Caylee

Chapter 28

Spoken truth. 

Caylee

After getting dressed and pacing a little back and forth in the bathroom, I heard a slight knock. I head to the door and unlock it, knowing that the only other person in the room is Jayden. As I open the door he gives me a small smile and wraps his arms around my waist. 

“Everything will be alright, amor. I’ll be right next to you the entire time.” He kisses my head and starts pulling away. I whine. He chuckles. 

“Come on, they're waiting on us.” With a sigh I followed behind him. Am I ready to tell my mother and brother? No. Is it necessary? Yes.

Walking into the living room, I instantly saw my mom. She noticed me and jumped out of her seat, rushing towards me. 

“Oh Goddess, Caylee.” She started hugging me tightly and began to cry. I wrapped my arms around her in comfort, until she sniffled and pulled away. I saw CJ just sitting on the edge of the sofa, staring into space. My mom walks in that direction and sits next to CJ.

“Where can we go sit and talk?” I looked over at Jayden, waiting for a response. His eyes glazed over for a second before he answered me. 

“Dad said we can use his office, as he isn’t in it at the moment.” I nodded and looked in the direction of my family. 

“Come on guys.” I turned and walked out of the living room towards the office. Jayden followed behind me and my family following him. 

We made it to the office and Jayden waited at the door, to shut it once everyone was in. I sat on the edge of one of the sofas that were closer to the window. Mom and CJ sitting on the one across and Jayden making his way to take the seat next to me. It was completely silent for a few minutes, until I broke it.

“There are just two things I ask before I start.” I looked at them both and they both gave me a very hesitant nod. 

“Please, let me finish. Don’t interrupt me, even if I pause, don't intervene. Secondly, please don’t hate me.” I looked down at my hands already feeling all the emotions bottling up. 

Not knowing what their reactions would be doesn’t help. Would they blame me for never speaking up about it? My mind will continue to wonder, if I don’t start speaking now, I don’t think I’ll be able to at all. They both agreed and I began. 

I told them everything. My feelings on the loss of my father. The feelings I felt as mom began to date Robert. How hurt I felt feeling as if my mom was replacing my dad. At that age I didn’t understand how my mother could easily replace my father. I continued with expressing how I used to believe Robert wasn’t a terrible man. All until after I shifted into my wolf. 

I took a deep breath in and released it slowly. My mother was already silently crying and CJ just sat there emotionless. Jayden knew this was the part that I was completely afraid to speak about. I felt him grasp my hand and intertwine our fingers together. The warmth and sparks gave me a sense of security. Giving me the strength to continue. 

I explained how it all began with just him beating me. From just that for a few days I assume it wasn’t enough to satisfy whatever need he was trying to fulfill. Then I went on with how it all escalated and he began to touch me sexually. Until the day he first forced me into having sex. And how from that night on, it was a repeated cycle all up until last night.

By the end of my last sentence my moms sobs were uncontrollable. CJ got up from his seat and stormed off. I was silently crying, but felt Jayden's hand wrapped in mine. I looked up at him.

“Can you please check on CJ.” I knew it was barely audible but I knew he heard me. He simply nodded, gave me a peck on the head, and headed out to look for CJ.

I walked towards my mother slowly not knowing what to expect. I sat next to her and touched her arm. My touch caused an even bigger sob to escape her mouth. I took back my hand covering my mouth trying to cover up my own sob. 

“I am so sorry Caylee.” She said in between her heavy breathing. “I have failed you.” Her sobs got louder as those words left her mouth. I hugged her because I didn’t know what else to do. We both held each other sobbing. 

I know that we won’t be able to talk much. The subject is way too raw to just come up with the proper wording. I know my mind is on overdrive about everything that has happened. And I know my mother blames herself. When we both are more calm we can talk. For now we just comfort each other.

After a few minutes, we got up and headed out to the garden to get fresh air.