Will You Still Be There? -Cashby-

Chapter 8

A/n: Rape/abuse trigger in the beginning. skip over the italics if bothered. 

"Please... Please stop..." I cried as his tall, muscled body towered over me. Keeping me pinned against the wall of our living room. He didn't say anything as he brought a hand up and ran his calloused thumb over my jaw and up to my hair line.

"Please just stop" I whimpered, warm tears tracing the length of my face and dripping to the floor. He took hold of my upper arms in his big, dirty hands and used his massive strength to throw me to the ground as if I were some type of doll in the hands of a careless child. Soon he was on top of me and undoing the buttons of my shirt, yanking it off and leaving my upper completely exposed.

It only continued from there...

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"What the hell are you doing?!" I screamed when I saw him in the kitchen holding my baby up by the collar of his small shirt and screaming in his face, jabbing a finger at him.

"Teaching our child a lesson." He growled and glared back at Jason who was cowering away from his massive body, fear apparent in his small face.

"He is not our child... He is mine" I glared and snatched Jason out of his hands, holding my babe close to my chest.

"I helped make him"

"You are nothing but a mere sperm donner... You will never be the father of my child..." I whispered before walking back up to my room with Jason.

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"Alan..." A voice whispered as a large hand shook my shoulder. I jumped away at the touch, wrenching my eyes open and gasping quickly.

"Aust." I whispered, holding my chest before walking over to hug him tightly.

"Are you okay" he asked softly as he ran a hand through my hair, sitting on the bed with his back propped up against the headboard and pulling me onto his lap.

"Just had a bad dream again" I shrugged and rubbed my eyes.

"About that..." Austin looked up at me and held me tighter. "I think you should see someone about this, you seem to be losing sleep, and you're worrying more than you ever were before we ran into him at the park."

"I don't know Austin..." I sighed and nuzzled into his neck, breathing in his scent.

"What are you scared of?"

"Rejection, what if they tell me I'm a lost cause? Judgement, what if they think I've totally gone off the crazy train? The fact that I could die tomorrow and I have absolutely no knowledge of it today" I answered truthfully. "Jason being unhappy because of my oh-so-amazing parenting skills."

Austin then shrugged his shoulder up, making me lift my head and look him in the face.

"Then anything short of that will be a happy miracle." He mumbled and nudged his nose with mine before softly pressing a single kiss to my lips. I sat on his lap for a little while longer, mulling over my options.

"Let's go then..." I finally concluded, standing up and pulling jeans on over my boxers and a hoodie over my bare chest.

"We can stop somewhere for lunch first though" He smiled and kissed the side of my head as he walked out of the room, probably to collect Jason. I smiled to myself as I walked down the hallway and down the staircase.

"Where we go Austie?" Jason asked as I heard Austin trying to put shoes on my small child.

"Well I'm going to take you and your mommy to talk to a nice person, and they can help stop your scary dreams"