Hope For Us All

Chapter Two

Jai's P.O.V

Who wants to go to dinner with their father? Definitely not me. When my dad told me to get dressed I reluctantly did so. When it was time to leave, I was just getting dressed. My father was very perturbed with me. Getting into the car we drove for what felt like forever. After driving for about half an hour we arrived. My father knocked on the door and it immediately opened. I eyed the family. My eyes lastly landed on a stunning blonde. She had beautiful blue eyes, that I could lost in. She was around 5'3 and had curves in all the right places. I was stunned by her beauty. 

"Evening Cindy, Josh. It's nice to meet you Ingrid and Cameron. This is my son Jai." So her name was Ingrid. A unique name for a unique and beautiful girl. I looked towards my father and then down.

"Good evening. Sorry about being late. Completely my fault." As I spoke I looked up and met Ingrid's intense gaze. She blushed and looked down. Everybody then headed into the house. We all sat down and talked while waiting for dinner.

Ingrid's P.O.V

"So Ingrid, how old are you?" I looked up at Mr.Martinez. He had the same sharp features like his son. 

"I'll be turning eighteen in about two weeks. A few weeks into my senior year actually." As I spoke dinner was laid out on the table.

Through the dinner we talked quite a lot. I learned that Jai was twenty-two years old and in school studying business. At the age of twenty-five he would take over his fathers business. I also learned my mother got a promotion. I was glad for her. Hopefully her stress would be focused on work and not me. Cameron was currently negotiating a deal about getting free tickets to a Laker's game. Mr.Martinez look amused. We soon all moved to the living room where the talking continued. 

"So Ingrid, tell us about yourself. We know so much about Cameron know. You haven't spoke for a while now." Thanks Mr.Martinez or Damon as I now knew.

I glanced at my mother hoping for some help. She shrugged nonchalantly and waited for me to speak. "There's really nothing to know. I mostly keep to myself." That pretty much described the new me I guess.

"Ingrid, Jai why don't you head to the kitchen and get some dessert for us." I stood up and made my way to the kitchen.

"What are you hiding Ingrid?" I stared at Jai with an emotionless face. I didn't have to answer any question he asked

"I don't know what you're talking about. Like I said earlier, I mostly keep to myself." I got the dessert out of the fridge and laid it on the counter. I then got out plates and forks.

"That's not what I've heard around town. I've heard many things about an Ingrid. Unless it's not you, but how many Ingrid's can live in one town?" Now I was curious. What have people been saying about me.

"What have they been saying about this Ingrid?" Please lord, don't let it be completely terrible.

 "I've only heard a few things. Apparently she is just a bitch, a low class whore. Cheated on her boyfriend. Then got confronted about it. She tried to off herself, but it didn't work. She lost everyone. No one really cares about her. She's just suicide girl to everybody." This is what people think of me? I never cheated in Ian, it was the complete opposite.

I swallowed the lump in my throat before answering. "I-I I have to go. Take the dessert to the living room and tell my parents I didn't feel well. Goodnight Jai." Before I turned away the tears fell freely. I avoided the living room as I went upstairs. 

People talk about me this way. I was none of those things. I never did that to Ian. Why would people say these things. I opened my door and slipped out of my dress. I put on a pair of shorts and tank top. I put my hair into a bun and removed my makeup. Heading to the bathroom I opened the bathroom cabinet and pulled out my razor. I quickly exited the bathroom and locked my bedroom door. I then sat on the toilet and put the razor to my wrist. By doing this I can control the pain. I cut three times. I closed my eyes tightly while doing this. Then I had to clean up the blood. No one could know I did this. That would just mean more time with Dr.Thomas. I wrapped a bandage and laid on bed. Drowning in pain, like every other night.

Jai's P.O.V

At least now I knew it was this Ingrid. I was confused by what people said now. Ingrid seemed sweet and innocent. Looks can always make you think certain way though. When I returned to the living room alone Cameron looked at me skeptically. "Where's my sister?"

"We talked and the she said she didn't feel well. I think she went upstairs." I don't understand why he was so upset.

"What did you guys happen to talk about?" He started walking closer and I set the dessert down.

"We spoke of rumors that are going around town. I don't see why you are so upset." I looked at him. He looked at his parents and they arose. 

"Mom, dad the rumors." Cameron and his parents ran to the steps. My father and I followed. When we got upstairs we saw Cameron beating on the door.

"Ingrid please open the door. Not again, please not again. Dad you have to open the door... What if...? INGRID OPEN THE DAMN DOOR?" I watched at Cindy pulled Cameron back and Josh went to work on the door. I stared as Cameron broke down in  his mothers arms whisper "not again" over and over. Once the door was opened we all saw Ingrid sleeping peacefully in bed. Cameron ran to the bed a sat down.

"Mom come look at this." He pulled up her arm and we all saw a blood stained bandage on her wrist. Cameron kissed his sisters cheek and turned towards me. "You freaking bastard. You can't just speak of her past like it's nothing. Rumors are called rumors for a fucking reason." He started towards me, but before he reached me Josh got a hold of him.

My father spoke as Ingrid opened her eyes slightly. "My son and I should be going. Goodnight everyone." With this we left the house and I felt a pang in my heart.