Patrick POV
When we made it to Bowers place I looked at Kassidy and asked "Kas are you alright?" She looked up to me and shook her head and in a whispered tone said "No..." There was a tear slipping from her eye and I wiped it away and pulled her in for a tight hug to tell her that I was there for her and I thought 'No one was going to hurt her unless it was person was me.' We sat on Bowers couch and I told Butch that Rena's Ex husband was here and he got his stuff and left the house I guess to keep an eye out for his previous girlfriend. I walked into the living room to talk to Kassidy to see what was going on and why She was acting weird, I sat down beside her and asked "Kas what's wrong? Why are you acting so different?" she sighed and her face was stained by tears "Because he came back. He wasn't supposed to ever come back." I was confused and I asked her "What your dad?" she nodded and I asked "Why what did he do?" She looked down and I placed my finger under her chin and lifted her face up and said "It's alright you can tell me love." She nodded and then started to tell me what happened.
Kassidy POV
I sat there not wanting to relive the past, but since he didn't know what happened when I was a kid why my parents got a divorce and why I never really had a close friend or even friends at all. I said "When I was little when my dad got fired then he had started drinking a lot and he had started to hit my mom and then started to hit me too. I tried to cover up my bruises with makeup.It felt like just yesterday that he started beating my mother and I will never un see everything he had ever done. I changed I used to be a happy child than he came home one afternoon and he started yelling and hitting my mom telling her that everything was her fault and how much he hated her and how he wanted both me and her dead. I called the police and that was the day Butch saved me and my mom from my father.About a year later mom and Butch started dating and I met Henry. But since my dad, I'd become a much more darker person now that I've seen and heard the things he's said and done to me and my mother It changed me both for the best and worst I guess. It made me a person with a good heart, but yet I'm a person with a twisted mind. For years after he left I had the same horrible nightmare. I see my mom laying there motionless on the floor, blood seeping from her cold body. For years I cried myself to sleep every night. He never loved my mom and he never loved me." I laughed and said "Little kids are supposed to be afraid of monsters in their closets or under their beds and the boogeyman, but that wasn't what I was afraid of No I was afraid of my father because what his last words were to me. He said "I'll see you soon Kassy." I was scared every night he would come back and try to kill me and my mom.
Patrick POV
I felt a pang of guilt for asking her to explain what was going on and I pulled her into another hug and said " I promise that he will not lay a finger on you ever and if he try's to I will kill him. I will stay by your side till he leaves and until he leaves you can stay at my house I don't care if my parents are okay with it or not you can stay in my room with me." she nodded and said "Okay." I said "Let's go to your house to pick up your stuff." she took hold of my hand and we walked down the street and I tried to make her feel better joking around and goofing around making her smile. I asked "On the way back to my place you want to stop and get some ice cream?" She smiled and nodded like a little kid letting out a little giggle. I smiled and shook my head at her childishness and then that's when my smiled faded when her house being surrounded by cop car came into view. I thought to myself 'What the hell is going on?'
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