Seek and You Shall Find

Chapter 9

TREV'S POV

Via was drifting in and out of unconsciousness and I decided to just take her home.

When, we got to their house, I carried her to her room and laid her down on her bed. I still don't get how this girl likes purple so much. 

I tucked her in before going downstairs into the kitchen to fix her some cup noodles. I really have no idea how to cook. So i decided on cup noodles to avoid burning their house down.

I heard the front door open then close and their Dad walked into the kitchen. He smiled at me and I forced a smile back. "Charlie". He nodded and said "Trevor. What are you doing home early?". Yes we were on a first name basis. 

I hesitated if I should tell him of what happened because Via migt not want him to know. I decided on not telling him and I gave him an apologetic look. " It was all my stupid fault anyway that something like that happened.

"There has been a mishap at school and Vi is sleeping upstairs. She's pretty much worn out and I think when she wakes up, she should tell you what happened.", I explained.

A look of concern crossed his face but he nodded and didnLt say a thing. "I'm just going to bring her food upstairs and I should be going., I said and again, he just nodded, looking deep in thought.

VIA'S POV

I woke up and had to look around before I realized I was in my room. My head was hurting like hell and I didn't know why.

I touched my head and felt a bump at the back of it. It was painful and I didn't know where I got it. I was trying to recall what happened to me when I saw bruises on my arms. I stood up and walked in front of my mirror. 

My eyes were puffy and my lips were kind of swollen. And that was when everything came flooding back into my mind.

Martin. Pulling me inside a broom closet. Kissing me. Touching me. I felt the tears coming out of my eyes already. I remember someone beating Martin and carrying me into the clinic. Trev.

I crawled back to my bed, put my head in my hands, sobbing. I felt filthy. Dirty. Scum. I was a bit relieved by the fact that Martin didn't really got his way with me. 

I heard my door open and I looked up at Trev. I smiled a bit, trying to wipe my tears and stop sobbing. His jaw was stiff and he looked mad.

"I see you're awake. Eat then rest okay? I should get going." That was all he said monotonously. I was confused at his behavior. But didn't ask any further. He put some cup noodles on my bedside table and walked out.

I smiled because I knew he must have tried hard to not burn our house down. That boy can't even boil water without getting burns. I don't see why he doesn't get the idea of how pot holders work.

I finished the noodle in a minute because I was really hungry. I remember I didn't get to eat lunch because of what happened.