chapter 8

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 Elizabeth

I had this feeling that Josh was lying to me, and added on to that I had just woken from the nightmare and could feel Jack on me so when Josh touched me I almost attacked him. The others thought it was this was a joke but i could see Josh seen the truth. I needed to get everyone out, I could hurt someone if I don't. "Plz get out!"
I whispered so low under my breath I knew josh hadn't heard it but the other two did. "What happened was not your fault!" Ian said the same thing he did before I passed out. But now everyone in the room was nodding and agreeing with him. Well everyone except Josh who was still to horrified to speak. " I just need a moment to myself!" Ian of course read me like a book, and his smile soon turned to a frown of concern. He looked at Andrew and from what I assume telling him to get everyone out. Because when he looks back at me, Andrew is telling everyone to give us a second. Once everyone is out Ian turns to me " What's wrong. I don't think it's the tabel incident or the bed one either?" I looked at him and just broke, the look of concern on his face made the tears just start running and I couldn't stop them. " Jack he... he was in my dream. No it was more like a memory. I remember what he did to me and i hate it" Ian was holding me now rocking me while I cried. "And when the kid touched you, it wasn't a joke was it? You were possibly going to hurt him"

"I didn't mean to, Just the memory was to fresh in my head. And I was going to hurt..." I trailed off. I'm just like Jack, I hurt people and.... The door slammed open and Andrew was standing there with fury painted on his face. He came over to me faster than necessary and pulled me up squeezed my arms hard enough that I could see blood dripping down my arm. I didn't cry out, I deserved it and I knew it. "Stop it, you are nothing like that bastad! You are an idiot if you think that I'm going to let you compare yourself to someone like hi then you are dead wrong." Ian was starting to catch on and started looking like he was just as mad as Drew. "I almost hurt everyone once again. What makes me any different than him?" I dropped my head in shame, I'm no different than Jake. Suddenly I felt a rock had just came in contact with my face. When I realized it was a fist my first thought was Drew but when I looked at him he looked just as surprised as me. I looked over at Ian who was now right beside me with a crazy mad look on his face, when I looked down at his hand he had blood on it. My blood to be exact, I looked at him and begged him to punch me again with my eye's. He did, once, twice, three times. "What the hell, why are you giving into her" Andrew was talking to Ian but I answered "He thinks he's teaching me a lesson, he thinks that if I feel the pain physically then I'll realize how stupid he thinks i'm being" Andrew looked like Ian had gone crazy, I couldn't help the laugh that bubbled up. But soon that turned to sobs, my feet fell from beneath me and I was on my knees, every part of me felt as if it was shattered like a glass cup that has been dropped on the floor. " I will go explain everything to Josh and Abby" Drew knew that everything was okay now and he was trying to give me and Ian some space. Because even though he hated him, he knew that is what I needed. I looked up at him through the tears and gave him a small smile and sent a thought his way. Thank you! I think he got it because he answered with his own smile. Ian was still holding me and I wrapped my arms around him and dug my face into his chest while I cried. I cried and cried until I was sobbing dry tears, once I finally stopped Ian was still stroking my back and the first thing I said to his was. " You know something Ian, you're the best you know that right." He laughed it off and replied "No, i'm far from it. Thank you though little butterfly"

He will never forgive himself for his past. Even though he put on a happy smile everyday, I could tell he is miserable. " Me and you always!" I don't know what compelled me to say that but I did. I was so tired that as soon as I said it I fell asleep, and this time with Ian holding me it was peaceful.

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