checked my files and since this is like my fifth-" i stop myself realising he only knows about two.

"Fifth what?" He asks

"Um.. nothing i meant second"

"Then why didnt you correct yourself before i said anything. H is this the fifth time this has happened."

"No. This is the fifth time ive spoken about it" I shrugged "they only have four others on record"

"Only four?" He questions me