Miss Jackson

Chapter 15

Brendon's Pov

After she hangs up I get nervous. I can not believe her fuck up of  a dad is living with her mom. If that's true, he's there and she better stay around her mom the whole time. I know if he gets a moment alone with her he could hurt her. I start biting my lip and after a while I notice I'm pacing back and forth.

I keep going back and forth from the end of the kitchen to where the door is. My mind trails off to what could be going on over there.

She walks in the house, her dad being the only one there. She can't see its too dark. She knows he's there. Hopefully asleep, just to be sure she quietly goes to her room, making a break for the stairs only to be pulled down them by her dad. He picks her up by her neck thrusting her across the room. She cries for help but no one can hear her. She's alone, with her dad. He's hurting her, kicking her as she screams and cries. She begs him to stop but he only hurts her worse, loving the sound of her voice begging him to leave her alone.

I come out of my day dream and throw a plate that's close to me against the wall. No that's not possible, her mom is there. He wouldn't hurt her with her mom around. I get the urge to race over to her house but go against it because she asked me not to. She can handle it right? Dear god I hope so. I hate letting this happen, I hate knowing she's over there, vulnerable to him and I can't stop it. I NEED to get over there. I grab my keys and I'm about to head the door when she comes in.

I grab her and wrap my arms around her tight, not wanting to let go.

"Thank god!" I sigh in relief. Instead of getting confused and resisting she melts into my warm embrace. I feel her shaking, I know she's crying and if I could hold her tighter I would.

"Brendon..." She shakes, still crying hard. "She thinks he's changed...she thinks he's a good man now." She explains. "If I'm not there..." She breathes. "He will hurt her"

"No. No. He won't." I sooth her. I feel her nod her head against.

"He will..." She sniffs. I don't say anything knowing unfortunately she's probably right. But what can we do, she's not going over there to get hurt. If her mom thinks she can trust him than let her, and then she can get a taste of what Delilah has for the past few weeks. I don't say any of this out loud because she would be angry at me for saying things like that about her mom. She releases her grip on me and wipes her eyes with her jacket sleeves.

"Did he hurt you?" I ask her, checking on every part of her body I can. I push her hair back and see red marks on her neck...he did. He touched her, I warned him not too but he did. And now I have to go there to kill him.

"It's fine Brendon" she pulls her hair from my hand and drops back around the marks. I let it go because I know she will fight with me on not going over there but I can let plenty of my anger out when she's not here.

I watch her as she walks slowly to the bedroom. What do I do? What do I say? I follow her and walk in the room. She lays on the bed, closing her eyes.

"Delilah..." I sigh. "...I...I'm so..."I choke on my spit and swallow it down. "Sorry, that you're going through this. No one should be taken advantage of, especially from their parents. You deserve love from both of them not bruises" I sit down on the bed, sitting on the egde by her feet. I place my hand on the back of her leg in a comforting fashion. "You deserve to have a mother that wants only to protect you and a father is more loving then hurtful. One that calls you honey and sweetheart instead of bitch. His touch should be loving and acting as if you are a delicate flower...what he does and how he treats you is not something you should go through"

She begins to cry, her body shakes under my hand and her cries are muffled by the pillow. I hate hearing her cry, it breaks my heart and it's all because of her family. I pull myself up closer to her and wrap my arms around her body and pull her in.

"I love you and I will replace all that fake love your family has for and add more. You deserve to feel needed and you are...I need you in my life more then ever." I whisper. "You're one of things in my life that I didn't know I needed until I had you and you are the only thing I need" I kiss her head. After a while her cries turn to slow breathing and then I see she's sleeping. That's what she needs to do..sleep, it's her birthday and this day has probably sucked for her. Instead of moving to do anything, I decide to keep her warm and calm, holding her close to my chest. Eventually I fall asleep too.