Just Trust Me [COMPLETED]

Chapter Thirteen

*PLEASE BE ADVISED THAT THIS CHAPTER HAS SOME CRUEL WORDS AND MUST NOT BE READ BY ANYONE UNDER THE AGE OF 18. I HIGHLY ADVISE THAT IF YOU ARE NOT STRONG ENOUGH TO HANDLE DETAILS ABOUT RAPE OR ANY OTHER SEXUAL BEHAVIOR, I SUGGEST YOU SKIP THIS CHAPTER AND READ THE NEXT.*

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I quickly jumped up, grabbed my dress and pulling it up so I wouldn't trip on it again, and backed away,

"Beth, please, I just want to talk," he held his hands up in surrender,

I continued to back away and shook my head, "everyone from my past all of a sudden wants to 'just talk' to me. NO! Just stay away from me," my voice was just a mere whisper but he still heard every word,

"Listen Beth, I'm sorry. I'm so sorry," I could see the regret on his face but I continued to put space between us, "what I did to you is unforgivable and fucked up in so many ways!"

I felt the tears fall down my face as I began to regain control of my breathing again,

"When I met Angelica, I kept that part of my life a secret but I regretted it everyday. No 14 year old girl should have to go through that, especially not from her older brother,"

"YOU ARE NO BROTHER OF MINE!" I screamed,

"Bethy.?" he pleaded,

"SHUT UP! SHUT UP! SHUT UP!" my tears have stopped flowing, my breathing has gotten heavier but not in the form of a panic attack. I felt the heat of my blood flood my body as anger arose to the surface, "you stand here in front of me asking for forgiveness after you raped me for 2 years? You're asking me for forgiveness when you haven't even told our parents what you did to me? Does your fiancé even know what you did? Does Vincent know who he has around his girls and in his business?" I question him,

"Vincent did find out and I threatened him not to tell anyone,"

I was absolutely shocked. Vincent knew this entire time and he did nothing?!

I shake my head as my body began to shake, "I looked up to you growing up. You were my big brother! You were my role model! You were supposed to protect me! So, imagine your brother sneaking into your room at night, crawls over your body and pins your mouth closed with his hand."

He moved his hands to cover his ears but I keep talking,

"my big brother covered my mouth so I wouldn't cry out to our parents. My big brother ran his hands up my shirt and over my newly growing body. My big brother pulled my pants down and ran his hand over my vagina. My big brother slipped his fingers in me as he watched me cry out in pain! He watched the tears fall from my face as I held my eyes shut, but did he stop? No, he kept going, for two years!" I looked down at my dress that was now ruined with dirt stains, "I watched my big brother lick his fingers as he walked out of my room."

"I'm... I'm..." he fell to his knees and cried, "I'm so sorry."

"Your tears mean nothing to me, just like mine never meant anything to you," I spit at his feet as I begin to walk past him,

Vincent and Angelica finally arrive to the scene, "what happened? What's going on?"

I felt some release of anger roll of me as I say one last thing to Lucas, "You are no brother of mine Lucas Knight and I will never forgive you of what you did."

"Bethany what are you talking about? That's not your brother, that's Dean Fewer,"

"You are one dumb son of a bitch if you can't see past the plastic surgery," Vincent looked closer at Lucas and it finally dawned on him, "but before I leave, I have one question."

"Don't leave," he pleaded,

"why did you change before our freshman year of high school?" I looked up at his face,

"I...I.. saw you with your brother. You looked like one of those girls who just wanted to have sex to fit in and those girls are trash; so when I saw that you would stoop so low and sleep with your brother, I decided to treat you as such,"

My heart shattered, "I was being raped Vincent and you jumped to conclusions and bullied me during that time. All I wanted was a friend but you went and started making my life a living hell during the day as he," I pointed to Lucas, "was making my life a living hell at night."

Vincent was at a loss of words, "I... I... I didn't know."

"Your lying! You did know and you did nothing to help me!" I sighed. I was exhausted and just wanted to go home.

I stumbled a bit and he tried to reach out to steady me but I pulled away, "I swear Bethany, I didn't know!"

I didn't know who to believe anymore; they could've been working together all those years making my life hell!

Without looking at him I speak over my shoulder, "Listen, just stay the fuck away from me. That goes for all of you! And do not contact me in any way, shape or form."

"Bethany, please! I swear I didn't know you were being raped!" Vincent spoke up again,

I ignored him as I pulled my phone out and ordered an taxi while making my way out of the garden. I was happy when I saw the taxi waiting outside of the building and I hoped that all the paparazzi's that were waiting around the front door don't notice me. I quickly and quietly hurry to the taxi car and just when I think I made it, someone called out my name.

Well not just someone, it was Vincent.

"Bethany! Wait..!"

My body tensed as I watched the paparazzi turn towards me with their cameras up and already flashing.

Great just what I wanted.

I put my head down and my arms up to cover my face as I speed walked to the Taxi. I was so close when I felt an hand on my arm,

"Bethany please, don't leave!" I heard Vincent yell over the paparazzi as they threw different questions my way.

"Are you and Vincent Hawkins dating?"

"Vincent? Who is this lady and what is she to you?"

"Vincent is this a love triangle? Does Angelica know about this mystery woman?"

I ignored them all including Vincent as I yanked my arm from his grasp and jumped in the backseat and shut the door.

I felt my body shake and the tears began to flow down my face,

"Where to ma'am?"

I looked out the window making my eyes connect with his one last time as I said,

"Dallas Airport please," I quickly looked away the second he began to drive and I didn't look back.

I was going back home.