Finding A Home

Chapter 8

Stevie's POV

I can't believe how swollen her eye is.
But the worst part is what I see in the both of them. I'm not sure why I have such a connection to her. I feel like we're family. Maybe it's because I know the look in those eyes far too well. Maybe it's only a one way thing. But this girl who I've only known two days means sm to me.

-end of POV-

"Listen,Allie. First of all you can't lie to me. I can't be lied to me anymore. Each time today I thought it was in my head. That you actually where fine and I was over thinking. Sadly I've never been more wrong."

"Your Father did this to you,didn't he?"

No.

"Stop lying. I mean it. Open up to me dammit. Let me help. It's okay to ask for help. Listen,I don't tell many people this. But I've been abused myself. Just not by my own parents. I'm an orphan and I've been tossed around to so many houses...it's hard to keep track of what bruise came from where. Not to mention the sexual. So whatever happened. Tell me. Tell someone who can understand."

I just. I'm sorry Stevie. I can't talk rn. I'm not ready for this. I wasn't ready for anything.

I ran out the door. I called a cab back to the bar to pick up my car and I went home. I'm not sure why I keep calling it that though. It's really just a house.

•back at Stevie and Ally's•

Everyone had left. It was just them.

"Babe." Stevie said. "She's hurt. She is so hurt it goes beyond that bruised eye. Beyond that bruised hip."

"Hey,I want to help her just as much as you do darling. But you can't help someone who doesn't want it. You just can't. All we can do is be here whenever she's ready. Make her laugh and have a good time. Be a friend when she needs it. Now she has Shannon and Cammie as contacts now too. We're making sure she's not alone." Ally replied

"Ally,that's not enough for me. But I guess you're right." Stevie said with disappointment. Feeling helpless.

"Now I care for her too. But you care like you've known her for years. What's up?" Ally questioned

"Well Ally. I'm not sure myself. Cause I honestly feel like I've known her my whole life. Have you ever felt like that?" She asked Ally feeling like it's out of the ordinary.

"Of course babe. Danny. He's like my brother. He was my brother from the first time we met. I get it." She answered back empatheticly

•Back to me•

It's Monday. School just led out. And I hung with the clique. Who I only see in school because they all want to be known. Everyone knows me. The good little Christian girl. All they cared about was being popular. I didn't even want it. But it's whatever I guess.

Cammie called asking if I wanted to go to a party. Rose and Rosie came in and she really wanted me to meet them. She said she had such fun with everyone the other night, and she'd like to have just as much fun with me again.

I didn't want to go. I didn't want to meet more people that would pull me towards what I was trying to stay away from. God wanted want this for me. But I ended up going. I was far too terrified too go home..

So I went to the store to get appropriate clothes to dress in to a somewhat gay party. That way I didn't have to go home for it.

I got dressed in the dressing room after I bought a new beanie and ripped jeans with a sick cut off T.
I'd change at their house before I left their house. I'll be fine. At least for a few hours.