Chapter Thirty Four

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Day- Monday/Tuesday

As soon as we walked through the door Wynter headed for the stairs. Hannah emerged from the living room with red eyes and puffy cheeks, pulling me into a hug and breathing heavily into my hair. "Alice told me what happened. Angel, I'm so sorry! If I'd known I'd have left him long before now. He was hurting me but I didn't know that he... Thinking about him hurting a sweet girl like you, it breaks my heart. I actually believed him when he told me that it wasn't him the last time." Tears once again started to fall from my eyes as she held me. I gave in and started to sob against her shoulder. "It's okay, you're away from him now, we all are. I'm going to head out and give a statement to the police. I sent Alice home and of course you're staying here as long as you want to. I'm also happy to send you to any family member if you would rather live with them." I looked into her kind eyes and smiled, remembering my mum.
"Thank you, I want to stay here please. This is the best home I could ever have wished for." She wiped my tears with her sleeves as best as she could and gently kissed my forehead.
"Of course, I already see you as my daughter. I'll be going to the station now. Stay here with Wynter, I'll be back very soon." She picked up her keys and started walking towards the door, stopping next to Jake. "You can stay as long as you want to, as always. Thank you for being there to drive them home." He smiled at her, giving a small nod. Hannah left the house and I walked over to Jake, wrapping my arms around his waist.
"I love you, Jake."
"I love you too, Angel. Let's get you upstairs for this bath then." He gently lifted me up and I moved my arms to his neck, my legs now around his waist. I buried my face into him, taking in his smell calmed me, it was sweet but musky. I heard water running but refused to let go of Jake until Wynter said the bath was ready. I was put down on the bathroom floor, looking up at them both and expecting them to leave. They locked eyes with each other and both said the same thing at the same time. "I want to be the one to bathe her." Then turned to me as if asking me to decide. I laughed to which they both had slightly shocked but relieved looks at the sound. Shaking my head I was wondering how I found two people that love me this much.
"I can do it by myself you know." Wynter raised an eyebrow before nodding, Jake scrunched up his face and waited for Wynter to leave before taking both my hands in his.
"We'll be right outside, okay? Just shout if you need either of us and we'll come for you." I leaned up and kissed him softly, ignoring the pain in my jaw. With the kiss he left the room and I took off my clothes, seeing the dark bruise on my stomach as if it never went away. A few tears slid down my cheeks but I quickly wiped them away and climbed into the bubbly, warm water. Sinking into the tub the bubbles came to just below my mouth and I just lay there, taking in everything that had happened. I didn't know how my dad could try to do such a thing, why he hated my mum so much. He was supposed to be loving and caring, taking on the role of both parents after she died. Instead, he hated me. Nothing could have prepared me for what he tried to do. I missed my mum so much, she was so lovable, always spreading kindness and compassion wherever she went. I was only eleven when she died and I missed her terribly. Letting out a sigh, some of the bubbles blew away from my mouth and I smiled slightly. Wynter had left some toys next to the tub and I grabbed them. Bath crayons, foam letters and a boat. I tipped the letters out of their container and used the crayons to draw on the tiles. Small, simple figures of Wynter, me and Jake. Then I grabbed some of the bubble covered letters from the water, trying to stick them to the tiles. I wrote 'Princess Angel and her boys' below my drawing.

I played for a short time before washing myself. When I finished I pulled the plug out and wrapped myself in a towel. Both boys were sitting on Wynter's bed nervously waiting for me. They looked at me as if expecting me to say something. "I have something that I want to show you both but I'll get dried first." Jake picked up a few pieces of clothing from beside him, holding them up. Wynter had a hair dryer and a brush. I sat in front of Wynter and let him dry my hair for me as Jake was almost shouting over the noise to talk to me.
"We decided who was going to do what."
"Neither of you need to do anything like this." I gave in response. He shook his head and flashed a smile at me that made my heart flutter, waiting for my hair to be done before speaking again.
"I said I'd be okay with going into your little room. I know that you need both of us right now to be there for you, supporting you so that's what I aim to do. You mean a lot to me and I want to do everything I can for you. I'm doing all I can to understand this part of your life, with Wynter always answering my questions alongside my own research." I pulled myself away from Wynter to hug Jake, the brush hanging from a knot in my hair.
"Jake will get you dressed and I'll go sort out your crib okay?" Wynter said, gently brushing the remaining knots out of my hair. All this attention and help with simple tasks was starting to make me feel small. Jake helped me up, taking the towel from around me and gently patting dry any areas that needed it. He ran his fingers over my bruise and his eyes appeared to turn darker. I tilted his chin up with my finger and kissed him, pulling him back from wherever his brain had taken him. I tried to make it as easy as possible for him as he dressed me in some cute Winnie The Pooh pyjamas. A yellow tank top that had an image of Pooh and his friends with some white shorts that had small honey pots on them.
"So, what did you want to show us?"
"Give me a minute." I went into my bedroom, breathing deeply to keep myself grounded as now I was alone in a place with bad memories. I gathered what I wanted as fast as I could and went back to Wynter's room, seeing them both sitting again. They had the same expression which made me smile as I sat in between them.

"Didn't you tell me not to touch those?" I was surprised that Wynter remembered this but I nodded.
"Yeah, these are drawings of me and my mum, what I remember of her anyway. I kept them a secret so that my dad wouldn't destroy them." I began to go through them, explaining each one. "This is my earliest memory of her, we were at home baking cookies and I still remember her smile as clear as day." It was just a drawing of my mum's face, I never could do them in colour but my mind flashed with the image of her smiling as she saw that I had flour all over my cheeks. "Then this is a picture that I found, my dad burned it when he saw that I had it so I drew it from memory. It's me and my mum, we were sitting on a picnic bench in the park. It was so windy our hair was flying all over the place and we lost a bag of crisps. I chased after it as she laughed. Dad was away on a trip." When I saw the last drawing a lump formed in my throat. "I drew this the day she died. She sat in a chair for hours just so I could draw her. I know it's a terrible drawing but I was 11. She was only 36." I stared at the picture, flashes of her posing for me rushed into my mind and I felt arms around me. When I came back to the present I realised that I was crying and wiped away my tears, hiding against Jake who was hugging me. Wynter carefully took the drawings from my hands. I felt myself lifted up, continuing to hide until I was placed on my changing table. Jake turned away while Wynter put me in a diaper and placed me in my crib.
"Nap time little one, you need your rest." He gave me a soft kiss on my head, tucking me in with Blue Bear and offering me my pacifier which I gladly accepted.
"We'll be back soon to wake you up, alright?" I nodded at Jake and he took my pacifier out to give me a quick kiss before returning it. He took a slightly uneasy look around the room before leaving. Wynter gave me a soft forehead kiss, following Jake out of the room.

I woke up and rubbed my eyes. I hopped out of bed, wondering what woke me when I heard it again, the shouting. "Worthless whore!"
"Phil please, you're drunk."
"Are you saying I can't handle my drink? How dare you!" I slowly walked to the kitchen and saw my dad throw my mum to the floor.
"Mummy!" I ran to her and knelt down, she looked at me horrified before standing up quickly, becoming a blockade between me and my dad.
"You won't hurt her! I won't let you."
"Get out of my sight." He growled. She scooped me up as fast as possible, rushing me back to my bedroom.
"Stay here, okay sweetie?"
"Mummy, you got a booboo." She looked where I was pointing at her arm and sighed, seeing a small amount of blood.
"Mummy's okay baby, but you need to stay here for me okay?" I nodded and she hugged me like it was the last chance she'd ever have before kissing my head and whispering to me, "you're strong, you're beautiful, you can make it through one more night." Then she stood up and turned to leave. I grabbed her hand, flashing pleading eyes for her to stay. Her eyes were so sad and empty. She squeezed my hand, pulling away to leave my room. A minute later I heard loud banging sounds and crawled into my wardrobe with Blue Bear, clinging onto him and crying.

"Angel, wake up baby girl." My eyes fluttered open to see Wynter. "There you are, you were having a bad dream princess." I held my arms up, making grabby hands towards him. He lifted me up, bouncing me slightly as I started to sob against him. I'd tried so hard to forget things from my childhood, I tried to tell someone but my dad just beat me when I did. Wynter shushed into my ear as he bounced me, stroking my hair as he whispered to me. "Daddy's here, I've got you now. It's okay, you're safe, no one's going to hurt you." It was at this moment that I realised my mum seemed to be talking to herself with the words 'you can make it through one more night' which only made me cry harder. It took over 10 minutes for me to completely calm down. I had my diaper changed before we left the room, I refused to leave without Blue Bear. Wynter sat me on his bed, making sure I was right in the middle. "There we go. Now, do you want to tell me about that nightmare?" I shook my head and sucked on my thumb, noticing I must have lost my pacifier during the night. "Ah, I see. Someone's feeling very little right now." He gave me a comforting smile. "You don't have to tell me or anyone what your nightmare was, just know that I'm here for you and so is Jake." He opened his door, looking out. "Jake should be back up in a minute. You need to take some medicine soon, alright?" I made some random sounds of protest to which he raised his eyebrow. "Use your words baby, I don't know what your sounds mean. I need you to take some painkillers so your belly and jaw don't hurt too much. Can you do that for me?"
"Okay dada." I said around my thumb. Wynter sat next to me while I clung onto Blue Bear until Jake came in. He was holding a tray containing a stack of plates, a bottle of Pepsi, a few cups which included my sippy cup and a bag of food.
"Hey, are you ready for some food?" Jake asked. I shook my head and Wynter pulled my thumb out of my mouth.
"You're eating, so tough." I huffed at him. Jake was looking at me with an expression of awe. Wynter played peekaboo while Jake set the tray down on the desk and started to hand out plates, putting a plastic one in front of me. They both dished out the food and drinks while I sat, continuing to cuddle with Blue Bear. I was moving his paws so he'd do peekaboo with me. I tried to ignore the amazing smell as I was given a chicken burger and fries.

"Time for your meds cutie." Jake picked up a small bottle of painkillers and handed me my sippy cup. "Open up." I whined and covered my mouth with my hands.
"No!" I backed away from them both, still covering my mouth.
"Angel come here, now." Wynter said in a stern voice. I gave it some thought before shaking my head and continuing to shuffle away.
"Careful!" They both shouted but it was too late, I'd already gone too far and fell off the bed. I tried not to cry as my legs had folded up and pressed into my stomach. Wynter came around to pick me up, sitting me back in the middle of the bed.
"Are you going to take your tablet now?" I nodded and looked over to Jake.
"Open up." He repeated, holding it close to my mouth. I did as I was told and he placed the tablet on my tongue, I had a drink to swallow it. "Now eat, please." I looked into his eyes, giving one last defiant sigh before picking up the burger, taking a bite. We spent the rest of the night eating, watching films and playing games. Then the boys tried to put me in my crib but I asked to sleep with them instead. So I got snuggled up with Jake on the bed and Wynter set himself up on the blow up. Hannah stayed in her room after she got back, we were worried about her but understood that she needed time.

When I woke up it was from the same nightmare. Tears were staining my cheeks and Jake was shaking me gently. I hid against him, not sobbing like last time but still needing some comfort. "It's okay Angel, shh I've got you." I calmed down a lot quicker than last time and noticed Wynter wasn't in the room.
"Where's Wynter?" I questioned. He refused to let go of me but I wasn't complaining. I enjoyed the feel of his arms around me, strong but soft. I ignored the pain I was in, preferring to stay close to Jake.
"He's downstairs helping Hannah with breakfast. She finally left her room this morning, she doesn't look great, I'll be honest." He saw my worried face and changed the topic. "So, last night you were in littlespace?" His voice seemed slightly uneasy.
"Sorry about that." I spoke quietly but he unexpectedly smiled.
"It's not a problem, it was cute. I'm just not sure I could be anything like what Wynter is for you."
"Jake, I don't want you to be exactly like Wynter or anything like that if you don't want to be. I'm perfectly happy with you being my boyfriend. I saw how uncomfortable the little room made you, you don't have to go in there but I appreciate you trying so that you can make sure I'm okay." He kissed me and I felt how much he loved me. I melted into the kiss, ignoring the sound of someone coughing until they did it louder. I pulled away and gazed into Jake's eyes for a moment before looking up to see Wynter.
"Now that you two have stopped being all lovey, breakfast is ready and Tomoyo will be here soon."
"You're just being a grumpy pants because you're single." I stuck my tongue out at him and he chuckled, passing me the bottle of tablets.
"Take one before you eat, we're having eggs and bacon." With that he left the room and Jake handed me a drink so I could take some painkillers. He let me hop onto his back and carried me downstairs. I could feel my diaper squishing against him, hoping he couldn't also feel it. My stomach was hurting but it didn't bother me too much. My jaw on the other hand was agony. We stopped in the kitchen and I slid off his back, hugging Hannah from behind. She jumped but relaxed when she realised it was me.
"Sorry, I didn't mean to startle you." I felt bad and gave her a sympathetic smile.
"Oh that's alright sweetie, sit down, I'm almost done here." I sat in my usual spot, listening to the boys chat about who would win in a fight. Buffy the Vampire Slayer or Wolverine. Hannah placed down a large plate of eggs and another of bacon, giving us smaller plates to serve ourselves. She didn't sit to eat with us though. I was worried about her but I knew it would take some time for her to work through all of this in her head. The boys were still having their debate when the doorbell rang.
"That must be Tomoyo, back in a sec." Wynter got up, walking out of the kitchen while chewing on some bacon. Jake took my hand and gave my cheek a kiss.
"You are so beautiful." My cheeks flushed red and I tried to hide them as the kitchen door opened again. 


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