Stranger in my bed

Chapter 4 His Father

"So." I say breaking the silence that's going on between us, we were sitting on his bed cuddled together watching a movie.

"So, what?" He answers smirking then pulling me into him.

"So ... I don't know ..." I laugh at myself, some attempt to start a conversation.

I look to him and laugh at the confused look on his face. He pulls me into a hug that turns into a warm soft kiss. He pulls back though after a few seconds, "Is it ok if I kiss you?"

I smile at him, "Yes." Even though it might be wrong because he's a stranger and all, I liked it and I wanted him to, the security his kisses gave me felt good.

He smiles back at me and squeezed me then kisses me again passionately for a couple seconds before pulling back and looking at me with sim patchy in his eyes.

"Why? ... How? ..." He whispers into my ear softly.

I pulled away from him looking in his eyes confused, "why and how what?"

He smiles but the look in his eyes are sad, "Why would somebody want to hurt you?! You are so sweet and small ... and if you look deep into your eyes you can see so much fear and pain. How, could somebody do that to you? Beat and abuse you everyday?"

I was shocked. Why was he even thinking about that right now. I wipe a tear that slips from my eye and winch in pain as I run my hand over a welt under my left eye, and then knew why he was asking that, because he was staring intently at it.

"I don't know." I say quietly. "He hasn't always been that way, it just started after my mother died. I guess he was hurt and needed something to take the pain away? Liquor didn't help enough I assume because after booze he started beating me and then once he even ..." I stop. Just the thought makes me feel dirty, used and it also makes me feel that if I tell him, he won't want me anymore.

He looks at me and his eyes make it seem like he's about to cry.

"He, he what Sara? He even what?!" Anger filled his eyes making them turn shades darker than usual.

"Ace ..." I look down and he stand up so fast and starts to pace around his room.

"I'm going to kill him!" He screams looking at me.

I start to cry and curl myself into a ball hugging my knees close to my chest.

"Ace please stop. It was only twice and I ..." I don't know what to say. Saying I got him back would be a lie because all I did was cry and not go to school.

"You what?" Ace demands walking up to me.

"Nothing Ace. I did nothing I was scared and I felt dirty and used and I didn't want to tell you at all! I don't want you to think I'm dirty and I don't want you to not want me anymore." I look up at him and he sits back down beside me on the bed.

"Sara, I would never think that of you. To me your worth so much and your still mine. But why did he do it? He could've got help!"

"I know that, you know that, every other normal person knows that, but the people in pain, they don't know that or think about help I guess they don't know better." I give my best answer even though it sounded like I'm defending him which I most defiantly was not!

"Hmm mm" Ace looks at me squinting his eyes.

"What?" I ask slowly.

"Do you care to live here and that your getting away from him? Why has it taken you so long to get yourself away?" Aces asks staring at me.

"Well I have nowhere else to go Ace."

"Yeah but you wouldn't try and run away somewhere or find another place to live? Even a friends house maybe?"