It Gets Worst

Chapter 8- Gala

{Braxton POV}

Dale and I didn't say a word to each other, as he drove us home. Honestly, I didn't want to speak anyway because I knew all we were going to talk about was my rape. Dale was comforting at first when he found out, then all of a sudden, he became distant. I know something is up and I have to find out what it is. When we arrived home, I went straight to our bedroom to rest. I thought Dale was going to follow after but sadly, he didn't...

After I woke up, I got cleaned up and headed to Dales' office with just a towel on my body. He was typing away at his laptop, not even noticing me. I walked closer and wrapped my arms around his neck, beginning to kiss him everywhere.

"Braxton... no." He pushed me away and went back to his work.

"What do you mean no? I thought this is what you wanted."

"What I want is for you to get the hell out."

I looked at him sideways like he just lost his mind. "Fuck you, Dale. I'm leaving this miserable ass house and don't try to stop me and don't call my damn phone."

"You're not going anywhere. Go back to our room and I'll meet you there soon."

"No, you can't tell me what to do."

"Now you're being childish. Just go already."

My face heated up with frustration and anger but I had to calm myself for the baby's sake. "Fine."

{Dales' POV}

I didn't mean to be so harsh but ever since I found out Braxton was raped, I worked non-stopped to find out who this Leon guy is. I've been searching for days and I still don't have a clue. All I need is the last name, then I'll have the bastard. I put Zayn on the case and he can't even find anything.

While in my thoughts, my phone began to ring.

Zayn: Hey, it's Zayn. So I checked the security cameras to find Braxton dancing with Leon. I couldn't really get a clear look at his face. From the view, he looks like a slightly younger version of Tom Brady, not that I'm saying it's him of course. And I also found Leon basically spending half the night speaking to the male bartender.

Me: Can you question him?

Zayn: ...You want me to go halfway around the world just to question someone?

Me: Yes, is there a problem with that?

Zayn: Dale, you realize I have an actual job that I want to keep? I can't keep doing these favors for you, can you just go?

Me: I can't, I'm looking after Braxton and there's a gala I have to attend tonight.

Zayn: Fine, I'll go but you owe me, Dale.

Me: Yeah, whatever.

Zayn: I'll text you when the plane lands.

Me: Alright, bye.

Zayn: Bye.

I hang up the phone and head to our room to check on Braxton and tell her about the gala. She was laying down on the floor, staring straight at the ceiling.

"Why don't you want me anymore?" Braxton said. I sighed and laid down next to her. She turned over, facing me, I, doing the same. We stared at each other for what felt like forever. I was just so caught up in the moment, I realized I really wanted to spend the rest of my life with her. So I asked her something that shocked both of us.

"Braxton... marry me?"

She chuckled. "Dale... do you want to get slapped? Why the hell would I marry you?"

Well, that backfired. "Because I love you."

"Yeah, I do too but we haven't even been in a relationship for that long and I still haven't graduated high school. Let's just wait a couple of years."

"A couple years!?! Braxton, I can't wait that long."

"Well, I don't know what to tell you, you're gonna have to."

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{Braxton POV}

The drive to the gala was silent, Dale didn't want to speak to me and I was cool with that. My life is just crazy right now, and getting time to think is probably all I need. I'm still scarred from drowning and putting my child in danger, that even drinking water scares me sometimes. But I have to pull through for the sake of the baby.

Dale and I stepped out of the car, and James went to go park it. When we went inside, everything was just so beautiful and elegant. All of the women were dressed voguish and all the men looked amazing. But one guy caught my eye, I thought that I would never see him again.

Leon...

He was smiling and looked like he was having a good time. I thought he would have been sorrowful after raping me but clearly not. This ni**a is literally living his best life! Seeing that just made me furious and upset. I wanted to confront him in front of everyone but I don't want to make Dale look bad. So I decided to go to the balcony for some air while he stayed inside.

Usually its hot as hell during summer in California but tonight its quite warm. And the view up here is incredible, I could just stay here all night, sadly I can't. After some time past, someone wrapped their arms around me. Which I knew was Dale because why would a stranger touch a random person.

"I miss you." Nevermind, I take that back, it's not Dale.

I pushed Leon off of me and was headed towards the door, but I wasn't fast enough...