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Chapter 5
Ray’s POV
I untied her and tossed her bindings to the ground. My hands brushed against her scarred wrists. She pulled them away with a gasp and hid the scars behind her back. I didn’t know why she did that, why was she hiding?
“So, you gonna tell me why you tried to...” I trailed off.
“It’s a long story,” she replied while looking down at her scarred wrists.
“I’ve got time,” I said quietly as I smiled warmly at her.
“Well, dad was... he had a really bad temper. When something went wrong, he took it out on me. Mum didn’t care, she was so drunk most of the time that she didn’t even notice if he hit her. She was always screaming at me, blaming me when anything went wrong in her life. I couldn’t take it anymore, I ran away but when I got to my Aunts house, she wouldn’t take me, Dad had told her that there was nothing wrong, that I was being totally unreasonable and that she should just send me home. I just felt like no one actually cared about me, no one would miss me if I just... disappeared. Then you guys came, you hardly even know me and you have been nicer to me than anyone has ever been to me,” tears slid down her face.
I couldn’t stand seeing her cry, she was like a little sister to me. I hugged her tightly to my chest as she sobbed into my shoulder.
“So, where are you gonna go now?” I asked softly.
“I-I don’t know,” she sobbed, “my Aunt is the only other family I know.”
“Well then that settles it,” I said, “You’re coming to live with me!”
“Huh?” she asked, shocked at my sudden offer.
“Well I already see you as a little sister, you don’t have anywhere to go and I have a spare room in my apartment,” I explained.
“Really!? Thank you so much!” She said as she hugged me tighter. I laughed and hugged her back.
“Okay, I’ll go ask when you can get out of here,” I said as I ran out the door.
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I felt a large smile creep across my face as I walked back to Kirrah. Oh! Thought, I should probably tell the others!
I called Mikey, but I was in a rush to get back to Kirrah, so I rushed out what I had to say then hung up before I had to explain to them. Oh god I’m gonna have a lot of explaining to do later, I thought.
When I walked in to Kirrah’s room, there was a nurse questioning her.
“So, we need to know who your family is, so we can call them and tell them what’s happened, then they can come and get you to take you home,” the nurse said. Kirrah looked worried, which was understandable considering her “family” was the reason she had done this.
“I’m her family,” I lied, “she’s coming to live with me from now on so I can keep an eye on her.” Kirrah stared at me in shock.
“Oh, okay, and you are?” the nurse asked.
“Ray Toro,” I answered, “I’m her cousin.”
“So Mr. Toro, can I see some I.D, just to make sure you’re old enough to take care of a minor,” she asked me with a friendly smile on her face.
I had turned eighteen only a few weeks ago, I’d moved out as soon as I could and I was just waiting to finish my senior year. I handed her my driver’s licence.
“Okay then,” she said happily as she handed me back my licence, “you’re free to go, but we have booked you a counselling session every Friday afternoon okay?”
“Yeah, I guess I was expecting that,” she said, sounding like she was dreading it. I mean, who wouldn’t?
“Ok, I brought some of my friend Mikey’s clothes, they looked like they should fit you,” I said as I passed her the bag of clothes.
“Oh, Thank you. I think my clothes were... well, yeah,” she said nervously as she walked into the bathroom to get changed.
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“Ok I’m sorry but you look absolutely ridiculous in those clothes!” I laughed. Mikey’s shirt was way too big for her but at least the skinny jean kinda fitted her.
“Would you mind coming with me to my house to get some of my stuff? I just don’t think I can go in there and face them alone,” she said shakily.
“Of course! There is no way in hell that I would let you go back there alone,” I said as I led her to my car.
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Kirrah’s POV
I could feel my heart beating hard in my chest. Fear coursed through me as I remembered all the times my father had taken out his anger on me, all those times my mother had just sat there and watched him, and didn’t even try to stop him. I felt the anger push up through the fear.
“Could we try and just sneak in and out? I don’t want to face them,” I asked.
“Whatever you want, but just know that I will do everything I can to keep you safe,” he said while looking into my eyes. Just that look made me feel more loved and accepted than I ever had before.
“Let’s go,” I said as I got out of the car. I walked around to the side of the house to my bedroom window. Ray followed close behind.
I opened the window wide enough for Ray and I to get through. I winced at how much sound we made climbing through.
“Wow, nice room,” said Ray, looking at the walls.
“Yeah,” I said, “I like decorating.”
My walls were completely covered in band posters and photos. I smiled looking at the photos but it was a sad smile. They were of better times, when whether I ate that night didn’t depend on my father’s mood, when mum was sober enough to take care of me, when my family actually cared about me.
I felt the hot tears well in my eyes. I wiped them away and started stuffing my clothes in a large bag.
There were so many things that brought back memories, horrible memories. I couldn’t wait to get out of here. The only things I took apart from clothes were my laptop, phone, iPod , camera and wallet. Everything else was just too painful to look at. The photos made me cry, I just couldn’t take it. I got out a piece of paper and started to write.
Mum and Dad,
As you have probably noticed, I have left.
I would say not to come looking for me, but I know that you wouldn’t anyway.
I really have nothing else to say to you. So goodbye.
-Kirrah
I put the note down on my pillow, thinking about how they probably wouldn’t even care.
Tears spilled down my face as we climbed back out the window.
“What do you think you are doing!” screamed my father. Oh shit, I thought as Ray followed me out the window.
“Where do you think you’re going?!” his face was going purple with rage.
“I’m leaving!” I screamed back at him.
“No you are not! You are my daughter, you will stay here! You will do what you’re told!” He screamed as he stepped closer to me, “You stupid ungrateful child!”
“What have I got to be grateful about?! A father who abuses me? A mother who is too drunk to care?” I screamed.
In one quick movement, he drew his arm back and brought it crashing down across my face. Pain shot through my head as I was knocked backwards from the impact.
Ray caught me before I hit the ground and steadied me, “Are you okay?” he asked, his concern showed clearly in his voice and on his face.
“Yeah,” I gasped, I was still recovering from the harsh blow.
Ray turned around to face my furious father.
“What the fuck?!” Ray yelled at him, stepping closer to my father, “you do not hit a girl you dick!”
Ray’s fists seemed to blur as he fought my father. His fist slammed into my father’s nose, breaking it. Blood flew everywhere. Dad slammed his fist into Rays jaw. Ray screamed out in pain.
I couldn’t take it. I looked frantically around for something, anything that I could use as a weapon.
But I couldn’t find anything!
I took a deep breath and sprinted towards my father. It kinda hurt when my body hit his, but it had the desired effect. The impact knocked him off Ray and onto the ground. Ray quickly helped me up and stood over my father.
“Stay away from her,” He snarled at my cowering father, “If you ever come near her again, I promise that your nose won’t be the only thing broken.”
We walked back to Ray’s car and quickly drove away.
“Oh gosh Ray! Are you okay? Your face!” I gushed as I touched the side of his face lightly. It was starting to bruise badly.
“Yeah I’m fine,” He said shakily, “I’ve never done that.”
“Done what?” I asked.
“Been that angry, that aggressive,” he replied softly.
“Hey! That was his fault. He started it! You have nothing to be ashamed of!” I said with a smile.
“Yeah I guess, and hey! We need to celebrate!” He laughed.
“Celebrate what?” I asked.
“You getting out of there, you coming to live with me, me finally getting the little sister I’ve always wanted!” he replied, “and besides, you need to meet some people!”
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“Hey Ray! You have so much explaining to do!” yelled the other boy I saw at the hospital, “Oh! I guess this must be her!”
“Yeah, I’m her,” I laughed.
“Kirrah, this is Frank, the one over there with the glasses is Mikey, I’ll warn you now, he’s like a chipmunk on crack, and the two that are over in the corner with their tongues down each-other’s throats are Sarah and Gerard, wait, guys, why are Gee and Sarah kissing?” Ray laughed.
“We are together! Duh!” said Sarah as they walked towards us.
“Hi Kirrah! I’m Mikey!” said the chipmunk on crack one. Wow he was quite... energetic, I liked it!
“Hi!” I laughed, as he pulled me into a hug.
“I’m Frank,” said the short boy I had seen at the hospital.
“Wow! First Sarah, now Kirrah! In less than a week our little group has had more chicks in it than it ever has!” said Gerard.
“There wasn’t any girls before them Gee,” Frank laughed.
I got to know each them better, in this one day I had made more friends than I had ever had. I finally knew what it felt like to be accepted for who I am.
I kept on catching Frank staring at me when he thought I wasn’t looking. I wondered why.
Frank. Frank was kind, sweet, funny and just adorable. I guess I found Frank... interesting.
I caught myself sneaking looks at him as well.
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The others were all asleep, well that is, except for me and Frank.
He walked over towards me with a cute smile on his face.
“Hey Kirrah, I was thinking, we should really get to know each other a little better,” He said.
He lent in closer to me.
OOHHH! YAY! please R&R i hope you like it!
xoxo - Sarah
Ray’s POV
I untied her and tossed her bindings to the ground. My hands brushed against her scarred wrists. She pulled them away with a gasp and hid the scars behind her back. I didn’t know why she did that, why was she hiding?
“So, you gonna tell me why you tried to...” I trailed off.
“It’s a long story,” she replied while looking down at her scarred wrists.
“I’ve got time,” I said quietly as I smiled warmly at her.
“Well, dad was... he had a really bad temper. When something went wrong, he took it out on me. Mum didn’t care, she was so drunk most of the time that she didn’t even notice if he hit her. She was always screaming at me, blaming me when anything went wrong in her life. I couldn’t take it anymore, I ran away but when I got to my Aunts house, she wouldn’t take me, Dad had told her that there was nothing wrong, that I was being totally unreasonable and that she should just send me home. I just felt like no one actually cared about me, no one would miss me if I just... disappeared. Then you guys came, you hardly even know me and you have been nicer to me than anyone has ever been to me,” tears slid down her face.
I couldn’t stand seeing her cry, she was like a little sister to me. I hugged her tightly to my chest as she sobbed into my shoulder.
“So, where are you gonna go now?” I asked softly.
“I-I don’t know,” she sobbed, “my Aunt is the only other family I know.”
“Well then that settles it,” I said, “You’re coming to live with me!”
“Huh?” she asked, shocked at my sudden offer.
“Well I already see you as a little sister, you don’t have anywhere to go and I have a spare room in my apartment,” I explained.
“Really!? Thank you so much!” She said as she hugged me tighter. I laughed and hugged her back.
“Okay, I’ll go ask when you can get out of here,” I said as I ran out the door.
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I felt a large smile creep across my face as I walked back to Kirrah. Oh! Thought, I should probably tell the others!
I called Mikey, but I was in a rush to get back to Kirrah, so I rushed out what I had to say then hung up before I had to explain to them. Oh god I’m gonna have a lot of explaining to do later, I thought.
When I walked in to Kirrah’s room, there was a nurse questioning her.
“So, we need to know who your family is, so we can call them and tell them what’s happened, then they can come and get you to take you home,” the nurse said. Kirrah looked worried, which was understandable considering her “family” was the reason she had done this.
“I’m her family,” I lied, “she’s coming to live with me from now on so I can keep an eye on her.” Kirrah stared at me in shock.
“Oh, okay, and you are?” the nurse asked.
“Ray Toro,” I answered, “I’m her cousin.”
“So Mr. Toro, can I see some I.D, just to make sure you’re old enough to take care of a minor,” she asked me with a friendly smile on her face.
I had turned eighteen only a few weeks ago, I’d moved out as soon as I could and I was just waiting to finish my senior year. I handed her my driver’s licence.
“Okay then,” she said happily as she handed me back my licence, “you’re free to go, but we have booked you a counselling session every Friday afternoon okay?”
“Yeah, I guess I was expecting that,” she said, sounding like she was dreading it. I mean, who wouldn’t?
“Ok, I brought some of my friend Mikey’s clothes, they looked like they should fit you,” I said as I passed her the bag of clothes.
“Oh, Thank you. I think my clothes were... well, yeah,” she said nervously as she walked into the bathroom to get changed.
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“Ok I’m sorry but you look absolutely ridiculous in those clothes!” I laughed. Mikey’s shirt was way too big for her but at least the skinny jean kinda fitted her.
“Would you mind coming with me to my house to get some of my stuff? I just don’t think I can go in there and face them alone,” she said shakily.
“Of course! There is no way in hell that I would let you go back there alone,” I said as I led her to my car.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Kirrah’s POV
I could feel my heart beating hard in my chest. Fear coursed through me as I remembered all the times my father had taken out his anger on me, all those times my mother had just sat there and watched him, and didn’t even try to stop him. I felt the anger push up through the fear.
“Could we try and just sneak in and out? I don’t want to face them,” I asked.
“Whatever you want, but just know that I will do everything I can to keep you safe,” he said while looking into my eyes. Just that look made me feel more loved and accepted than I ever had before.
“Let’s go,” I said as I got out of the car. I walked around to the side of the house to my bedroom window. Ray followed close behind.
I opened the window wide enough for Ray and I to get through. I winced at how much sound we made climbing through.
“Wow, nice room,” said Ray, looking at the walls.
“Yeah,” I said, “I like decorating.”
My walls were completely covered in band posters and photos. I smiled looking at the photos but it was a sad smile. They were of better times, when whether I ate that night didn’t depend on my father’s mood, when mum was sober enough to take care of me, when my family actually cared about me.
I felt the hot tears well in my eyes. I wiped them away and started stuffing my clothes in a large bag.
There were so many things that brought back memories, horrible memories. I couldn’t wait to get out of here. The only things I took apart from clothes were my laptop, phone, iPod , camera and wallet. Everything else was just too painful to look at. The photos made me cry, I just couldn’t take it. I got out a piece of paper and started to write.
Mum and Dad,
As you have probably noticed, I have left.
I would say not to come looking for me, but I know that you wouldn’t anyway.
I really have nothing else to say to you. So goodbye.
-Kirrah
I put the note down on my pillow, thinking about how they probably wouldn’t even care.
Tears spilled down my face as we climbed back out the window.
“What do you think you are doing!” screamed my father. Oh shit, I thought as Ray followed me out the window.
“Where do you think you’re going?!” his face was going purple with rage.
“I’m leaving!” I screamed back at him.
“No you are not! You are my daughter, you will stay here! You will do what you’re told!” He screamed as he stepped closer to me, “You stupid ungrateful child!”
“What have I got to be grateful about?! A father who abuses me? A mother who is too drunk to care?” I screamed.
In one quick movement, he drew his arm back and brought it crashing down across my face. Pain shot through my head as I was knocked backwards from the impact.
Ray caught me before I hit the ground and steadied me, “Are you okay?” he asked, his concern showed clearly in his voice and on his face.
“Yeah,” I gasped, I was still recovering from the harsh blow.
Ray turned around to face my furious father.
“What the fuck?!” Ray yelled at him, stepping closer to my father, “you do not hit a girl you dick!”
Ray’s fists seemed to blur as he fought my father. His fist slammed into my father’s nose, breaking it. Blood flew everywhere. Dad slammed his fist into Rays jaw. Ray screamed out in pain.
I couldn’t take it. I looked frantically around for something, anything that I could use as a weapon.
But I couldn’t find anything!
I took a deep breath and sprinted towards my father. It kinda hurt when my body hit his, but it had the desired effect. The impact knocked him off Ray and onto the ground. Ray quickly helped me up and stood over my father.
“Stay away from her,” He snarled at my cowering father, “If you ever come near her again, I promise that your nose won’t be the only thing broken.”
We walked back to Ray’s car and quickly drove away.
“Oh gosh Ray! Are you okay? Your face!” I gushed as I touched the side of his face lightly. It was starting to bruise badly.
“Yeah I’m fine,” He said shakily, “I’ve never done that.”
“Done what?” I asked.
“Been that angry, that aggressive,” he replied softly.
“Hey! That was his fault. He started it! You have nothing to be ashamed of!” I said with a smile.
“Yeah I guess, and hey! We need to celebrate!” He laughed.
“Celebrate what?” I asked.
“You getting out of there, you coming to live with me, me finally getting the little sister I’ve always wanted!” he replied, “and besides, you need to meet some people!”
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
“Hey Ray! You have so much explaining to do!” yelled the other boy I saw at the hospital, “Oh! I guess this must be her!”
“Yeah, I’m her,” I laughed.
“Kirrah, this is Frank, the one over there with the glasses is Mikey, I’ll warn you now, he’s like a chipmunk on crack, and the two that are over in the corner with their tongues down each-other’s throats are Sarah and Gerard, wait, guys, why are Gee and Sarah kissing?” Ray laughed.
“We are together! Duh!” said Sarah as they walked towards us.
“Hi Kirrah! I’m Mikey!” said the chipmunk on crack one. Wow he was quite... energetic, I liked it!
“Hi!” I laughed, as he pulled me into a hug.
“I’m Frank,” said the short boy I had seen at the hospital.
“Wow! First Sarah, now Kirrah! In less than a week our little group has had more chicks in it than it ever has!” said Gerard.
“There wasn’t any girls before them Gee,” Frank laughed.
I got to know each them better, in this one day I had made more friends than I had ever had. I finally knew what it felt like to be accepted for who I am.
I kept on catching Frank staring at me when he thought I wasn’t looking. I wondered why.
Frank. Frank was kind, sweet, funny and just adorable. I guess I found Frank... interesting.
I caught myself sneaking looks at him as well.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
The others were all asleep, well that is, except for me and Frank.
He walked over towards me with a cute smile on his face.
“Hey Kirrah, I was thinking, we should really get to know each other a little better,” He said.
He lent in closer to me.
OOHHH! YAY! please R&R i hope you like it!
xoxo - Sarah
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