Please Help Me (Rewriting) (BxB)

Chapter 7

Caleb's POV

Jamison had been in the hospital for sometime now due to the fracture on his spinal cord, he has a brace to help keep it in place. Though he refused to use it and turns it down everytime, he would get very tired and very fast, so he didn't see the point in using it. He also told me one night he hates it because it felt like someone was holding onto him tightly and it scared him. Today he gets out of the hospital and can go home, but he can't do certain things and he can't lift or bend over for anything. Which he is pretty upset about, and I would be too if I was him.

Trey still hasn't told the police anything and Jamison refuses to be in the same room as one let alone see one. It's pissing me off because I want to help them and get them someone to stop this. Preferably my fists to their face.

"Caleb you look grumpy." I heard Jamison say as he stretched softly wincing when he did. He had changed into some of his normal clothes, a simple white hoodie that ate his petite body frame, and black skinny jeans with his converse. His pale hair sat in a curly mop on top of his head making him even cuter then ever.

"I'm not grumpy love." I answered him walking over to him and looking down at his tiny frame, he looked up at me.

"But you're to tall." He muttered and I chuckled watching him turn and grab some of his stuff and papers before we met up with Trey who signed Jamison out to leave. He had his own papers in his hands, to talk with the police we both knew it and so did Jamison. We made our way to my black car and slipped inside, Jamison and I in the back and Trey driving us back to where they lived.

Jamison cuddled into my side putting his arm over me gently, and his feet were up as he rested his head onto my stomach gently.  I figured the walk made him tired so I let him sleep which was pretty easy for him cause he was out in a matter of seconds.

When we got to their place I picked him up carefully and Trey took his brace and papers. We walked to his part and he opened the door for us and I stepped inside holding him close to me.

"I have a guest room you guys are welcome to cuddle or whatever, I'm gonna be out." Was all he said before he set everything down and grabbed his keys and then left.

"He's just going.." Jamison started to say but yawned half way through his sentence "..to think or get drunk."

"So he just leaves you here alone?" I asked him looking into his blue eyes.

"Not always, when he is stressed is all." He answered looking back into my eyes and sitting up in my arms a little. He placed a soft kiss to my cheek gently "Don't look so grumpy."

"I'm just mad he won't tell, and upset that you won't either." I told him softly looking away a little.

"I..need to use the bathroom." He said quietly and I set him down gently and he winced a little bit. He walked slowly to the bathroom avoiding what I had told him and slipped inside, he came out shortly after with sleepy eyes. "Bedroom?" He asked softly reaching for me so I picked him up and his legs went around my waist pressing against me a little. I hoped it didn't hurt his back at all as I carried him up the steps and into the spare room.

"Mom and Dad." He said softly as I was carrying him, honestly I had no clue why he said what he did.

"What love?" I asked softly then remember what I had said before and gently placed him on the bed. When I looked at him, there were tears in those beautiful eyes of his.

"Don't tell Trey, or anyone. Please." He whispered starring at the ground with sad scared eyes. "Mom and Dad did it..they do it."

"They hurt...you?" I asked him my words coming out slower then I had wanted them too. I was furious.

"Dad..did this, he beat me with a bat and whipped me..I-I." He started to say but he started to shake and tears came to the blue eyes so quick. They fell quickly landing on his hoodie sleeves and his lap.

"Baby..it's okay." I whispered moving and holding him close to me gently rocking him.

"I-I..dunno what I did wrong. I don't know why they hurt me or Trey. Dad beat me and I was good that day, I listened. I swear I was good Caleb, I wasn't perfect but I tried. I didn't eat and I didn't fight mom, I didn't even fight him when he dragged me by my hair. So what did I do wrong?" He sobbed out his body wracking in sobs. He tried to move away to what I assume was to get away but I held him close, not going to let him go till he was calm.

"Nothing love, you didn't do anything wrong at all. I promise you, they just want to hurt you guys to make themselves feel better. They want you to be upset, they crave it." I told him rubbing his back a little bit still rocking him gently.  He hiccuped