I woke up hearing a thump in the room over. I slide out of bed and quickly rush over to Jades room. She's sitting on the floor with a bottle in her hand. She's drunk and she looks very very sad. I gently take the bottle from her and lay her back down on the bed. She layed on her side, curled up, and just started to cry. I didn't know how to help her. There wasn't a thing I could do. She didn't cry much, even when we were kids. Something must have been hurting her really bad and I'm sure that had something to do with tonight. "I want to be alone" She managed to let out. I covered her with a blanket and sat outside her door.
Eventually she stopped crying. I opened the door to check on her and she fell asleep. I went back into Naomi's room and layed next to her. I held her tight. I wanted her to feel secure. I wish Jade would tell me what happened so I could help her. It pisses me the fuck off that anyone touched her at all. Both of them. Whoever fucking did this is gonna pay. I'm gonna fucking kill them.
These girls are tough but whatever happened really fucked with them. I hate myself for not being home soon enough. I should have been there. I should have been there! The more I think about it the angrier I get. I felt so bad for them and they won't let me help them. I got up and got some of my stuff together. I can't fucking protect them. I walked down stairs and went out the door as quietly as possible.
I walked and walked and walked until I made it to a hotel. I decided to pay for the night there and get Brendan to pick me up tomorrow. I layed on the bed and thought to myself. What am I doing? Why am I leaving again? I shrugged it off and I fell asleep.
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Fighter
Hayran KurguThis story is about a small, fucked up family and a sisters family friend. They all happen to have a past of professional fighting. Tommy (One of the brothers) and Naomi (The family friend) begin to bond and find out that they have served together i...