I'm Not Ready

Chapter 13.

That was all I could think of before I whipped out my phone and dialled his number.

"Hello?" He answered after the fifth ring.

I told him to fetch me at the park where we used to hang out, which was near Benny's place.

He agreed without questioning me.

When I arrived at the park, I saw his silver car waiting for me.

I jumped in and greeted him warmly," Hey, Ryan. Can we go to your place? I'll explain everything later."

He changed the gear and sped off without a word.

_ _ _

Upon reaching his place, we went in.

It is just like before, I thought to myself.

He took my bags and place them on the floor beside the door.

Then, he sat on the sofa.

"Mind explaining why I had to wake up in the middle of the night and drive to a park just to pick you up with bags and your guitar?" He asked cooly.

"First, let me just say that I missed you." Having said that, I went up to him and gave him a hug.

He hugged me back and whispered," I missed you too, lil' sis."

I hadn't been in contact with him for the past 3 months. Benny had forbid me to be in contact with him as he was afraid I would cheat on him with my brother.

And look what he did!

He asked me what happen again once I released him.

"Ryan, I... I- don't know what to say or- or do..."

"What the fuck did he do?" Ryan asked angrily.

"He... He started hitting me." I recounted the while incident of how it started and what happened during the phone call.

All he did was sit with me, comforting me with soothing pats on my back as I sobbed into his shoulder while telling him about what I've been through.

"Did you cut?" He ask once I had clamed down.

"I- I..." I trailed off, not knowing what to tell him.

I can't tell him.

He'll check if I cut, all the time.

He's going to kill me.

"Tell me," he stared solemnly into my eyes as he questioned me.

"Yes," I mumbled as I lowered my head.

To my surprise, instead of checking those cuts, he chided me," Don't. Never ever do that. Not for anyone. Are you listening?"

He lifted my head with his index finger and said,"Promise me you'll never do that again."

He extended his pinky and I hooked it with mine. It was a little tradition we used to do.

Oh. How I miss the days when we were younger...

He then told me that I could stay here if I liked. And, of course, I agreed.

He brought my bags up to the guest room and said that I could stay for as long as I liked.

He's so nice...

Unlike some people.

I growled inwardly as I thought about how he had treated me then.

The design of the room was simple.

There's a bed in the middle with a toilet at the end, beside it. There's also a little wardrobe.

I guess he removed all my furniture.

I quickly changed into sweats and a sleeveless shirt.

Headed downstairs, I went to look for something to eat.