Broken And Alone (Up for adoption)

Part 8

Esther

I was sitting on the couch with Avi, reading as he watched tv and texted Kevin. I felt my phone vibrate and my heart sped up when I saw Mitch's name. Please God... Let him be okay...
'Hey babe... Can I stay with you and Avi for a bit...'
I squeezed my eyes shut.
Avi is angry at Mitch because he thinks Mitch is hurting me somehow... He will never let Mitch stay. I set my phone on the table and went back to my book. But I wasn't really reading... I was thinking. After a while I realized that I can't just sit here or I will go insane. I shut my book and stood up.
"Where are you going?" I heard Avi say.
"I need to shower." I said simply before walking to our shared bathroom.
I stripped my cloths off and set them in a pile before stepping into the steamy water.
As I felt the water run down my head and back I started to cry.
I finally found a way to help Mitch and I can't do it because of Avi!
I hate this so much... I really should go to the police. But Mitch would never forgive me... But it would be best right...? I sobbed. I don't know what to do. I never thought I would be in this position. I just stood there, crying and imagining what I would want if I were in Mitch's position, but I cannot imagine having to go through what Mitch does.
"Esther! Are you alright? It's been 45 minutes." I heard Avi call.
"I'm fine A, I'll be out in a minute." I called, not realizing how shaky my voice is.
"Okay..." He said, sound weary.
I turned off the water and dried my hair and body before putting on some clothes.
I walked out to the living room, where Avi was sitting. I grabbed my phone and started walking to my room.
I felt him gently grab my arm.
"Esther... What's goin' sis?" He asked.
"It's nothing Avi." I said
"Don't lie to me E... Is it Mitch?"
I frowned but hesitated before saying no. I started to walk away and I heard him say "what did he do to you?"
I shut my door and laid down, opening my messages and opening Mitch's.
'I am so sorry Babe, but you can't stay here right now... I am so sorry.' I stared at the message for almost ten minutes before I pressed send. I finally sent it and started to cry. And not a pretty cry where you shed a few tears, I was bawling. Body shaking, puffy eyes, sobbing.
I heard knocking on my door but dismissed it. The knocking continued and then it stopped. I jumped as a pair of arms wrapped around me, but I turned around and buried my head in the fabric on Avi's shoulder. He stroked my hair lovingly and told me it'll be okay. But he doesn't know. He is lying. It won't be okay. I just wish I could tell him, make him understand... But I made a promise.

Mitch

Travis was yelling at me again. Luckily nothing physical has happened.
I started to zone out and I felt my phone vibrate in my pocket. I took it out and saw a text from Esther and eagerly opened it. She is my ticket out of this hell.
'I am so sorry Babe, but you can't stay here right now... I am so sorry'
I felt my hope brake into pieces.
"Who are you talking to that is so important that it makes you ignore me you piece of shit?" He asked
"It's just Esther, sir." I said avoiding his eyes.
He walked over and snatched my phone from my hands.
His eyes glazed over my text.
"Are you really trying to leave so soon Mitchie...?" He asked quietly with a smirk. "Did you really think I would let you go just I like that?"
I shook my head.
"No sir."
He puller me close by my shirt collar.
"I knew you were stupid but I never thought you were this stupid..." He said in my ear.
"I... I'm sorrry..." I said.
"Did you tell her?" He asked in a deadly whisper.
"N-n-no sir...." I stuttered
He slammed me into the counter, pressing me so it dug into my back.
"Please Travis! I swear I didn't tell her." I cried through the pain.
He threw me to the ground and I hit my head on the corner.
He kicked me over and over, yelling until I eventually passed out.

'It has been 10 days since I've texted Esther and she has been blowing up my phone. Travis banned me from speaking with her.
Things have gotten worse. Travis won't let me eat, not that I mind, I am so fat. I have been ignoring the hunger. I just want to go home to Scott. Practice for Ptx is tomorrow. I am scared. It has only been 10 days but because of how bad things are getting I have lost a significant amount of wait. And there are many new (self inflicted) scars coving me. Tomorrow it's supposed to be 90 degrees out. Pray don't let them question what I'll be wearing. I know they will... But I don't know what I'll say. Someone... Please save me soon...'