The Bad Boy's Baby • Colby Brock

Chapter 36: Questions

I wake up, Cain and Colby both gone from beside me. I'm guessing Cain woke him up. I stretch and lean up. My body still aches. I can feel tenderness on my face, probably a bruise from when he hit me.

I stare at the wall for a moment. Flashbacks from yesterday fill my brain. I can't stop thinking about it. About what he did to me.

I hear the door open and I look. Colby's looking at me with furrowed eyebrows. He comes in and sits beside me.

"What's wrong, Amara? I can tell something's off." His hand touches my back, I move again quickly. He retracts his hand sighs.

"Tell me. Please." He asks.

"I-" I stutter, I don't need to tell him. He would hate me. He would hate that I allowed it. "I'm fine." I look at him and smile.

His hand comes to my face, turning it to the side. "Where's the bruise from? What happened to you? W-Who did this?!" He yells.

"Nobody," I lie, "I accidentally punched myself while putting on my shirt." I laugh, trying to play it cool. I needed to chill, so he won't figure it out.

He relaxes and nods, kissing my head. "I don't want anybody to hurt you." He mutters as he hugs me.

My eyes begin to water. Someone did hurt me. John hurt me. Someone I didn't think would ever do something like that. He hurt me.

I take a deep breath and pull away from Colby's grasp. Suddenly we hear a thump and Cain's cries. "Where's Cain?" I ask worriedly. My heart races as I walk, the worst thought going through my head. What if he's here?

His eyes widen and he gets up, running out the room, I follow him. Cain's sitting in the floor, hand in mouth as he cries. A book from the bookshelf laying beside him.

Colby picks him up, cradling his head. I see cut on his head and bruise forming. I let out my breath and get him from Colby, hugging him tightly as I begin crying.

"A book just fell, it's okay Amara." Colby says as he puts the book up.

"I don't want him getting hurt, ever. Okay?" I wipe my tears on my hand. Cain begins to calm down. Colby continues to look at me, his eyebrows furrowed.

I turn away from him, trying to calm down.

We left his alone. Anything could of happened.

I feel a hand on my shoulder, causing me to flinch.

"I'm sorry," Colby says quietly.

"I-it's okay." I hiccup. I breathe in, then out. I turn back around.

I smile at Colby, trying to let him know I was okay. Even though I'm not. I didn't want him to ask questions. I just wanted to deal with this on my own.