~ Traitor ~

Chapter Eleven

Rae's POV

Considering I'd booked today off from the club anyway, it was still extremely hard avoiding questions as to why I wasn't there. Trent insisted on staying with me, in agreement with Jurgen - but under promise he'd tell no one.

"I need to talk to you." I mumbled, feeling nervous.
"Okay shoot. What's wrong? I got you." He smiles before Marley drops a toy on my knee.
"Thank you baby." I smiled. I was tapping my foot, trying to take deep breaths and all in all, just trying to avoid a panic attack.
"Rae, if it's too hard you don't have to tell me. But whenever you're ready I'm here." He hugs me before Marley drops another toy on my knee. I stroke him and try and tell him I'm okay.
"I'm telling you now so you don't find out later and don't want to be with me or anything.." I start and he pauses the show we're watching, puts down his phone and sits across from me. "When I first fell out with my family, me and my ex moved here. We both had really good, stable jobs at the old club I was at. We'd been here a few months and I fell pregnant." He puts his hand on my leg as a way he does instead of holding my hand. "It took me about two weeks to tell him. In the end, it just came about because I was so anxious and I was literally terrified I was going to be on my own, raising a baby. Anyway, for the first few minutes, he literally said nothing. I tried begging him to talk to me too... After that, he attacked me. He was punching and kicking me, he threw stuff at me, threw me against stuff, he even stabbed my back twice... he particularly stamped on my stomach and back a few times, no matter how much I tried to protect myself." I stop, trying not to break down crying. "He eventually left. I called the police like seconds after he left. He didn't come back, but they took me to hospital anyway and helped me find a little hostel to stay in while I attempted to recover. They did arrest him after a week or so, so I was free to go home."
"Didn't your family offer for you to stay with them?" He asks, shaking his head.
"They didn't know."
"Do they know at all?"
"No. I wasn't talking to them, it didn't feel like I was part of the family anymore. Sylvie feels more of a mum to me than my biological mum."
"Wow Rae.. I'm so sorry." He pulls me in for a hug, but doesn't let go. "What happened?"
"I lost the baby.. the court case went through and he's now in prison for eight years."
"Only eight?!" He asks in disbelief.
"Yeah.."
"So this time of year is always hard."
"It's the anniversary?"
"Today? Yeah.."
"Rae you should have told me. Is there anything you need or anything I can do?"
"Honestly what we're doing is enough. Around this time I stop functioning sometimes, like I don't feel like eating, drinking or doing anything. It's gotta be food I physically want at that moment or I just don't eat."
"That makes sense now.."
"Yeah."
"Is there anything you want?"
"KFC sounds good but I can't be bothered to go and get it so honestly I'll just wait till we pass after training tomorrow."
"Oh and in the meantime?" He asks, rubbing the top of my back.
"Ugh... i don't know."
"Well I'm off to get some. Is there anything else you want?"
"Milkybar krushems please. Are you sure?"
"I'm not having you go hungry so I'm going to do whatever it takes."

He refuses to take any form of payment from me, so while he goes, I curl up in the blanket he'd given me and play with Marley. Just throwing the toy so be could fetch it to you was one of his favourite things to do.
I see my phone buzzing and it's Virgil wanting a call.

"Hey Virg." I answer, mid yawn.
"Hey Rae. Where were you both today?" He asks, sounding genuinely concerned.
"I had to have the day off and Trent insisted on staying with me. We did explain all this to Jurgen."
"I'm just worried that's all, I'm not complaining or trying to interrogate you. I just wanted to know if you're alright that's all."
"I'll be fine. Thanks though." I smile as Marley fetches his toy back. Trent walks in with two big bags  food.
"Alright. Call me if you need anything."
"Will do, thank you."

I catch a quick Snapchat of the bags of food he'd gotten. Captioning it 'I bet they think we're right pigs😂' and putting it on my private story.
"Thank you, for this, I appreciate it."
"I'm not having you go hungry, anytime you need me, I got you."
"Th-"
"Stop saying thank you." He replies, laughing. "Help yourself."

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After waking up from the ridiculous food coma we'd put ourselves into, I showered and carried out my usual morning routine. I plaited my hair as per usual, but with great struggle. Trent literally had to plait the ends because my arms couldn't take the pain.

"You need to teach me to do all your head." He tells me as I put on a bit of hairspray.
"Why?"
"So I can help you. It's not nice seeing you in pain like that."
"You worry wart, I'm fine. I will show you though, it will make a fun tiktok or something."

I take out the plaits I'd done, knowing we had plenty of time. It takes him a while, but for his first attempt, they were pretty much perfect. I put on a bit of hairspray again and headed out to feed Marley. I try to pick up his bag of food, but quickly fail.
"Rae, you gotta relax. I told you I'd do it." Trent tells me before taking the bag off me and feeding Marley himself.
"I know, I just thought I was feeling better."

Getting to training was even worse. I was worried the boys might think Trent had done this, considering we'd spent a lot of time together, he was practically doing everything for me.. I could see how a story could be constructed. They all stared at us as we came in. He was carrying my bag for me. I did try to carry it myself but the grief it caused my ribs just wasn't worth it. I knew I'd get a lot of questions, considering my nose was swollen and I struggled to sit down or stand up and I could hardly do anything. I go straight into my office, to look and take notes of the sessions plans and look at our schedule for the upcoming month.

"Need anything just text me alright?" Trent asks.
"I will. Thank you." I smile and he nods, leaving. He wasn't even my boyfriend yet he's willing to do so much for me already.