Silence. || Baysha - [Bayley + Sasha Banks]

silence. | chapter eleven

Sᴇᴘᴛᴇᴍʙᴇʀ 29ᴛʜ | 7:32 ᴀ.ᴍ | Sᴀsʜᴀ ʙᴀɴᴋs

Bayley sighed as she hesitated to speak for a brief moment.

"My 'adopted parents' are not my parents. The people we visited are. Those people are my aunt and uncle and they are both teaming up to basically kill me." She confessed

"Kill you?" I repeated and my phone when off. I hung up the call and waited on Bayley's response.

"Yeah. I swap between their houses every now and again and they abuse me." She confirms and I tear up.

"So, why did you stop speaking?" I asked her and she sighed looking down at her fingers.

"I somehow managed to end up in an orphanage at three months old. I had some bruises because I was abused even as a baby by my parents. I met a girl there... her name was Juliana. I called her JuJu and she called me BayBay," she begins to speak and she looked up at me. "We were inseparable. She was my only friend."

"What happened to her?" I asked her as I reached over and touched her hand.

"She met new people. We were four and she started to bully me. At five years old she had fully transformed into a person I wish I'd never ever met." Bayley says as she stared into thin air.. her breathing was a heavy breathing and her eyes welled up with tears.

"Is that why you stopped speaking?" I asked her because she stopped.

"No. There was an incident at the pool when we were six years old. Juliana, Meredith and Bryce took turns holding my head under the water when nobody was looking. I kicked and fought. That only made it worse. They would all hold my head under."

I sat there. Honestly, not wanting to hear any more of this because my heart was breaking. Tears were coming down my face as she wiped hers away with her sleeve.

"I found a way to get Juliana away from her friends. I held her head under the water just like she did to me. I held it long. Too long. Soon, she stopped kicking. They took her to the hospital and she never came back to the orphanage."

"Maybe she was adopted?" I suggest and Bayley glared at me briefly before shaking her head. "Just maybe."

"I was sent to multiple therapists. My last words were curse words.. then, my aunt and uncle found out I was there. They adopted me and continued the abuse." Bayley finished and she had tears running down her face. I pulled her in for a hug.

"It's okay." I whispered stroking her hair and she clung to me crying on my shoulder.

"I didn't mean to kill her.." she whispers and reassured her as I hold the hug tighter.

How will I get her away from these people?

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