The only boy I can't have

Luke

I felt like such shit.

I couldn't even work up the courage to go and talk to Eleanor who was chatting away to Benji.

The thing was, I had permission from the dean on legal grounds, to fight for my right to the will against Dylan and take 2 months off to do so.
We won the case. I couldn't be happier. Yet all I felt was sadness.

Eleanor had blocked me. I tried to call. I tried to text. But obviously it never went through.

I watched her walk out the bar, assuming to the toilets and I walked over to Benji.

20 minutes later we became concerned.
Eleanor was yet to return from the toilet.

"Benji I think we should check on Eleanor" I said gruffly.

He raised an eyebrow at me. But I knew he was equally concerned.

"It's just up these stairs" Benji said, following close behind me.

Suddenly we could hear Eleanor's panicked voice echoing down the stairs. Benji and I made eye contact before sprinting up the stairs.

My heart fell out of my chest at the sight of Dylan pressed against my beautiful innocent Eleanor. She was screaming - begging him to stop kissing her.

All I felt was pure anger.

How could he do that to her.

Yanking Dylan off of Eleanor's frail body, she fell to the floor exhausted and in defeat.

I pinned Dylan to the wall.

"Who the fuck you do you think you are!" I spat
"How fucking dare you kiss her HOW FUCKING DARE YOU" I screamed at him between punches.
I did this until he stopped fighting back.

I dropped him and kicked him. "You are disgusting. I am embarrassed to be related to you" I yelled giving him once last kick before turning to Eleanor.

She was in a ball, her hands wrapped around her knees. Eleanor was in shock. A silent tear ran down her throat as bruises began to form on her neck.

Benji had his arms wrapped round her and snapped me out of my stare. "Oh fuck - okay - shit - okay - let's take her to the car - your car and and - Reuben" seeing my confused face "the guy who is always with me - his parents are doctors so he will know what to do?" It sounded more like a question than an instruction but either way I picked up Eleanor carefully, carrying her in my arms.

Gently , I placed her in the front seat, awaiting Benji and Reuben.

She was shivering.

"It's ok beautiful I'm here" I stroked her arm and she didn't pull away.

"Okay I've got Reuben" Benji said from the back seat and I nodded giving him the best fake smile I could muster in this situation.

"We can talk later" he said to me.

The drive home was silent, the atmosphere was tight, full of worry.

Pulling up to the hockey house, I scooped Eleanor into my arms again. For a moment I considered calling Jacob, but I knew he was basically black out drunk and Lola was looking after him. I was the only option.

Lucky, Saturday night meant barely anyone was in, so we didn't have to face the team - only a few random rookies.

I placed Eleanor down onto my freshly changed sheets and she wrapped them around her and shuffled into the corner.

Reuben suggested giving her some time before talking to her about it or trying to 'inspect' the marks that arse hole left, so whilst Benji made us some food, I sat with Eleanor.

The last thing I wanted to do was make her uncomfortable, so I sat at the opposite end of the bed with my feet stretched onto the floor.

Someone knocked on the door.

Benji cleared his throat. "Just some snacks - uh I'll leave you to it" he shuffled away awkwardly after leaving a tray on my desk.

Telling Eleanor all of the snacks on the board she replied quietly "lemonade, Pringles and Reece's please" I nodded handing her what she had requested.

Cautiously she pealed open the pack of Pringles and ate one. Before panic flashed her eyes and she ran to my en-suite. Head over the toilet.

I held her hair in my fist, still trying to keep my distance.

After her throwing up for a while she brushed her teeth.

Eleanor got back into my bed. She looked funny as such a small thing in a massive bed. She looked at me and tapped the space next to her. I raised an eyebrow. She nodded in response.

Throwing an arm over the bed board, Eleanor snuggled into me and my heart hurt. She had been through so much and I couldn't only imagine how traumatic what she had gone through tonight would have been. I'm just so glad I got there when I did. I hate the thought that Dylan hurt her because I hurt him. I hated myself for it.

I stroked Eleanor's face and she burst into tears, Turing to face her, yet still deepening the hug I told her "beautiful I'm here for you"

"Thank you" she sniffed "I just can't believe that happened to me" she cried.

My heart broke in half.

"Oh baby - I know it's okay - we can go straight to the police tomorrow"

I felt her harden underneath me.

"No we can't" she said sternly

I sighed "beautiful I really think we should-"

"No!" She cut me off clearly distressed.

"Okay" I said softly stroking her face. The last thing I wanted to do was make her anxious.

The police could wait. I just needed to make sure this beautiful, tiny, delicate girl in my arms was okay.

And oh my god was Dylan going to fucking regret what he did to my girl. He won't know what hit him.

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