Entertain My Faith // Adopted By Tyler Joseph

Chapter 19

Faith's POV

It's been almost three weeks since I've started talking with Kenny again. He has helped me realize that he is the only one that actually cares about me. It didn't matter what Tyler, Brendon, or Jordan said to me, they have never cared about me. Kenny has been talking about meeting up again, but I'm not sure. I know he cares about me, but what if Tyler catches me. But then I thought about it, and who cares. I opened Instagram and answered my DM from Kenny, and told him to meet me in the park as soon as possible. I set my phone on my desk and got on my shoe before sneaking downstairs and going outside. 

I only had to wait at the park for a few minutes. Kenny arrived in his car and sat down next to me on the bench. I looked at him and smiled slightly.

"How about I take you out to dinner," he said suddenly.

"I'm not sure."

"Come on, you're looking really thin."

I sighed but ended up nodding. He got up and took my hand, helping me up. We got into the car and he started driving. 

"Where are we going?"

He looked at me and grinned. "It's a surprise."

He drove for almost an hour before coming to the stop at a motel. 

"Just trust me," he whispered into my ear softly as we walked into the motel. 

So I did trust him because he said he cared about me. I sat down on the right side of the queen bed. Kenny sat down next to me, his hand started caressing my thigh.

"You know I love you right?" he asked me. 

I nodded.

"Do you love me?" I paused and nodded again.

He pushed me down on the bed and got on top of me. He started kissing me, my lips, my neck, my collarbone. 

"I'm going to make you feel so good tonight," Kenny whispered in my ear. 

I froze. I didn't want this, but I couldn't move. His hand slid up my waist and squeezed my breast. His hand suddenly reached over and ripped off my shirt. My breathing quickened as I started struggling, I didn't want this. Why did I trust him? His hand drifted up my inner thigh. I let out a gasp as he stuck his hand down my pants. I squirmed under him and as he tried to put a finger in, I pulled my fist back and clocked him in the face. He fell over and I kicked him off me. As he was recovering, I grabbed my torn shirt and ran out of the door, barefoot. As I got outside, raindrops fell heavy on me. I kept running until I felt like I got far enough. I put on my torn shirt around me as an attempt to cover my half naked top. My feet felt raw as I walked in the mud, I didn't have my phone, and I was far from any store that I could stop at. 

Hail started pounding on me as I walked along the highway, getting drenched. A car stopped to the side next to me. The person rolled down the window and I recognized the person as Debby Ryan.

"Faith, Faith Joseph, that's you right?"

I walked closer to the window and nodded.

"God, you must be freezing. What happened to your top? Here, get in."

I got in the car and curled up, shivering. 

"Honey, what happened? Why is your top ripped and why are you almost 60 miles away from LA?"

"I, I started talking to Kenny Harris again. A little more than a month ago he touched me, inappropriately. He, he like brainwashed me to trust him again. And I got in his car and he drove me to this motel and he tried to have sex with me. I got away though."

"Oh, sweetie." Debby reached over to hug me, then started driving home.

When I got home, Debby explained the situation to Josh and Tyler, and I raced upstairs. I threw on a sweatshirt, grabbed my razor, and locked myself in the bathroom. (WARNING: CUTTING. GO TO THE NEXT PARAGRAPH IF YOU NEED TO SKIP) I dragged the razor down my wrist as I sobbed. Tears fell off my face and mixed with the blood that ran down my wrist. I heard the door squeal open.

I looked up and saw Tyler.

"No, no, no, Faith! Why, please no." He grabbed the razor out of my hand and threw it to the ground. Then he pulled me into a hug and whispered sweet things in my ear, reminding me of how much he loves me. I heard him start to cry. I knew he was trying to stay strong, but he broke.

He wiped away his and my tears. "Let me show you a song I worked on."