Outcast

Each Other

Tiana POV
I hear I knock on the door and since jazzy is sleep I have to go get it. I don't know who is knocking at my door this time at night so I grab a bat. I open the door really to swing but I  see Bryson why is he here?? I dropped the bat.
"Why are you hear "I asked.
As I turned the porch light on and get a better look at him, and I'm shocked he looks all beaten up. There is blood everywhere and he looks like he's about to fall over.
"OMG are you ok what happened" I asked worried.
He didn't respond so I helped him inside.
"I'm going to call 911 just hold up at second"
" No" he said barely in a whisper.
"Bryson you are really hurt I have to call them"
"Please no"
"Ok let me go get some ice don't fall a sleep" I said.
I know I was mad at him earlier but when I saw him hurt like that all my pain was washed away and replaced with sadness and concern.
As I walk back with the ice I see Bryson falling a sleep.
"NO NO NO WAKE UP" I yelled
He just up and rubbed his head.
"Here is some ice put it on the spot it hurts the worst"
I gave him like three packs of ice just in case he needed them and he used all three.
" Ok now I'm going to cleanup your scars this might hurt a little"
I start putting the rubbing alcohol on it right away he started hissing.
"Shhh it's going to be ok" I said trying not to wake up jazzy.
After I cleaned him all up I put on the tv and we watched the Cleveland show. To make sure he doesn't fall asleep. The silence was killing me I need to know what happened.
"Listen Bryson I know you may not want to tell me but I just cleaned you up and now you are staying on my couch can you tell me what happened".
" Umm before I tell you this you have to promise that you won't tell a soul" he said seriously.
That did not make he feel better I have this feeling in my stomach that something is really wrong.
"Promise"
" Ok so my mom died of overdose on pills after that my dad was just never the same.  He used to always just go out and bring girls home. So one day I asked him how could he get over mom like that and he started beating punching me and kicking me I didn't know what to do. It started happening every day, today I was worst then ever it's like something went off in his head and he all of a sudden wanted to kill me. My phone was smashed and you were the closest person I could walk to".
By the end of the story I was bawling I just couldn't control myself. How could someone do that to there own son. I always wanted to do things for myself and never ask my parents for help but this time I will. My parents are famous lawyers I got to get Bryson out that place.
I just pulled him into a hug and he just sat there hugged be back. I could tell he needed a hug and truth be told I needed one to. My parents are never home that's why I have jazzy but it's just not the same. Maybe we needed each other.