Chapter 3

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Damian's POV

*After dropping off Alexis earlier that day*

I was walking back home after I left Alexis thinking of what happened all those years ago. Once we heard about the break in me and my family went right over. Alexis was so scared and when people tried to talk to her she would stay quiet.

Everyone thought it was just going to be a short time thing maybe lasting a few weeks. But when it turned into months then I started to become really worried. I would always try to get her to talk to me but I would always fail.

After a year of her not talking I realized that it wasn't just some break in. I knew something had happend and only Alexis knew what that was. I want her to tell me but I know I will never find out untill shes ready.

It was hard at first to continue being friends since I wouldn't know how to talk to her since she wouldn't respond. After a while I learned that even if she doesn't respond, she will still listen to what I have to say.

I walk inside and walk past the living room but freeze. My mom was crying with a police officer sitting across from her, I walk in looking at the officers badge seeing it was the sheriff.

"Whats going on? Mom why are you crying? " The sheriff looks up at me and stands a look of sympathy on his face "This may be hard to hear but your fathers plane crashed into the ocean."

I shake my head not wanting to believe what he is saying to me. "But he had to of survived right?" I say panicked. He sighs and shakes his head "Im sorry but im afraid to say that there were no survivors"

I run out of the room up to my own feeling torn apart from grief.

*Back to the bench with Alexis*

I explain the whole story to her happy that she was here in my time of need. We soon sat in silence holding each other. She pulls away slightly and nods her head in the direction of her house and I sigh nodding.

We stand up and I start walking with her to drop her off. I stop us halfway there and I turn her to face me "Alexis wait, will you ever tell me what happened that night?"

She lifts and eyebrow as if to say that I already know but I can still tell that shes somewhat scared about my question. "No I dont know what happend but I do know that it wasn't just some random break in.

"A robber would never harm someone that badly." I say softly remembering the sight of her mother on that stretcher. Alexis's eyes widen and she steps back out of my grasp with tears in her eyes. She turns to run but I reach out and gently catch her arm.

She crys out "Stop!" I am so surprised that she finally spoke. She seems so scared and surprised about it also.

Alexis's POV

I spoke, shit, I couldn't help it I had a flash back of all the times my father grabbed my arm. Now Damian knows that I just don't want to talk not that I can't. I am frozen scared about what hes going to say next. His grip loosens around my arm and I take that chance to run.

He stays in place still shocked as I run back to my house. I pant out of breath as I walk up to my window and look in horror. My father is pissed and locks my window so that I can't get back inside untill morning.

I bite my lip and run back the way I came. I don't know where to go now, I can't go back to Damian because he will try to get me to talk about what happened. When I am far enough away from the house I start walking.

I couldn't believe the sound of my voice. It had changed since the last time I heard. It used to be so high pitched and annoying but now its toned down a little and would be soft. But it kinda cracked since it was the first time I spoke since that day.

I then realize I am crying and then the voice thats always stuck in my head starts speaking. Its my fathers voice telling me that I am a worthless piece of shit, that I should be dead like my mother. I am only there as a sex object that my father can pass around to people.

I lean against a building and let myself make a sound as I cry. I want my blades, they are the only things that will make the voices go away in my head. I start scratching at the unhealed cuts on my wrist for at least some type of pain.

I wish I was dead like my mom, then I could be with her again. "Alexis?" I know its Damian but I don't have the strength to run away again. I feel to broken to do anything. "Alexis please talk to me or at least come with me to my house"

I look up at him, hes blurred from my tears but I nod slightly needing to be with him. He sighs and picks me up carrying me as he walks. I would normally object to this but I dont have the energy to walk on my own.

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