From bad people, worse parents, and a best friend, Ivy's life isn't exactly a walk in the park. She deals with things No one should have to deal with. She's beat up, strong, loved. She doesn't want to worry anymore. But alas, some people want her ba...
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The monitor went off. I was the only one in the room with her. I don't know what happened, but I will find out. She is my best friend, and I don't know what to do.
There are so many emotions in my head now. All running wildly. In the midst of thinking, I heard her mumble something. I jumped from the chair and ran by her.
"Where am I" she mumbled, grimacing from, im guessing' the pain.
"The hospital", I answered "who did this to you"
Before she could answer the nurse came in.
"Hey Ms.Tiller, I'm your nurse Ms. Sarah, you have five broken ribs, many back abraisions, a fractured ankle, a busted lip, and the fracture to the skull isn't severe" she informed. "Now some of these are recent and some aren't"
"Mr.Tiller, can I see you in the hall?" she asked.
I walked into the hall and she started talking
"Domestic Violence is a serious matter. The police need to question you. You shouldn't impose your will on her because shes smaller than you" She said calmly.
I was already mad at this situation but that just fueled my anger, "You think I did that to her. No no no, you must have the wrong Bryson Djaun Tiller because this one knows not to hit a female. I have never layed a hand on that girl ever in my life"
"Um.. well, she can go, but she'll be in a considerable amount of pain for a couple of weeks, so I'll give her the medicine and the doage wiol be on the bottle" she said quickly.
After a couple of hours Ivy signed the papers, and we left.
The car ride was silent. She was fast asleep. I still didn't know what happened, and I wasn't about to drop her off at her parents house.
Pretty soon we turned on Hazelwood Ave to my apartment. I parked and helped her out. She walked on crutches. One we reached the door I turned her around carefully.
"What happened, Ivy," I asked, "and don't make up an excuse, who did this"
She looked weary, "You know this isn't the first time, and it probably won't be the last. It not the most severe beating I've ever gotten for something silly. You know how I claim that I got a broken ankle in basketball or I got in a fight and got a busted lip" she spoked soft with tears in her eyes. I couldn't tell if they were from pain or something else.
I unlocked the door and guided her to the couch.
"Now tell me who it was"
"I have skeletons in my closet. Please don't think of me any less if I tell you" she put her hand on her ribs and bent over moaning. I couldn't give her any medicine because she already took her daily dose, "You know parents are supposed to make you feel happy and content. They are supposed to be your best friend not your enemy. They arent supposed to make you feel bad internally and externally. My parents did the exact opposite" I saw tears in her eyes.
"You wanna know the worst punishment I've ever gotten" she asked, "I was in a coma for three days, they didn't take me to the hospital or nothing. They just left me on the floor and said it's better if she dies than lives. The truth be told I do want to die, maybe God would have a place where none of this happened to me in heaven"
"I went in my bathroom and got some medication and thought about overdosing every time this would happen. Im just tired of life. My brother got a way out, why can't I"
"Bryson, sometimes I wish I could be a strong person. When people talk about me I pretend not to care, but it hurts just as much as Jasmine's words and when I fight it feels like I'm in control when I'm not. You know the reason I haven't committed yet, I always thought that maybe someone would walk in and tell me not to do it instead of encouraging it. It thought that I would have a chance with you, and I know I was stupid to think that.Why are you even worried about a beaten down poor excuse of a girl like me, don't you have a beautiful woman to fuck"
"I'm just a stupid, stupid, stupid, stupid, stupid person."
"No your so far from that, you are definitely not a waste. You are beautiful, smart, and kind. Don't ever say that again"
I stood up and she was still sitting. Her crutches were thrown on the floor. I picked her up and walked her to the tub and sat her on the bed.
"Listen... I can't get in here" she said gesturing towards the door to the bathroom.
"Here let me take that rib belt off." I let the water run and gently opened it. I saw that her chest it was a big bruise the size of my hand. I bent down and undid her ankle thing. I raised up and started to pull her shirt over her head. I took her shorts off and stopped.
"Do you want me to leave now"
"No no, you can stay" she said in a soft whisper. She got up and tried to walk over there, "Here" I picked her up and walked to the bathroom.
"You want me to help you with that" I said gesturing to her bra and panties.
She just shrugged. I mean I've seen her naked before, and she has the body of a goddess.
I took off her underwear first and then I carefully pulled off her bra because she had many bruises up there.
She got in the tub and relaxed.
"Call me if you need anything"
She bathed and got out. I walked in the bathroom when she was done drying off and putting on clothes.
She came over to the bed and sat on the edge.
"You want some pizza" I asked her.
"Yeah, I'm not very hungry though"
I order a meatlovers pizza with stuffed crust.
When the pizza got here, we ate and I helped her up onto the bed.
She layed down next to me and started snuggling.
"Big baby" I mumbled drifting to sleep thinking about what I was about to do in the morning.
Hi guys. I'm trying to update once a week. I kinda rushed the end. What's goin down in the next chapter. Keep reading to see.
Revised: I just realized that the chapter was trash and I facepalmed myself for it. I changed it around some, so I hope you like it
