Fearless

Chapter 7

Ohãna

I woke up in an unfamiliar bedroom, remembering yesterday's events.

I was worried about what would happen when I eventually saw Darius, but I pushed that thought to the back of my mind.

Pressing the home button on my phone I saw the time was 10:27 am. I didn't work on weekends and it was Saturday so I didn't have to worry about work today.

I was shocked that I didn't have no missed calls from Darius but I guess he might have taken a hint.

I didn't know if I should leave to see if August was awake or stay in the room.

I decided to get up and brush my teeth using the toothbrush I packed and washed my face in the bathroom.

I lifted up my shirt in front of the mirror looking at my body. I had a few dark bruises on my stomach and sides from where Darius kicked me.

I felt so angry with myself for letting him do this to me for so long. I mugged myself in the mirror in deep thought about how stupid I was.

The bedroom door knocked snapping me out of my personal one to one with my reflection, and I pulled my t-shirt down.

"Ohãna, you up yet?" I heard August say through the door.

"Yeah, you can come in." I called coming out the bathroom tying my hair up.

He opened the door and just looked at me without saying anything.

"What's wrong? I said looking down at my self. I was wearing a big t-shirt and shorts not realising that you couldn't see my shorts.

I looked naked, minus my shirt. I felt so embarrassed, I felt my face get hot. I was just thankful there was no ugly bruises on my legs.

"Oh um nothin'. Anyway so, you ain't gotta work today right?" He said finally speaking.

"Yeah, I don't work on weekends." I said looking down, hugging myself slightly to try hide myself.

I found it so hard to talk to him but it would be more embarrassing if he thought I was a weird mute person so I forced myself to speak.

"Okay. Cool, well what do you do on your days off?" He asked.

"Ermm I stay home and I would.. Well I just stayed home really. I'm don't really go out unless I go to work." I said feeling ashamed of my sad life.

"Was that your choice or because he made you?" He asked referring to Darius.

"Uhh.. It was my choice." I lied, realising what I was doing.

"Actually no! I'm not protecting him anymore. He made me stay in the house and kept me locked up in a room for hours." I said letting it all out feeling tears creep in my eyes.

"He beat me with anything he could get in his hands, treated me like a punching bag and a prisoner. He took away my life, my family, my happiness and worst of all he took me. He took Ohãna." I was sobbing so hard at this point, letting go of everything I been wanting to tell someone for ages.

I've never told anyone this, not my closest friend, not even my mom but yet here I was telling someone I've known for less than a week. It's still felt good to release though.

August walked up to me, his tall body towering over me and hugged me tight without saying anything.

This is the closest another guy has came to me in a long time and surprisingly for once I felt kind of safe.

"I'm sorry. I'm sorry, I don't know what came over me." I said into his t-shirt since he was still hugging me.

"Yeen gotta be sorry. It's his sorry ass that's gon be sorry next time I see him." August said pulling away from the hug.