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Post by Shaun Garton on Mar 13, 2010 3:18:11 GMT
Shaun sat under the tree, her knees hugged to her chest. She didnt want to be alone, but again she was. She seemed to be alone alot lately, keeping to herself and ignoring anyone talking to her. Because the last time she went and talked to someone, it ended up in disaster.
She pulled her knees a little closer, more tears falling down her cheeks. She had cried more in the last couple of days than she had in her whole life. Her eyes were completely bloodshot, and she couldnt bring herself to look at anyone, even herself in the mirror.
"Its my own fault.." She mumbled, watching as the tears fell from her cheeks and made small, dark puddles on her jeans.
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Post by Lester 'Les' Nicholson on Mar 13, 2010 3:20:47 GMT
Lester heard what sounded like sobbing, and rounded the tree. There sat a thin framed girl, her eyes glossy with tears, and her tattered jeans very much wet.
"Hey there.." He whispered quietly, the way a father would whisper to a just-waking child. "Whats wrong?"
He wrapped an arm around her, hugging her tightly. Because he knew if he was upset, he would want a hug. It hurt, hugging her. For his body was now covered with cigarette burns and belt marks. But he didnt care. He hugged her anyway.
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Post by Shaun Garton on Mar 13, 2010 3:24:25 GMT
Shaun nearly jumped out of her skin as someone touched her. She quickly pulled away, not wanting any physical contact with anyone. The last time anyone had touched her, they broke her heart. And she didnt want that to happen again.
"Im not interested, okay?" She told him, wrapping her arms around herself. She looked down at her arms where she had delibritly scratched, made herself bleed. But still all she saw was black and white. Unlike everyone else, her blood always pooled black.
"I dont wanna talk about it. Not to you, not to anyone. And yes, I know my scratches look infected. The nurse tried to clean them but I told her no.. So just leave it at that. I dont want your sympathy."
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Post by Lester 'Les' Nicholson on Mar 13, 2010 3:27:54 GMT
"Okay then." He told her, leaning against the tree. His whole body was in pain, and it hurt more than anything to sit. But he didnt care. No one would care. So why should he?
"You know, theres no way to sit that takes any pain away from this.." He said, laying down. He sighed, looking up at the tree branches. A bird was feeding her babies, a squirrel was gathering nuts..
Everything was going on as it was supposed to with the animals. But to Shaun and Lester, everything couldnt have gone more wrong..
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Post by Shaun Garton on Mar 13, 2010 3:50:23 GMT
Shaun looked over at him. She didnt know if he knew it or not, but she could see the marks on his stomach, where his shirt had rode up.
"W-what happened to you?" She asked, gently pushing up his shirt. There was a belt mark across his stomach, red and swollen. And around the hem of his pants was a line of burns, each one round and perfect. Some even lead below the hem. His wrists were even torn, apparenly burned by rope during a struggle.
"W-why do you have all these marks?" She asked, pushing his shirt back down, then feeling his hand over his.
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Post by Lester 'Les' Nicholson on Mar 13, 2010 3:55:49 GMT
Lester put his hand over hers, holding it tightly in his.
"It could be worse, okay? I could be as hurt as you.. As heartbroken as you. My boyfriend beating and burning and raping me is nothing compared to what youre going through. Okay? So dont pity me. Who ever did this to you should feel awful bad. Because they hurt a really pretty girl really bad. And thats not okay." He let go of her hand, hoping he had eased a little of her pain. He knew nothing hurt more than being broken up with, or told they dont feel the same way. Or even just being in love with someone can hurt.
And Lester was sure this girl had fallen pretty hard.
"Im Lester." He told her, reaching up to touch her cheek. Just then, he saw her burst into tears. And his heart broke.
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Post by Shaun Garton on Mar 14, 2010 2:15:07 GMT
Shaun started crying again, her breath catching in her throat.
"Lester..? D-do you know a boy.. H-hes taller than you.. He has dark hair.. Dark eyes.. A-and hes really strong..?" She asked him, referring to Ehren. She didnt know what color his hair or eyes really were, all she knew was they were dark.
"He smells of smoke.. A-and is kinda skinny?"
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Post by Lester 'Les' Nicholson on Mar 14, 2010 2:18:15 GMT
Lester raised an eyebrow, pulling himself up on his elbows. She loved HIM?
"Ehren? Yeah.. I know him.. Why?" He asked, looking up at the crying girl. He wiped away her tears with one hand, tipping her chin back.
"No more crying, okay? Tell me whats wrong. Why are you asking about Ehren?" He let her go, pulling himself up to sit against the tree. But she just wouldnt stop crying. So he pulled her close again, rocking her slowly.
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Post by Shaun Garton on Mar 14, 2010 2:29:02 GMT
Shaun leaned against him, wondering if this was what love felt like. To be held and comforted. Without a care in the world.
"H-he.. He came into my dorm in the middle of the night.. I-I was sound asleep.. B-but I woke up, in pain. A-and.. He was ontop of me.. Inside of me.. And when I tried to push him off, and scream.. He leaned down to me and told me that if I.. If I didnt stay quiet, he would kill me.. A-and when he left.. thirty minutes later, I... I looked down and there was blood on my sheets. So.. I.. I went to the shower and cleaned off. A-and when I took a test this morning.. It said I was having a baby.." She clung to him, her sobs coming harder.
"Lester, how could anyone do this to me? What did I do? B-Bexi is gonna hate me more now.. She isnt gonna want anything to do with me.." She cried.
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Post by Lester 'Les' Nicholson on Mar 14, 2010 2:38:48 GMT
Lester felt so bad for her. But somehow he knew she was lying. Because Ehren was with him last night, conning him into going to see a movie. But he remembered a night a few days ago -much, much earlier in the week- when he didnt come back until four or five in the morning.
"I dont doubt it was him. But.. It wasnt last night.. He was with me. It was earlier this week, wasnt it..? Like, Monday..?" He asked her, trying to pry the truth out of her. He didnt doubt he had hurt her, he was just wondering why she would lie about when it happened.
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Post by Shaun Garton on Mar 14, 2010 2:54:00 GMT
"I dont remember what day it was! Ive been in my room for days, crying! I dont know what day it is now! It felts like it was five minutes ago, and five years ago all at the same time. Lester, promise me you want let him hurt me anymore.. Promise me you wont let him hurt Bexi. Please.. Dont let him hurt her.. She.. I dont want her to get hurt, okay? Dont let him hurt her.." She pleaded with him, wrapping her arms around him. He was alot like Thorn- big, a boy.. He smelled nice.
"Dont let him hurt Bexi.." She whispered.
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Post by Lester 'Les' Nicholson on Mar 14, 2010 3:49:39 GMT
Lester sighed. She really loved this girl, didnt she?
"I.. I promise. I wont let him hurt her. He wont hurt anyone else. Come on. Lets get you back to your dorm. You need a bottle of water and a hot bath. Just stop crying, okay? Everything will turn out okay. If nothing else, youll have a beautiful baby. Theres no way with a mother like you, a baby could be any less than ravishing." He helped her up, an arm wrapped around her waist. He lead her to her dorm, then returned a few minutes later with a cold bottle of water. He watched her as she drank half of it, scared near to death.
He knew this girl couldnt handle a baby on her own. She could barely handle herself. Her clothes were hardly clothes to begin with. She needed someone to help her, regardless of if she knew it or not.
"Get some rest. If you need me, Im just a call away." He told her, scribbling his number down on a piece of paper. He tucked it under the alarm clock.
"Dont worry about anything."
Its either this 'Bexi' or its me. But someone has got to take care of her and this baby. Someone needs to step up and be the other parent. And I have a feeling its going to be me.. He thought. He knew he didnt have any obligations to the girl, but he couldnt leave her and an infant to die. He kissed her forehead before leaving her, tucked safely into bed as he went back to his hell.
-Fin-
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