With You I Feel Safe

Every time

Hey guys, just letting you know now that this chapter might be triggering for some people, so read at your own risk:)

Stiles POV~
Many times I have wondered why I push people away. I know Scott just wants to help me, and I know that if I told on Brent the chances of him hurting my dad are very slim, considering my dad is the sheriff and Brent is his deputy. I bet if I told my dad what happened between Brent and I he wouldn't even believe me. Brent has made it very obvious that he is on my dads good side, my dad even invites him and his family over at thanksgiving, that is one way this relationship started.

I had always known Brent for as long as I can remember. He is 27 and he has been my dads best deputy for the past 4 years. I've know Brent since I was 7 years old. His mom and my mom were good friends before my mom died.

I can remember ever since I was young I liked Brent, and he liked me too. We use to play these games where I would let him touch me and then he would give me something like candy, I was only 10 years old, of course now I know they weren't games.

Brent has always been using me, but I use to think he loved me, but I know he never did. Everything that he did to me is not how you show love.

I woke up in the morning to the sound of my dad cooking breakfast. It was only 9 o'clock which means I have three hours till I have to go meet Brent. I have a plan to kind of 'do what he wants' in a sense, so maybe he won't hurt me again. I know what he is going to want me to do, and I really do not want to do it.

As I rolled over in my bed I grabbed my phone off the nightstand and stared at the text Brent sent me last night. I didn't responded so maybe he thinks I didn't get the message but either way if I don't show up he will beat me again.

I got out of bed and walked to the bathroom, I passed my dad in the hallway and he didn't even look at me. I really shouldn't have gone off on him last night, but I just couldn't handle being asked anymore questions.

In the bathroom I turned the shower on so the water would get warm. I pulled my shirt off over my head and took my pants off carefully, trying not to hit the fresh cuts on my thigh. I stepped in the shower and felt the hot water run down my back.

I'm so worried about having to see Brent today, I have a feeling I know exactly what he is going to want from me.

I turned around in the shower and the water started to run down the front of my legs. The hot water came in contact with the deep cuts on my leg, it burned at first, but then I got use to the pain, I appreciated the pain.

When I stepped out of the shower I wrapped a towel around my waist and walked back into my room, by this point it was 10 o'clock.

I laid back down on my bed and just starred at the ceiling. I heard my phone go off. When I grabbed my phone and looked at it, it was another text from Brent, the text said:

"Make it 11, I want you now."

I want so badly to just text back and say, "what if I don't come," but I don't want to start anything with him.

After I got dressed and fluffed up my hair I walked into the living room and saw my dad sitting on the couch watching tv.

"Hey dad, i'm going out, i'll be home later," I said to my dad while trying to walk out before he could say anything to stop me.

My dad looked up at me and asked, "Where are you going Stiles? I want the truth."

For some reason I started to feel tears build up in my eyes, I guess it's because I really wanted to be honest with my dad but I know I can't.