The boy who found me

chapter 7

RAINS POV* 

  Tucker gave my hand one last sqeeze and a meaningful nod before we both stood up from sitting on the stairs. I am sick and tired of Broc beating on me and making me feel so bad about myself. Im not scared anymore. I have Tuck with me, and i know for sure that he will keep me safe. I took his left hand and kissed his scar while making eye contact with him. We stepped out in the living room where Broc could see us. The look on his face when he saw Tuck made me want to shit myself.

"What the fuck are you blabbing about broc?" Tuck said, as we got into Brocs view. Broc looked at me in a very pissed looking way, and i got even more scared. I guess Tuck could tell because he stood infront of me. God, Tucks never cursed before.

"Yeah thats right, why dont you try to say something now? What, are you too scared to talk to a man like that? Ya' scared that i might not be scared of you." Tuck let go of my hand and walked towards broc and said it quieter, "That i might actually hit you back?"

Broc looked at me and said "What? You think that you're just gonna bring some son of a bitch boyfriend of yours in here to scare me?"

He looked back at Tuck, "By the way kid im totally not scared of you and i suggest that you get THE FUCK OUT OF MY HOUSE.." he paused, " before i fuck you up."

Tuck took his sweatshirt off and his nostrols were flaring so i desided that it would be better  for me to step in before it got serious.

"Dont talk to him like that Broc." i said it calm and it didnt even sound like me. my ears were ringing and the craving for blood was nawing at me. Im not going to be anyones little bitch anymore.

The two guys stopped what they were doing and stared at me. Broc said, "come again bitch? it sounded like you was telling me what to do. Why don't you shut the fuck up and go grab me a beer."

That struck a nerve in Tuck  and he swung at Broc and hit him square in the jaw. Stubling backwards Broc wiped the blood from his bottom lip, examind it, then smiled up at Tuck. 

Broc chuckled at Tuck while poiting his figure at him, "You're a dead little mother fucker, you know that?" He lunged at Tuck.

I quickly grabbed Tuck by the hand and pulled him behind me. Already thinking ahead of Broc, i had my pocket knife up against his throat. And it all happened under a second. Everyone froze as i stared into brocs eyes. He swallowed hard and before i knew it i was incharge of his every movement. I backed him up against the wall with the knife to his throat. It wasnt until i saw some springs of blood from his neck that i realized what i had just started, and it felt so good.

I closed my eyes at how powerful i felt and then pushed him tighter against the wall. I felt the anger build up inside of me as i got images of the past. Him raping my mom, knocking her out right in front of me, him holding a knife against her throaat just like i am right now. When i opened my eyes a single tear fell on the floor in between us. Broc mad the biggest mistake by laughing at me.

I kneed him in the balls and said, "Whats so funny ass wipe?" He wasnt laughing anymore. He was groaning with pain and damn did it make me feel good.

"I thought i told you that, that was enough." I pushed harder on the blade. "Now i want you to say sorry to my friend," He nodded yes but didnt speak.

I kneed him again, "I FUCKING TOLD YOU TO SPEAK DAMNIT! NOW SAY SORRY!" This felt so good.

"Im sorry!" He whimpered.

"Mean it you peice of shit before i really flip the fuck out!!" i screamed in his face.

"IM SORRY, IM SORRY! IM SO SORRY!" now he was yelling just as loud as me.

"Good Broc, now apologize to me and it better be good." i said while pushing just the slightest bit more against the blade.

"Im so sorry baby girl, Rainy i never meant to hurt you." some blood trickled down his neck.

"Bullshit." was all that came from me.

"Red, i think you proved your point. Your going to kill him." Tuck said, but i just ignored him and pushed harder. Broc gasped as i sliced a thin little line on his throat.

Hesitantly i said, " Now I am leaving. If you come looking for me i will carve my mothers name in your fucking throat do you got it?" He nodded. "By the way if you think calling the cops after i leave is a good idea, then think again.. You are a drunken drug trafficer that has beat me all my life and raped my mom.  She died because of you, you mother fucking piece of shit, you raped her all this time, you knew you had AIDS but you passed it on anyways. If my friend wasnt here to stop me there is no doubt in my mind that you would have already been dead. Thank him." 

"Thank you" 

"I hope you die, im not going to be here to give you your meds, so maybe you will. Remember what i said, dont come looking for me Broc.." I said exhausted "I will kill you next time." 

I backed off of him and he collapsed on the floor holding his troat and breathing hard. I turned towards a scared looking Tuck and said, "Lets go," without looking at him i grabbed my stuff and walked out side.

A/N: Holy shit! did you see that coming?  Let me know what you think! love you babes!