castles → lil peep (completed)

Crybaby

Chapter forty nine

"Are you sure you can go back out there without murdering him?"

"I have to, imagine how Edward feels right now? He was being beaten when his half sister walks in, knocks his dad out and then gets dragged out, leaving him alone. He needs comfort right now"

"Shit you got a point, what me to come with?"

"That would be a good idea, you do make everything better"

Taking a deep breath, I stepped out of the room and walked over the unconscious dickface on the floor. Gus and I did made sure that we did some extra but 'accidental' damage as we did so though; that soon didn't matter however.

What we saw next broke our hearts.

Huddled in the corner was poor Eddie, crying and bleeding; shaking like a scared puppy.

"Oh Eddie"

We ran to him, embracing him tightly in a protective cocoon type thing. Gus and I having our backs to the wall and Edward in our laps with our arms around him; just as if he was our son.

"Hey I heard a lot of crashing what's going o-"

Ma came strolling in casually, earphones around her neck blaring out ABBA; so that's why she didn't come up sooner. Colour drained from her face and a loud shriek erupted from her mouth, I don't blame her though. If I came upstairs to see my husband beaten to shit and my son crying in my daughters arms, covered in blood, I would scream too.

"What h-happened? Why is Tim unconscious and why is Edward covered in blood?"

I looked at Eddie, giving him the 'do you want to explain?' look but he just cried harder, shook his head and curled into me. Looks like I was going to have to do the talking.

"He was beating him Ma, with his belt"

"No"

"No?"

"Tim wouldn't do that to anyone, let alone his own son! I don't know what lies Ed has told you but they're just that. Lies"

I passed Eddie over to Gus who gave me a sad smile while accepting the boy in his arms. Getting up I walked over to Ma, praying she wasn't in total denial about the situation.

"I caught Tim in the act, who do you think did that to his face? And who did that to Eddie then if it wasn't that piece of shit?"

Slap. She slapped me across the face. Hard. I didn't know how to react, I could see Gus subconsciously lurch forward but remained on the floor.

"Do not talk about my husband like that, especially after accusing him of such nonsense. I want all three of you out of my house immediately. You, Gustav and that little brat, I should've dumped him like I did to you when I had the chance"

This time I was the one to slap...well punch; I punched her so hard it knocked her clean off of her feet.

"You know what I regret? Giving you a second chance. I guess I was so wrapped up in the idea of having a family to call my own I was willing to look past how much of a bitch you are"

I looked over at Gus, telling him what we had to do with my eyes. While I trusted him to pack Ed's suitcases, I packed our own; trying to fight back the tears. I feel like such an idiot, i was so stupid to think that I could actually have a family. So fucking stupid.

"Hey.....you okay?"

I lightly jumped at Gus' arrival and didn't hesitate to run into his arms; it's where I felt most safe.

"I'm sorry you got dragged into this"

"It's okay, it'll be fun having Eddie live with us for a while"

"You two finished packing already?"

"I'm pretty sure that he already knew what he was going to take before all this even happened"

My momentary confusion shifted as I started to connect the dots, Eddie wanted to leave so badly he had memorised what he wanted to take. Shit must've been bad for longer than I thought.

"He's downstairs 100% ready to go"

"What do you want to do? Go back to your mother's for Christmas or back to ours?"

"Whatever you want to do. Long Island is closer but it'll cost more overall"

"Let's just book a hotel for the night and we'll get whatever flight comes first?"

"Sounds like a plan, Hey -"

He wrapped his lanky arms around my waist and rested his chin on my head.

"- everything's going to be okay"

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Sitting in the Uber on the way to the airport, I mentally prepared myself for what we were going to say to Liza. Everything was happening so fast, we didn't have time to call in advance; it sounds stupid I know but if we could call, we would. Gus and Eddie were asleep on each other's shoulders while I stared out the window, crying silently.

They were mainly tears of great fullness though, everything in my life has somehow been fucked up at some point; everything except Gus. He's been the continuous ray of hope in my life despite everything that's happened, I still don't know what I've done to deserve him.

As we went through the normal airport routine, I felt myself distancing myself from the boys; the all to familiar feelings of my infamous depressive episodes setting in. Something Gus somehow hadn't seen me in or even knew existed . The only one who knows about these severe episodes is Bexey because I used to get them frequently back in England, my most recent episode being back during Gus and I's break though.

I started to pull out my phone when my mind was pulled else where and the idea left as quickly as it arrived. Thoughts started to swarm my head, I brought destruction everywhere I went; I tore apart Eddie's life and basically almost got Gus killed because I wasn't a good enough girlfriend. These thoughts were toxic but unavoidable and I was about to give up trying to fight because that's what I always did, I would let them take over. Then I looked at Gus, I'm guessing he felt my eyes on him because he turned my way and gave me a cheeky wink.

He's my reason to fight