memory and trauma

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August pov

I curled into Meakos back and he laughs a little. "Are you ok babe?" I noded and wiped my eyes. "Your crying... what's wrong?" He nuzzles into my arms. "Nothing love I just...had a bad dream. "About?" He kisses me gently. "My dad...he..." I shake the memory away and stand up. "It's nothing it's fine I should go and check on Creak." I walked out into the hall and I can hear his annoyed sigh. I don't want to tell him everything about my family yet. I went to Creaks room to check on him and he was gone. I run down stairs and see my older sister Willa holding him. "Fuck you scared me when did you get here." I gently brushed Creaks hair out of his face. "I got here last night I wanted to check on you and ky and this little guy." She smiles and picks on him. I noded and lean my head on the counter as I sit down. "You had that dream again?" I noded. "I really think you should have gone to the police and therapy." Willia whimpers a little. "It happened when I was for Willa the hell are they going to do about it now..." She sighed and plays with my hair a little. "They could put him jail and make him pay for what he did to you it's disgusting and he's a monster." She kissed my head and I smile a little. "I wish you would have told me a long time ago when it it first happened." "I know but if I did he would have killed me and you." She sighed and plays with my hair and looks at me. "You didn't tell you boy yet have you." I shake my head and she sighed and put my little brother on the couch and pulls me up. "He told you his problem now you tell him you're past he loves you more then you realize the way he looks at you and watches you I can see the love in his eyes and I know you don't see they effected it has had on you but I see it you havet been taking your meds but that's because you don't need it and you haven't been staying out till 4 am and fucking every person your age that you see and you've been better...now go." She smirks and crosses her arms. I pout a little and walked upstairs and he looks at me a little worried. "You Heard everything didn't you.." he nods and hugs me tightly. "You get what he did right.." he nods and hugs me tighter. I smile a little and nuzzle into him
"I want to kill who ever hurt you you know that right." He whines I laughed a little and kiss his forehead. "You can't do that. "Why the hell not." He grumbles. "Because I don't want to see you go to jail for me." He pouts and kisses me softly.

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