Paying the Price

Chapter 61: June

I was shaking with nerves.

Janae was to my left, still holding onto me and Oakley was kneeling down in front of me.

My wrist didn't feel as bad as it looked but it still hurt.

I wish I could go back about ten minutes and not have come in here to talk to my brothers.

Unfortunately, I couldn't and Janae was not going to let me move until I told them what had happened, or else she would tell them.

Maybe I should let her. I didn't have the courage.

"June? What did you need to tell me?" Oakley was holding my hands and staring at me with deep concern.

Oliver was standing behind him, also looking very worried.

"Um- yesterday. T-The doctor that came to- to see us." I was already crying and stuttering my words.

I couldn't do this.

I stood up and pulled myself away from Janae and Oakley. I ran out of the room and into my own, locking the door behind me.

"June!" I could hear my siblings shouting from outside the door, wanting to be let in.

I just couldn't. I felt so disgusting and terrible with myself.

Mother has always emphasized the point that Janae and I needed to remain pure and clean, and now I was ruined.

No husband would ever want me now that I was used.

I sobbed into my pillow deeper, drowning out the sound of my brothers and sister in the hall.

It wasn't long before the three of them made it into my room. Oakley and Oliver had an extra key to our room and we had one for theirs.

I lifted my head up when I heard the door open and I was surprised to just see Oakley.

"Come 'ere" Oakley stood next to me and lifted me up as I continued to cry into his shoulder. "Shhhh Junie. It's okay, I've got you."

He rocked me back and forth while holding me, making me feel like a little kid again however I didn't really care that much. I needed this.

He sat down on my bed, still holding me and rocking back and forth.

"You know you're my baby sister? And that I love you so so much?" He said very softly into my ear. I nodded into his shoulder.

"That I am always here to protect you and take care of you? And that seeing you like this is breaking my heart?"

I lifted my head up to look at him in the eyes.

"My sweet sweet June. I want to know what is making you this upset. I don't think I have ever seen you like this and it is killing me not knowing what is wrong. I need to help you but I can't do that until you tell me what's wrong." Oakley spoke in a very gentle manner, trying to keep me calm.

It was working thankfully. My tears had slowed a bit and my nerves weren't that bad anymore.

"Do you promise that you are not going to be mad at me?" I practically whispered.

"June I could never be mad at you. You could tell me that you committed murder and I would still love you."

"U-um well the doctor that saw us yesterday," I started. "H-he um, he made me-"

I didn't want to even say it.

Speaking it out loud just reminded me over again how uncomfortable I felt, and speaking it out loud just confirmed that it wasn't a dream and it did in fact happen.