Anger Issues

Ch. 8

"Keefe, get up." I heard Ro say, I grumbled and pulled the covers over my head.

"Sophie's called you about ten times." She said and threw my imparted at me.

I sat up and groaned, my head hurt almost as bad as where my dad hit me.

"Water." I said and Ro snorted, then shook her head.

"I'm not your maid. Get up, brush your teeth, get dressed and then call Sophie back." Ro said and I nodded, then looked at her.

"Sophie called?" I asked and Ro rolled her eyes.

"Yes, now go get ready, you look disgusting." She said and pulled me out of bed. I was then shoved into the bathroom and the door slammed closed.

"Ughhh." I said and turned on the shower, I brushed my teeth in the shower and when I got out, I took some kind of painkiller elixi, then took about thirty minutes to do my hair. My bathroom connected to my closet, so I got dressed and then walked back into my room after putting on deodorant and cologne.

I put up my crystal and leaped to Foster's bedroom balcony, then opened the door.

"Hi." I said and Foster jumped, then smiled.

"Hi." She said an walked up to me.

"What happened?" She asked and traced my bruises, making me wince.

"I fell." I said and Foster raised an eyebrow, she shook her head and sighed.

"You don't bruise up your face by falling." She told me and I gave her a small smile.

"What can I say? I must've caught the Foster-clumsiness." I said and tapped her nose with my pointer finger she laughed and I bent down to kiss her forehead, which made her turn red.

"Tell me the truth, Keefe. Who did this?" She asked softly and lead me to sit on her bed. I sat down and winced, making Foster raise an eyebrow.

"Keefe?" She asked and I bit my lip, then looked to the ceiling, trying to prevent tears to spill.

"Just training with Ro last night, it was intense." I said and choked in the middle of my sentence, Foster stood on her tiptoes so she could grab my head and make me look at her.

"Keefe. You know that's not what happened." She whispered and I sighed, then gabbed her hands and squeezed them.

"You can't tell anyone." I said and laid down on her fluffy blue rug, she slowly laid down next to me. She turned her head to the side and I did the same.

"My father, he got mad." I told Foster and she gasped, than sat up too quickly and yelped out in pain.

I sat up and looked at her, she smiled.

"I'm fine. Did your father actually do this?" She asked me and I nodded, then wiped away a tear.

"I'm sorry." She told me and I shrugged.

"Stay here." Foster told me and stood up. "I'm sure Edaline and Grady would be fine if you stayed in a spare room." She told me and gave me a small smile.

" I can't, my father would kill me." I told her and she shook her head.

"I can't have you getting hurt, and you go home will if you get hurt. Please, you're safe here." Foster said and I sighed.

"I really appreciate it, but I can't." I whispered and Foster pouted, sticking out her bottom lip.

"Please." She whined and hugged me as tight as she could without hurting herself. I chuckled.

"I'm sorry, but I'll come over as much as I can. I can stay the nights with the gang sometimes." I suggested and Foster nodded then looked up to me, I smiled.

"I could take a break, though." I said and Foster raised an eyebrow.

"What do you mean? Like a vacation?" She asked and I nodded.

"Care to take me on a tour of the forbidden cities?"