Breaking the Barrier

Chapter Twenty-Seven

Grab some tissues. Cause man 🤧

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Jayden

Sitting in the tub I lifted her shirt over her head. She had bruises along her arms and a scratch on her back.  This shit was starting to fuck with me hard. 

I eventually washed her up the best I could. 

"Sit up baby girl." She sits up and I slide from behind her. I grab a towel. And wrap it around her before lifting her out the tub. I sit her on the counter and grab her tooth brush wetting it and then applying toothpaste before wetting it again. 

She takes it and tries to open her mouth but the pain in her face makes her wince. She closes her eyes and tears fall down her face.  I use my thumb to carefully wipe the tears away. 

"You want me to do it?" She slowly nods her head and I take the tooth brush from her hands. "Just open up as much as you can aight?"

She opens her mouth and I start brushing her teeth as best as I can. I tried not to look at her face because it triggered me more and more when I did. But I couldn't help it.  I never seen her so scared. 

Even when I was threatening her and choking her she never looked scared. Part of me thought she was fearless.

What them niggas did was straight pussy.  Although I did a lot of shit to Amerie hitting her was never one of them. A lot of the shit I said to her was just threats I would never actually hit her like that. 

Then niggas ain't even hit her they deadass beat her.  How niggas got hands for females but guns for a nigga.  At least with me you could get either or, these MTM niggas were nothin but bitches.

"Hm spit." She turns around and spits in the sink. Using a towel I wipe the corners of her mouth to get rid of the toothpaste. 

Grabbing another wash cloth I wet it and begin washing her face. I run the cloth gently over her swollen face careful to not hurt her. I can tell by the way she always looked away from me that she didn't like me looking at her face. 

Anytime I would try to look at her she would slightly turn her head and look down. 

They really did this shit to the most beautiful girl in the world.

As I run the cloth under her eye she completely breaks down. I didn't like this shit one bit and I couldn't help but feel responsible for it all. 

She opens her mouth to speak but then shakes her head and looks down.   I wrap my arms around her and she returns the embrace but wrapping her arms around me and laying her forehead on my chest.

"You wanna lay down?" I ask and she nods against my chest.  I pick her up and carry her to the bed before reaching in the closet and grabbing her a long sleeve blue shirt and putting it on her. 

I look in her drawer and grab a pair of boxers that use to be mine but she stole and slide them on her. She lays back in the bed and I pull the blanket over her.

She pats the spot next to her.

"I can't baby girl, I gotta get out of these clothes and take a shower." She slides out the bed and limps towards me. "You wanna lay in my bed?" She nods and grabs my hand.

Before we walk to my room we stop in the kitchen and I grab an ice pack to put on her face.

We get to my room and I lift her onto my bed and wrap the ice pack in a T-shirt before placing it on her face. She immediately closes her eyes and breathes before opening them and looking at me.