Fix You

Fix You - Ch.5

{authors note}

I've decided to put this chapter in Trevors POV, not sure if I will put any more in his POV, but it's bound to happen since I love him so much:p plus, I thought you should know how he sees things:}

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TREVORS POV.

I raced my fingers through my hair as I sat down on my bed. Julianne wanted to end things? She was probably just upset about the cafeteria thing. I wanted to help her, I really did, but I didn't know what I could really do. I sent her a quick text saying how I was there for her and all. I didn't exactly have much to say to her. I'd probably head over tomorrow to check on her. I heard the front door slam and I walked out of my room to see what had happened. Dad was home. I raced back to my room, but his hand had caught the back of my shirt.

"Where are you running to? Do you think you're strong?" he asked me. I gulped. Not again.

"Stop." I said pleadingly. My eyes were beginning to swell up with tears. He let go of my shirt and pushed my back.

"Weak, son of a bitch. You can't even defend yourself." he said while waving a beer in his left hand. He took a sip while he swung the other straight at my cheek. It burns, oh my god, my face burns.

"Don't have anything to say?" he screamed. I couldn't think of anything to do.

Then I saw a figure coming up to my door.

"Someone's here." I said. I raced to the door and opened it halfway. It was Julianne.

"I can't talk right now." I said choking on my words. I didn't need her here. She didn't need to see this.

"I'm sorry, I didnt-" she began, but I needed to stop her.

"I'm not mad at you, you need to leave." I said, terrified as to what could possibly happen next. She didn't need to see this. She tried to talk again, so I did the one thing I could to stop her. I kissed her. I was scared.

"I'll come over later." I told her before shutting the door in her face. I couldn't talk now. I reached my hand up to my face hoping the tears were long gone before she had seen me. I headed back to my room, only to feel the force of my fathers hand pulling me backwards again and pushing me down. My face slammed against the floor.

"Who do you think you are? Huh?" he asked me. "who? If I see that girl around here one more time youre gonna be dead, okay?" he whispered.

"Okay." I whispered. I wished I was dead.

He pushed me into the coffee table while screaming at me. Everything fell over. Everything went down. Including me. I wanted my mom back. Why did she leave me with this disgusting piece of trash. I hated him. I hated everything about him. The only time I ever had any peace around here is when he was gone, or when I was asleep. This wasn't fair. I walked back to my room entering the bathroom. I touched my hands to my face. I splashed cold water on my eyes. I couldn't go to school like this. I thought. I couldn't let Julianne see me like this either.

Julianne: I know. Are you comming over?

She texted me. I knew it was late, but I couldn't. I kept her up all night. I just couldn't do it.

-Sorry. I'll stop by after school.

I needed time for my broken face to heal. Would it ever or would it always be made up of faded bruises and tears that had just absorbed their way into my face? I didn't know.