Agliophobia

Chapter 6

"She was a little all over the place, that's for sure. But the good news is that when she loved she loved big. And if she loved you, you knew she loved you. You never had to wonder." -Unknown

Sawyer
It has been about a month since the trial. My father is in jail for 25 years. The reality has officially set in. He can't hurt me anymore. He's gone and can't hurt me.

And for the past month I've been staying with Parker and his family. Which, sadly, means that I am around Cline still. But he hasn't dared to even come near me when Parker is around. Which is all the time. But today, as I make my way into the kitchen it's just me and the man himself. No people around in any direction.

"You know, Sawyer, I don't appreciate what your little boyfriend did. I know you want me. Everyone does. What do you say Sawyer," he moves closer to me, to close. "let me show you what you're missing out on." That's when I feel my back hit the wall, his arms creating a cage around me. He moves his head in the crook of my neck, and I can then feel him creating a hickey.

I have about 5 seconds of freedom. Do I take the chances. I slip my socks off with my feet and carefully kick them to the side. Cline moans into my neck. That's when I take my shot. I crank my leg back as far as I can, and bring it up as fast as I can.

"You little bitch!" Cline falls to the floor clutching his groin as Drake comes running into the room, Parker soon following. When his eyes meet mine he knows what happened. His usual emerald green eyes turn a dark shade of purple, rage taking over. "Parker I'm fine. Don't hurt him okay?" When he hears my words his eyes switch back over and he runs over to me, encasing me in his arms.

    "Are you sure you're fine? What did he do to you? I swear I'm gonna-"

   "Parker. Será mejor que no le toques, o tu padre podría asesinarte. Understood?" Xiomara's voice echoed through the room, house even. A certain sternness laced her words, making even the boys slightly quiver in their shoes. "Pero madre, estaba tratando de besar a Sawyer de nuevo. De hecho, la besó. ¡Le di una paliza incluso! Lo voy a matar uno de estos días ..." If looks could kill Cline would be dead, but that's not what bothered me. Parkers unsteady tone bothered me. After he said that to his mother he raced upstairs. "I'm sorry ma'am." I apologized to his mother and quickly followed Parker. Cause if I couldn't see him I couldn't find him, and the last think he needs is to be alone right now.

After quietly walking through the maze of a house behind parker he walking into his little gym and slammed the door. The glass walls helped me see what he was doing, deciding on letting him blow off some steam first.

After 15 minutes of Parker beating a fake man blind, I worked up the courage to open the door, clearing my throat to get his attention. As soon as he saw me his eyes flashed and his faced softened lightly. "You should've yelled for me. Or Drake, anyone for that matter."

"Parker. I didn't yell for you because I  had a plan. I took care of it didn't I? I'm fine. He didn't do any physical harm to me. I can take care of myself." Upon hearing my words I could tell it struck a nerve, his face showing an expression of shock. No one had ever dared to use such attitude towards him, not ever.

"I don't care if you had a plan. I don't care if you took care of it or not. He left a hickey on you! Can you not see that?! That Pequeña perra deserves alot more than a kick in the balls and a lecture."

"Come sit."

I gestured for him to sit by me on the floor mat. Reluctantly, he did so.

"Im going to say this and you will listen and you won't interupt me," he nodded. "I am a big girl. My dad abused me for years. I know how to fight for myself. I don't need you or drake or anyone else to do it for me. I appreciate it, I really do, but I can handle myself. At least to Cline. So please, let me fight the battles I'm confident in fighting."

Taking in a deep breath I stop, turning my attention from the floor to his face for the first time. I expect to see some version of anger, due to the amount of attitude I unintentionally used. Instead I see sympathy, sadness almost. I cocked my eyebrow in confusion, why would he look sad?

"I know Sawyer and I am truly sorry about that. Its just that, Cline isn't a good person. He's manipulative and cruel. I've known that kid since we were in diapers. Thats almost 20 years Sawy. 20 years of being blamed for the dumbass stunts he pulls. I had to go a year without practically leaving the house cause he wanted to fuck with my dads staff. I just don't want you around someone who can get you killed," he stopped, hitching in a shakey breath. "You've been through enough as it is. He pisses off the wrong person and you're there..."

Thats when he stops. Not pauses, but stops. His body, parallel to mine, quickly when stiff. His eyes hardening."Sawyer. Don't. Move." His words. The tone he used. Which ever one it was scared the shit outta me. He jumps up and walks in front of me, sheltering my seemingly frail body.

"Parker, mi amigo. ¿Por qué escondes a la hermosa dama? Sólo quiero conocer a tu amigo. ¿Es una tarea tan difícil preguntar?" Whatever the deep voice said mustn't of mad parker happy, considering the fact he spun around and pushed me farther away.

"yea, it is. Porque eres un idiota intentado matar a mi familia. Pero mi padre no me cree cuando le digo que lo hizo. Por lo que a mí respecta, no pisan un pie cerca de ella. Nunca." I finally got the courage to turn around, only to wish I hadn't.
A tall man faced us, a grim smile taking over his expression. His jaw line supported a pink scar, running from his ear to under his lip. His head bald and face freshly shaven. But that wasn't the freaky part. Cline. It looked like an older version of Cline.

His eyes meet mine.

"Well hello. You must be Sawyer."

And the last thing I remember was a loud bang.

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Short and late update,I know. And I apologize. I've had some health issues lately so updating has been difficult. I've also been having horrible writers block and little motivation to even try to break it.

Song is "Water fountain" by Alec Benjamin. It doesn't really go with the chapter, but I really like it so I recamend listening to it!

Anyway. This chapter was 1,241 words long. Short, I know. But I'm hoping the next one will be better, length and interesting wise. Thank you for reading Agliophobia. Hope you enjoy chapter six!

Love,
Kaiya.mcc💕