Love will remember

Second chances

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We had just got back to the hotel, to get her cleaned up. She was shaken and covered in sand and dirt. She had a few marks up her arms and a swollen lip but apart from that she seemed to be unmarked, the dirt and sand made her face look battered and bruised, but once she showered it would be fine.
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I took the tight short red dress from her and gave her my leggings and a baggy jumper as she complained about being cold. Brad hadn't said a word the whole time I tried to calm this scared girl and cleaned her up. I, myself had also changed into a baggy top that's actually Brad's. She was in the shower after finally convincing her that she would be fine alone, while I talk with Brad.
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'Is she okay?' He didn't look up from where he was sat at the edge of the bed. His tone low and it sounded like he was in deep thought
'She will be, once cleaned up probably' I edge my way towards him when he jumps up from the bed and grabs my wrist. I wince at his grip but he doesn't seem to notice.
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'Br-brad it's hurting' my words come out as a whisper as I make eye contact with his dark brown eyes, his grip loosen's as he looks to me
'Who done this mads?' He asks a question he wants the answer to but is also scared of what the answer will be
'Brad.... It doesn't matter' I should tell him right? But he would be mad?
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'WHO DONE THIS? Just fucking tell me' he begins to shout as I hear the water is now turned off and the bathroom door opening. All I could think was 'keep your mouth shut'. He is now noticeably very angry.
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His eyes darkening and his jaw clenching as his grip tightens around my wrist. That's when I hear the words I really didn't want to hear from her 'it was me. I done it to her Brad' her voice weak and scared
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His eyes widen as I look over my shoulder as she stood in my clothes. I quickly look back to Brad, I could feel the anger radiating through his body. His eyes wide at the words he's just heard. 'You done this. You.?' He shouts in a questioning tone
All she could do was nod. Before he storms over to her.
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'What the fuck Molly? Why would you do this to her?' His voice still raised but calming as he sees tears run from her eyes
I slowly approach them and wrap my arms wrap her, comforting her. 'Look Brad we will discuss this tomorrow. Right now she needs to sleep. Look at her. She's exhausted okay?' He nods before storming out of the room, I let out a breath I don't realise I was holding in. Fuck.
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I walk her to the bed, that I would normally share with Brad. I instruct her to get in my side and she follows my instruction. As she lays down she asks 'why would you help me after what I done?'
'I can't say I'm happy about what you done to Lena and then what you done to me. To be honest you was a bitch but I also couldn't stand to see you get hurt. I can see the guilt in your eyes. I don't know why you done what you did but sometimes people do crazy things and sometimes people also need second chances. Which I'm willing to give. Trust me though, there will not be a third. And you have some making up to do to Lena, but right now just sleep'
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She listens through my rambling, it looks as if she is hanging on to every word that's falling from my mouth. 'Thank you.... But sometimes people don't deserve a second chance'
'But sometimes Molly they have to be given. Now sleep and don't worry about Brad, he will be fine'
With that her eyes become heavy as they close and she falls into her slumber. I look at her before standing and going to the Lena's and Con's room where the girls had their movie night, hopping they will still be awake
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*knock knock*
I stood outside Lena's room, knocking, waiting, hoping they will answer. I was about to turn back when I hear shuffling from inside and I'm greeted by a very tired looking Lena. Her hair pointing up in all directions and her eyes blood shot. 'Oh I'm sorry Lena to wake you I mean'
'What's wrong?' Her voice muffled from just waking up
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'Well... I don't really know where to start' I look to the floor taking a deep breath before continuing and explaining everything that had happened. She listened the whole time and I was sure she would be angry that I offered Molly a second chance but I was reminded of her kindness and surprised when she replied 'oh my god! Is she okay? That's terrible. Where's Brad? Is it okay if I come over in the morning to speak with Molly? You know clear the air' .
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'I know. She's so scared. Yeah she's finally asleep, Brad stormed off to god knows where and yeah sure... But didn't she make your life hell?'
'Yeah she did but as you said Mads people deserve second chances. I am willing to give her one. And plus I spoke to Con and he advised me on the situation. Don't worry about Brad he will come back once he's calmed down. Probably gone to find the boys, they aren't back yet' she yawns at the end and I suddenly feel really guilty for waking her
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'Okay... Come over tomorrow morning to speak to her. I'm sorry for waking you. Go back to sleep. Good night Lena'
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I immediately turn and walk back to my room, entering and deciding to stay awake to wait for Brad to come back. It was now 1 am and I was sat curled up on the chair at the table in the corner of the room. Watching the door like a hawk.
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*Brad's Pov*
I needed to get out. I mean I felt so bad for what happened to Molly and I mean she was my best friend before I met the guys. But Maddie.. She is my everything, my whole world. And Molly hurt her. She marked her. And Mads didn't fucking tell me. She didn't think I would want to fucking know that one of my best friends had hurt her. And why? Why did Molly do that? What reason could she have? When she had only just met her? I hadn't seen Molly in years and when I do she harms my girlfriend. That's fucked up.
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By this point I had realised that I was out of the hotel and walking along the streets having no idea where I am actually going. Fuck. I'm lost. I didn't have a clue where the guys were. And I had no idea where I was let alone how to get back to the hotel. I need a drink.
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I come to a little beat up bar and I enter immediately going to the bar to order some shots. Only to realise I can't drink here. I would have to be 21. Fuck. I see two males sat at a table and I decide to ask them.
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As I walk to them, one looks to me as he addresses me 'you alright mate?'
'Yeah.. Erm see I'm 18 and really need a drink but obviously you have to be 21 to drink here, so-'
They cut me off by pulling a chair out 'yeah sure thing sit down here, keep your back to the bar and I will be right back with some beer and shots'
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I hand my money over as he stands to walk to the bar. On his return he places 3 pints of beer and 10 shots in front of me. Fuck. 'So what's your name lad?' The one with jet black hair pulls me from my thoughts
'Brad, yours?'
'Im Matt and this here is Luke. So lad why you here on your own?'
'Well...'
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I continue to converse with these two men that I found out to be in their mid thirties. Matt with jet black hair has two children and a wife that he was divorcing for having an affair. While Luke refused to settle down with his girlfriend of 10 years resulting in her leaving. Their advice to me and I quote 'leave her before she leaves you broken'
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Those words stayed with me for the entire night, well until I couldn't even pronounce my name from the amount of alcohol I had consumed. 'I think we should get him back to wherever he is staying don't you think Matt?' Luke's words falling perfectly as if he hadn't even been drinking
'Yeah' was all Matt said in reply before they both gripped ahold of my arms and aided me in walking to the taxi
'How.. Caan yo-you ta-talk?' I ask slurring my words
'We do this every day, we don't get drunk anymore, come on get in the taxi'
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Next thing I know I was outside my hotel room slumped on the floor knocking the door. Till I realised I had a key. I couldn't even stand. So I kneeled up on my knees and tried to poke the key in the slot. Finally. I open the door and fall into the room.
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I lift my head barely to see Mads stirring from her sleep. She was curled up on the chair her arm and head rested on the nearby table. Her eyes begin to flicker open, when she sees me they shoot wide open as she jumps from the chair and towards me. That's when I realise I was still laid out on the floor. She's by my side trying to help me up, but I could feel my body becoming heavy. 'Brad come on. Stay with me. Help me' her voice becoming distant as my head goes back to the carpet, I could feel the rough carpet against my face as my eyes begin to shut.
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The last thing I heard was her sweet voice sounding panicked as she shouts 'Con please help me'