My Navy Man

Chapter 7-

Brandon's POV

I stomp into my room. Break anything I can find. My bed. The couch. The chair. The desk. The window. The side table. Pictures.

I can't think. I sit on the side of my bed taking deep breaths.

Did I really mean what I said to her? Do I want her around? Is she ugly? Does her scars bother me that much?

Things run through my mind. Chevy shouldn't have left. I don't want to hurt her, but I already have. For fuck sakes I almost killed her.

"FUCK!" I yell frustrated. I get up and head to the bathroom walking past the clock. 10:37pm.

I start the water and strip out of my clothes. When the water is as hot as I can bare I step in and let the boiling water run down my body. I don't even mind the pain right now.

I wash the blood off my hands cleaning the cuts and taking the little pieces of glass and wood out.

By the time I'm out its 11:20pm. I put boxers and shorts on.

Once I start thinking about what I'm going to do with Dani I freak out. She's going to be terrified of me! She isn't going to want to be anywhere close to me!

I punch the wall. Why do I have to be suck a fuck up!? I've messed everything up.

I walk out of my room stepping over everything that's broke. The hallway, kitchen, and living room is all dark. No lights are on.

I frantically search the house for Dani. My mind runs to through the things that could have happened.

Running away. Somewhere hidden scared in the woods. Hurt. Crying. And then last one that scared me the most. Death.

I ran outside onto the porch. "DANI". Nothing. I run to my truck, I looked in the cab and the bed. Nothing. I look around.

To my left, woods. To my right, woods. behind the house, woods. She could be fucking anywhere!

"DANI COME HERE!". I ran into the woods to my right dodging trees and jumping over broken logs.

After 10 minutes at least I reached Wes's property line fence. I highly doubt she would go over to him.

I ran back through the woods to my house. When I got to the driveway I took my phone out to see the time. 11:40pm.

It was pretty dark already with a few lights outside the house and the shed in the back. I ran into the woods to my left.

It was far longer than the woods to the right. Like 2 miles longer. After an hour I got tired of running and started walking. She wasn't in the woods.

I made my way out of the woods into my backyard. In the backyard was a old tire swing, old shed, and some logs for the fire place in the winters.

The shed.

I ran to the shed and swung the door open. There she was.

"Dani" I whisper/breathed out.

She looked up at me but something silver caught my eyes. I felt the anger build up inside me again. Little droplets of her red blood dropped from her leg and tummy into the floor of the shed and off the knife.

I walk to her but she flinches back to the wall. "Give me the knife" I whisper.

She doesn't move, tears pour out of her eyes. I step closer to her and she closes her eyes dropping the knife.

I slowly bend down and push the knife outside.

"You can't not want me if I'm not here." I stop and stare at her. Did she just say that... She talked to me.

Her words sorted through my head. "no.." I breathed. "Dani I do want you. I'm so so so sorry. I didn't mean to hurt you. I swear to fucking god I didn't want to hurt you I don't know what got into me. I'm fucked up. I need help. I'm sorry". I dropped to my knees in front of her and reached my hand out to her.

She flinch. I saw the blood sopping through her shirt.

"Dani.." before she could move I grabbed her and picked her up taking her to the back porch.

She wiggles trying to get away till I gently lay her down on the porch. I lift her shirt trying to ignore the scars around her sides and belly.

The fresh cut is pretty deep it probably needs stitches so does the one on her leg.

I look at her face, she's slowly blinking looking off. I can't believe I'm the cause of this. I told her I didn't want her.

I can't. I pull out my phone and dial the other person that comes to mind.

"Dude it's almost 1 in the morning I was sleeping what do you want and it better be good"
"Chevy, I need you. Come to the house now" then I hung up and stood up.

"UGH". I threw my phone at the porch frustrated. It landed next to Danis head. She didn't flinch, move, look at it, she just stares into the woods slowly blinking.

After a slow 4-5 minutes I hear a fourwheeler pull into my driveway. "CHEVY" I yell to him. Seconds later he comes around the house looking around.

He climbs onto the porch. "Hey bro, wh-". He stops looking at Dani.

I see his eyes change from scared to sad to worried to angry.

"Brandon. WHAT DID YOU DO TO HER" he yells stalker up to me. I've never seen him this angry. He doesn't ever get mad.

"I.. I didn't mean to.." I stuttered. Then everything came flowing out.

"When I got home from work Wes was over and he told me he was talking to Dani about her puppy. A puppy I didn't know or say she could have. A couple days before that Marry brought Travis and Bryce over and i overheard her talking to Travis and told him to not tell anyone she could talk. It's been 2 whole months!! I gave her everything and she still never talked to me. When Wes left I choked her against the wall and said some stuff.." I whispered the last part.

"What the hell did you say Brandon" Chevy commanded.

"I told her she was just a broken girl. That she was too messed up. She had to many ugly scars. Had ugly scars. And that I didn't want her.."

After the words left my mouth Chevys fist bashed into my face.

I grabbed my nose. "I guess I deserve that"
"You deserve a hell of a lot more"

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Chevys POV

"Ill deal with you later, jackass"