Scars

Part 1//Abuse//Havana

Song: Father by Demi Lovato

Havana's POV
"I'M HOME!" I heard Jones yell as he shut the door making me jump up.
"JONES!!" I yelled as I came flying down the stairs and into my brothers arms.
"Hey there little sis." He said laughing as I wrapped my arms around his neck a little tighter.
"I missed you too Vana." He whispered into my hair and kissed my head ever so sweetly making me smile wider. His hands roamed my back and then started to tickle me making me burst out in laughter. I haven't laughed in forever. I've missed this laugh, and this bond that Jones and I have. I've missed him.
"I've missed that laugh." He said and let out a small chuckle as he stopped tickling me and picked me up and flung me over his shoulder.
"JONES!" I yelled and hit his back making him laugh.
"Yes baby sister?" He asked and placed me on the counter and got out a tub of mint choclate ice cream and two spoons, a Wilde traditon.
"When did you get so jacked so that you can carry me? Like bro i'm fat." I said and laughed as he took a spoonfull of ice cream.
"I do a lot of lifting the little kids, puppies, and old ladies graceries so I can get the chicks out in LA." He said and smirked and I rolled my eyes.
"SPEAKING OF LA" He said very loud so he could grab my attention, which I mean he already did have it but whetever.
"Yes?" I asked and put a spoon full of ice cream in my mouth.
"When are you moving out with me??" He asked and looked down at the ice cream making me laugh.
"Let me graduate first then i'm all yours." I said and smirked making him smile.
"You staying the night?" I asked getting another spoon full of ice cream.
"Yepper!" He said and smiled making me frown.
"What was that for?" He asked letting me know he cought my facial expression.
"Nothing it's just Dad is gonna wanna talk to you and please please please i'm begging you that if I ever go down stairs you go upstairs." I whispered feeling my face get hot.
"Why? I've lived here my whole life Vana I am allowed to do as I please and, he is no longer in jail??" Jones asked being taken aback.
"When you left for LA someone bailed him out and he came back home. Every night has been hell for me since that night you left, but I just don't want you to make anything big out of it, I mean it isn't that bad. I guess." I mumbled and rubbed the back of my neck making Jones straighten out.
"What has he done??" He asked and I sighed regretting what I had said.
"Has he been hurting you?" He asked stepping closer to me making me shudder. I sighed again and looked down making Jones grunt and ball his fists.
"Where?" Jones asked not looking me in the eyes.
"Everywhere." I mumbled and rolled my eyes feeling desgusted with the coversation I am having with my 21 year old brother.
"Everywhere?" He questioned looking me in the eyes. I nodded my head slowly making him grunt even louder making me jump.
"So he's, touched you? Again?" He asked and took a step closer to me, our bodies inches apart. I nodded my head instantly regretting what I had started.
"GOD DAMN IT VANA." He yelled as he slammed his hands onto the counter making me jump. I heard a car door shut and the jiggling of keys and my head shot up as did Jones. I jumped off the counter and ran to the door opening it before my father could.
"Vana who's fucking car is that in my god damn drive way??" He yelled as his hand rose and then a sudden burning swept across my face making me fall to the ground.
"Dad?" Jones asked making my father stand in awe and me straighten out and shoot my head up still sprwaled out on the hardwood floor.
"Jones?" Dad asked and cocked up his eye brow and looked down at me.
"Dad!" Jones said and hugged my father as my father hugged him back with a sick smile on his face.
"How've you been??" My father asked as he put his bag down and took off his jacket with a smile on his face. They both flopped onto the couch and I polietly excused myself and ran up to my room to call Kod but his number wasn't in my phone. I looked out my window and stuck up my middle finger signing a fuck you to Walker and his little slut that were in there now. I collapsed on my bed and sighed knowing that I had nothing to do other then to wait for Dad to become to drunk and beat the shit outta me and rape me with Jones watching. I rolled over and looked at the time. 7:15. Great. I sighed once again and rolled onto my back and closed my eyes letting sleep take over my body. I shot up with tears streaming down my face, and I don't even know what from. I wipped under my eyes trying to calm myself down and steady my breathing but instead I cried harder. I glanced at the time to see that is said 9:14. I slowly stood up knowing that that would probably be the best sleep I have ever had and will ever have. I opened my door a crack to hear the two boys yelling making me wake up instantly.
"YOU DON'T RUN THIS HOUSE!" My father yelled.
"YEAH WELL I KNOW FOR DAMN SURE THAT YOU SHOULD NOT BE RAPING A MINOR,, LET ALONE YOUR DAUGHTER!" Jones yelled. Fuck.
"WHAT HER AND I DO ARE BETWEEN US! GAH I MIGHT AS WELL KILL EVERY ONE IN THIS GOD DAMN HOUSE!" My father yelled making me stop breathing.
"YOU TAKE THAT BACK RIGHT NOW!" Jones yelled as I heard footsteps going into the kitchen.
"DAMN IT DAD I SAID TAKE IT BACK!" Jones yelled as I ran down the stairs and stood infront of Jones as my father  pulled a knife on him, well me. I felt a burning sensation run through my stomach as I looked down to see my blood and my brother looking frieghtened.
"Let her bleed out and she won't be any one's problem. Gah she was just like her mother, always so bother some but yet always let me be domonite." My father said and winked at me as he put the knife in the sink letting me collaps onto the ground and before he walked away, he picked up my neck making my head jerk up as his grip tightened around my neck nearly killing me.
"Jones was my first mistake and he got the hint and left. You are my second mistake and you still won't get the hint, will you? I don't want you here, near me, or breathing the same air as me let alone alive. So I would say leave. Before I do what I had to do to your mother." He mumbled and slamed my head agenst the hard wood floor and kicking my side making me groan out in pain. I closed my eyes trying not to let the tears flow out but they still did.
"I will be up in bed. Have a nice night my loves." Our father said and slammed his door shut making me shudder.
"Is Mrs. Jobes still a doctor??" Jones asked as he picked me up ever so carefully yet it was still ever so painfull. I nodded my head as he opened the front door letting a cold breaze hit my face and body making me shudder. He ran across the street and banged on the door untill someone opened. Mr. Jobes.
"Oh hey Jones!! What's u- oh my gosh we need to bring her to Star." Mr. Jobes said as he soon took me out of Jones arms and in his running around his large house. I shuddered again making Mr. Jobes run faster to Star.
"Hey Vana, talk to me sweety. Do you know where you are??" He asked me.
"Your place." I mumbled.
"That's right you are at my house." He said and smiled a weak smile.
"Do you know why your here Vana??" He asked.
"No body calls me Vana anymore, it reminds me of Kyle to much." I mumbled as my eyes filled ready to over flow.
"Sorry Havana, your just so much like my daughter." He said and smiled as did I letting my tears flow.
"But do you know why your here Havana??" He asked getting back on topic as we sped around the house.
"Because my father hates me and Jones is a super hero. But not like the ones in the comics or movies, but the ones that you find every day on the street. You and Mrs. Jobes are also super heros because of stuff like this." I mumbled as both boys let out a little laugh.
"Well as long as your brother is saving you, then that's the only super hero you need correct?" Mr. Jobes asked and I let out a little chuckle.
"Yeah. I mean he isn't my super hero at school, but then again at school no one is my super hero. Kod says that he loves me but we all know that if he really loved me he wouldn't beat me senceless like he does with the rest of his biker friends." I said and sighed. 
"No one will ever love me like Kyle did. And no one no matter who Kyle made that vow with will never be able to love me. Now I understand why my father wants me dead. I'm legit useless." I said as my lip started to quiver but I tried to stay strong.
"Hey princess you aren't useless. You are perfect just the way you are." Jones said and kissed my hand as I layed on a white bed in a white room with white walls and a white floor and a white ceiling. Everything white. I never understood that. I heard mumbling in the back round, with it being Mr. and Mrs. Jobes and Jones kissed my hand one last time and then smiled at me.
"You are gonna be just fine. You are gonna be a-okay. Alright?" He asked as his eyes started to swell with tears. I just wanted to sit up and wipe away his tears and hold him tight and tell him that I would be fine and that this is nothing compared to the stuff that Dad would normally do. But I couldn't. I felt parlyzed. Suddenly I heard constant yelling and screaming as my eyes shut ever so slowly and the darkness adopted me.

OHSHIT OHSHIT OHSHIT WHY DO I DO THIS TO MYSELF!?! Anyways I really hope that you liked this chapter and if you did don't forget to color that lil star in the bottem Orange and comment your thouhts, what you think will happen in Walkers POV and add to your reading lists and follow me so you can see when I update which is normally every Wednesday and Saturday and maybe an extra day if I have an extra chapter or the time to write more haha. Love you all and untill next time,, PEACE
~Sarah