Callie

  The look on Treys face is completely unfazed, unbothered even. It looked to me like he didn't care or he thought this situation was an everyday occurrence.

Evan's still standing, just at the doorway his eyes are boring straight into mine as I his. I'm unable to decipher exactly what he's feeling but I can read his expression a series of guilt and regret fill his features and I can only wonder why.

There's tension in the room, any idiot could be able to tell that, more so between Evan and I and Trey on the other hand is leaning against the side of the wall his hands folded right across his chest and he suddenly clears his throat which startles me a bit, I had almost become unaware of his presence.

I suddenly felt embarrassed and uncomfortable.

"Um, I think that's my cue to leave." He walks to my side and offers me a side hug, one I return reluctantly.

"See you monday Callie"

"See you" my voice is small, almost a whisper but I assume he hears me because after he nods a small goodbye to Evan, who barely acknowledges him, he's out the door leaving me and Evan once again in an uncomfortable silence.

My gaze once again shifts it's attention to his bruised knuckles that was surely starting to swell and I winced both from imagining how he got them and from how painful they looked.

Evan though didn't seem to look like he was in any pain, he just continued staring at me whilst remaining completely unresponsive.

Deciding that I wasn't going to spend the night just staring I walk over to him and take his hand in mine, ignoring all the other instincts that Jab at me to bombard him with questions, about where he went and what in earth he did.

But instead I caress his knuckles and cup the side of his face, although my hand quickly flails back to my sides when I recognize my actions as too bold, too straightforward.

I was definitely neither one of those things.

"A-are you okay?"

I mentally scold myself for asking that question, of course he wasn't okay he may have looked like it but who couldn't be certain that he was hurting on the inside.

Evan's expression changes completely and his face softens while breaking out into a soft grin directed at me.

"I'm fine Rosie"

"Are you sure?, those look like they really hurt".

Before he can dismiss it again I frantically look around the living room and my eyes light up when I spot a a first aid kit sticking out from where it had been stuffed inside one of his drawers. I smile and head towards it thinking it perfectly convenient for the current situation at hand.

"Come on" I make my way to the first aid kit and he follows suit behind me as I prop myself up on the counter and begin to bandaged his busted palms.

While I do so he just stares at me, not saying anything at all and then suddenly he places his hands on mine, stopping me and calming my hands that are for some reason, shaking terribly.

I look up to  meet his eyes that are already staring right into mine and I sigh.

"Evan what happened tonight? Where did you go?"

He runs his now bandages knuckles through this knotted shaggy locks of hair and exhales, he was frustrated.

"It's nothing baby I just ran into a little misunderstanding is all, you don't need to worry about it"

A little misunderstanding?

A little misunderstanding didn't make one look like they had just had a minor conflict with a small gang of men and had beaten half of them to death.

I still didn't understand why Evan was lying and trying to keep the current situation at bay, what would be the harm in telling me I after all was involved in it as much as he was.

Suddenly I felt angry, why didn't he want to tell me?, did he feel as though I couldn't handle the information or maybe he didn't trust me enough, what was going on?.

Evan turns to walk away after smothering a small kiss at the side of my temple and I started at his retreating figure with a small feeling of anger bubbling away inside me, such a strong negative emotion I had never ever felt before.

I jump off the counter and press my eyes shut trying to suppress the sudden feeling at hand.

"S-stop doing that"

Evan turns to me, startled at the sound of my voice and clearly confused as to what I was saying. " huh-?"

"Stop treating me like that, like I'm unable to handle information or like I'm a child who doesn't need to worry about things Evan"

Things had escalated more as my expression grew more angry and his turned concerned. I was beyond hurt now he'd say one thing and do something completely different all very confusing to me.

"You always say that I should treat myself good and I shouldn't let people down play me or that I should stand up for myself and you, you're always treating me like,- like I'm some child!"

I fold my arms across my chest, he still hadn't said anything to me yet he looked as though he was waiting for me to finish shouting.

"you can't just dismiss or hide information from me telling me not to worry about it like I'll die or something I'm perfectly fine".

I sigh letting my expression drop, just a bit.

"So tell me what happened tonight I want to know everything, every single detail"

At the end of my little rant I feel myself getting more empowered, never in my life had I used that sort of tone with anyone before and never in my life had I expressed myself in such a negative way, I felt relieved in a sense like I had just freed something that had been caged for far too long.

Evan remains silent, he doesn't say anything he just stares at me with a strange look in his eyes and for a second I think he'll just ignore me but he does startle me when he speaks again.

"Okay, I'll tell you"

He motions to the couch and takes a seat as imitate his actions

"Before I say anything I want you to know that while I was purely driven by anger, I don't regret anything that happened tonight I'd do it all again in a heartbeat, Rose"

I nod, already imagining the horrible events he was about to tell.

"I went over to your parents house, your mom wasn't home but your Dad was"

"What happened?"

"At first I didn't want to and I swear I really tried not to be violent Rose but fuck, I just kept imagining you and how he dared to put his filthy hands on you, and I couldn't ignore that I wouldn't ignore that....,. He needed to pay."

"Evan I told you-"

"I know what you said and I know you blame yourself for this, I know you still blame yourself for this".

I let out a gasp and he grasps my chin and tilts my head up so I'm gazing right at him.

"But as I said before it's not your fault and I never want you to think it is, none of this is your fault it's the fault of those fucking excuses for human beings"

"Your Dad and I did get into a fight, a bad physical one"

I didn't even need to be told that it was Evan who won.

"I called child services on him, reported the case..."

He pauses, contemplating his next sentence.

"They need a statement from you as well as some pictures of your bruise to issue a hearing, possibly taking you out of your parents custody because this isn't a one time thing"

My breath hitches in my throat.

I honestly don't even know what I was expecting him to say but it definitely wasn't that.

I had lived with my parents all my life they were all I knew and all of a sudden they just weren't going to be a part of it anymore? How would that even work.

What would it be like.

I didn't know if I was happy, sad, relieved or just scared. To be honest my emotions were just all over the place and Evan was quick to notice that because he grips my waist and pulls my body closer to his softly caressing the palm of my hand.

"Are you alright Rose?"

"I- I think so, I just wasn't expecting you to say that is all."

" It's completely understandable if you're not able to talk to the police, no pressure okay? You can talk to them when you're ready and only when you're ready."

I nod shooting him a small smile, I truly didn't think I was ready to talk to anyone about this, unless it was him. I didn't want to deal with the consequences it would have.

"I also went over to my so called father's , I talked to him about the possibility of fostering you so you wouldn't get pushed into the fucking system , that was an even bigger problem"

His jaw clenches and his expression morphs into anger, he stands up from the couch and starts to pace up and down the room.

"I told him what was going on but the fucking bastard couldn't even care less whether you stayed there or not. I told him about what I did and he got mad, he claimed that I was ruining everything by getting your parents on our bad side, he got even madder when I told him to foster you"

"Can you even believe him?!. He's a fucking prick that I as aware of but to be heartless like this takes real skill. All he cares about is the merging of businesses and our fucking engagement!"

He rubs his head while trying to cool himself down and I stand up and stalk towards him taking both his hands in mine and then wrapping my small arms around his larger body, an action I hopped would offer comfort.

"It's okay Evan"

His demeanour quickly dies down and he rests his chin on my top of my forehead and starts to rub his hand soothingly up and down my back.

We just stand there for what seems like a few minutes feeling comforted in each other's embraces, that is until he decides to break the silence.

"And Rose," I lift my gaze up so I'm staring at him, his gaze is intense far more serious than when he was even speaking about his father.

"I want you to know that I don't see you that way, I don't see you as a child. Hell I'm sorry that I ever even made you feel like that. That's a shitty thing for me to do and you are right"

"I just didn't want you to be disappointed in me, I didn't want you to hate me for any reason"

Tears are already forming at the brink of my eyes, and the reason why I'm completely unaware of.

I acknowledge that maybe the whole thing just made me feel emotional, as overwhelming as it all was.

"I don't hate you Evan, I don't think I could ever hate you"

And that was true, it kind of scared me a bit too, that no matter what he did I could never seem to hate him.

I just didn't find it possible.

"I really don't fucking deserve you, do I?"

I let out a breathy chuckle at his comment and he brushes some of my hair behind my face giving me a proper view of his smile, similar to the one I had caught a glimpse of in that picture earlier.

"Maybe"

He chuckles again and doesn't waste any time in planting his lips down on my own. I eagerly give in craving his touch now even more than ever before especially after the long and stressful conversation we just had.

He cups my face and I let his tongue dive into my mouth and I bite back a moan from how good it all feels, how good he made me feel.

He falls unto the couch and both my legs are in either side of his waist as I continue to kiss him passionately feeling an excessive knotting in my lower stomach and wanting even more from him, wanting to explore these new found feelings.

I shift up closer in his lap and his hand grips my thigh pulling my face away from his and I look at him confused as to why he stopped me, I thought I was doing good.

He grunts and cups my face "let's slow down yeah?"

I'm still confused, we were doing good, or atleast I thought we were.

I sigh again deciding not to ask him about it, I admit it hurt just a little bit but I didn't want to make a fuss, not when we had more important things to worry about.

"Uh yeah"

He smiles and me and brings my head down so it's resting on his chest and I find comfort in listening to the rocking sound of his heartbeat, letting complete serenity fill my mind.

I soon become drowsy and let my eyes droop close. I hear a faint whisper probably from Evan I strain myself to hear what it is he said but I give up in the end deciding against it and letting the state of relaxation take over me.

I let darkness consume me as I shake away the crazy thought of hearing an 'I love you' being whispered into my ear.

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A/n: who else just loves ' I hate everyone else in the world but you' type relationships.

I've been really busy hence the delay in updates but I hope whoever is reading enjoys this one.