Five Against One

Denied

Chapter 8

"No, no I didn't." He says shaking his head.

"I want you to go. You're out of control and I'd be safer by myself." I say afraid I'll set him off.

"No, no, I'm staying." he says and I nod.

"I'll clean this up." I say and try to stand on my feet but fail.

"Don't worry about it. Come on." he says and picks me up bridal style.

He carries me up the stairs and sets me on my bed sitting me up.

"Pajama time." he says in a soft voice.

"N- ok." I say still being careful not to make him mad.

He looks at me raising his eyebrows and shrugs his shoulders. He goes to my closet and grabs big sweatpants and a Kermit the frog T-shirt.

He walks to me and lifts my arms carefully. I shut my eyes and try to think about something else in case he insults me.

"Alex." he says.

"I know, I know. I'm fat. I don't need to hear it from you. I hear it enough." I say sighing.

"I wasn't gonna say that." he sighs. "I was going to tell you, that you look really, really, skinny..." he says with a sigh.

I stay quiet as he pulls the shirt down.

"Ok. So now I'm going to help you stand ok? So grab onto my shoulders and hold on and I'll put your pants on." he says and I nod.

He pulls me up and I grab his shoulders. I feel my pants slide down and I stiffen. He grabs my ankle and raises my foot having me step into the pant leg. He repeats his actions on the other leg and slides them up around my waste.

He finishes and stands up giving me a half smile.

"That wasn't to hard was it?" he asks and I shake my head no.

"Good. To bed you go." he says and moves his hands from my shoulders from one under my bottom and one on my back. He puts me on my bed and I thank him quietly.

I close my eyes but still sense his presence. I look at him and he stands there with a sad look on his face. Then he looks to his hands and looks at himself. He looks back up and meets my gaze.

"I'm sorry. I am so sorry." he says to me and I stare at him. "Please, please forgive me." he pleads walking over to me and kneeling by my bedside.

"I-I can't." I say and he looks broken. "You, you almost killed me twice today and you've bullied me for two years. I, I can't just forget that." I say afraid he'll hurt me again.

Instead of doing anything all he does is stand up and leave. He just walks out of the room. I hear the front door slam and I cringe.

I just made my life 10,000% worse for myself. But, I couldn't just... forgive what he did. It would be a lie.

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A/N

Short chapter but wey hey am I right?

I have one thing to say though.

We up in this bitch, finna get crunk, eyebrows on fleek, dafuq?

That is all