The Walls that Keep me from you

Chapter five

Beau's POV (Point Of View)

"What did you do to Hope?" Jai shouted while pushing me into a wall.  I push him back.

"I did fucking nothing!"

"Well it didn't seem like it, you must of pissed her off or something." He says looking me dead in the eyes and then walks away to blow off steam.  I storm to my room and slam the door closed.

Fuck.  I don't know what to do.

Hey I know you probably don't want to talk to me but I want to help, just please respond.

I send the message to Hope but I never get a response. It's getting late so I decide to go to bed.

Hope's POV

I walk into my room and set down all my things quietly and turn to go to the bathroom but there is a dark figure standing in my way. 

"Where have you been?" the monster snaps.

"It's none of your business!"

"Yes it is, now tell me." She towers over me.  I feel so small when I am with her.

"...."

"Well?"

I don't respond.

*smack*

I scream and collapse to my knees.

You're stronger than this

"I've wasted far too many tears on our crumbling family.  I should have known from the day of the accident that our family would never be the same."  Anger boils inside me and get up and look her dead in the eyes.

"What would dad say to all this?  Beating your only daughter every fucking day!  What would he say mom?!  What?!" I slap her with the back of my hand.

"How does that feel mom?!"

She clenches her jaw and grabs a picture frame from my night stand and smashes it on my head.  The glass breaks and shatters.  I shrivel up in a ball and cry. 

"It feels like disrespect."  The monster walks out and doesn't come back. I continue crying while I watch blood trickle down to the floor. I grab the picture frame and its my favorite picture of my dad and I.  I take the picture out and trace my fingers over his face.

"I miss you..." I whisper.  All a sudden I feel a vibrate.  I take out my phone and see it was Beau.

Hey I know you probably don't want to talk to me but I want to help, just please respond.

I don't text him back, but I do want to talk with him now.  I grab the picture of my dad and I and pick up my keys and  walk to my doorway and look both directions once I see its clear I sneak down the stairs.  By this point I am betting I am as pale as a ghost, I am already starting to feel dizzy.  I look both ways once again and I hear the monster and my step dad talking in the kitchen, I walk quickly to the door and quietly shut the door and hurry to my car.  I feel blood on my face.

Fuck, I got to hurry.

I slightly speed to the Brooks house, luckily its late and there isn't much traffic. 

 

I slowly get out of the car and walk to Beau's window and knock on it quietly but then increase the sound when he doesn't wake up.  I finally see a light flick on and I can see Beau walking towards the window.  He opens the window.

"Hope what are you do-, Shit!  What the fuck happened?!  Come on get in."  He pulls me into the house and then closes the window.  He cups his hands on my face and wipes away my tears and looks at my head.

"Come on lets get you cleaned up." He says lifting me up carrying me bridal style.  He tip toes his way to the bathroom so he wakes nobody up.  He sets me down on the counter of the sink and grabs some wash cloths.

"Hey Beau?" I ask while he gets one of the wash cloths wet.

"Yeah?" he says concentrated while cleaning the blood.

"...Thank you for that text, it made me realize that I need to talk to someone."

He stops working and looks me in the eyes and holds my hand.

"I'll always be here, okay, I am not leaving.  We can talk when you're all patched up, alright?"

I nod and give a weak smile.

"I am going to remove the glass pieces, this is going to hurt."  I close my eyes as he takes out all the pieces.  Once he is done he rinses my hair with the shower head, it feels like I am at the salon.  He gives me a towel it wrap my hair up, he picks me up again in bridal style and walks me to his room.  He sets me gently on his bed and he tosses me some sweats. 

"Here you can change into these you're probably cold, I'll leave the room."  He starts leaving but I grab his hand.

"Don't go, I need to show you something..." He looks confused. He sits down and I turn my back to him and strip down so I am just in my bra and panties.

"I am not the only one abusing...the monster is hurting me to..." I sit down in front of him and he traces the burns with his warm fingers. Then he examines my bruised ribs and then turns me around so I am facing him, still silent.

"Whose the monster?" he asks softly like I am a deer that would run away at any big movements or sounds.  He puts his hand on my inner thigh and looks at my scars that I left.  It makes a shiver go down my spine.

"M-my mom"

"Why is she doing this to you?"

"...My mom...she started drinking to make the pain go away, she said it was all my fault and ignored me when I needed her the most.  I cut myself believing it was my fault and my mom became someone else.  She beat me until she got me to say 'it was my fault'."

"What was your fault babe?" He says pulling me closer, so I am practically grinding him.  It feels wrong but feels, nice?

"Through my whole life my dad was the most important person in my life, we're a happy family until one night when I was at my friends house.  I called my dad to pick me up.  He wasn't happy with me, I was suppose to be home earlier and I wasn't even suppose to be there."

Tears start to well up in my eyes and my throat starts getting dry.

"W-we're auguring in the car going home.  He went through an intersection without paying attention..."

I can't bare continuing.

"Its alright, I am here." Beau says, pulling me closer.

I take a deep breath.

"The next thing I knew was that were tumbling into a ditch.  Glass was broken and I could barely feel my leg that was crushed by the car door.  There was blood all over the place especially on my dad, he wasn't moving not one bit.  I knew he was dead but I couldn't accept it.  My world gone in a matter of seconds. I started  slipping into unconscious.  I never saw him again.  I wanted god to take me as well, but he didn't."p

My tears come rushing out and I hold Beau tight sobbing into his shoulder.  He rubs my back in circular motions.

"..I-I haven't felt loved in four fucking years!  I just want to be loved Beau!" I sob even more. Beau stays silent but he starts kissing my neck and when he reaches my lips I pull back and look him in eyes with tears still streaming down my face.  He cups his hands on my face and wipes away the tears with his thumbs.

"Babe its up to you." I sit there thinking for a good 10 seconds. 

I crash my lips into his and grab his hair with my hands and I beg my tongue for entrance and it granted.

There is no going back now...