Living with the Bentley Boys.

Living with the Bentley Boys [ 8 ]

                   "It's nothing!" She replied her lips shaking. "I fell."

                   I sighed, nobody fell and hurt themselves that badly. "Jaycee, tell me who did it to you." I replied soothingly taking her hands into mine.

                   "Who the fuck punches a girl like that? You need to go and see someone about that." Dylan replied, tracing his finger down the purple and green splodges that covered nearly half of her stomach. She winced every now and then squeezing my hand to hold in her screams.

                   "Was it that Joshua kid?" I asked through gritted teeth. Dylan came back with an ice pack and pressed it firmly against her side. She cried but he held it there. "Hey, believe me it'll help." I replied gently as she took the ice pack from Dylan shooting him a smile.

                   "Josh? How do you know about him?" She asked putting her shirt back down.

                   "Me and my brother's do talk you know!" I laughed. "Tyler told me about that girl throwing Josh off his chair too make room for him and Kyle and then he went and sat beside you." I explained.

                   "It wasn't Josh- I don't know who it was. He was a lot stronger than me and taller and he had all his jocks behind him, Josh tried to stop him but the guy just threw him out the way." She replied, screwing her face up to try and retrieve all the minor details.

                   "Where were my brother's?" Dylan asked.

                   She shrugged her shoulder. "I was coming out of Volleyball which was just for girls and he pinned me to the wall, he-" She stopped halfway not being able to finish her sentence.

                   "I'll call your Dad, Dylan call the doctor." I replied getting up.

                   She pulled me back down shaking her head frantically. "Please don't tell Dad, it happens a lot. He's so stressed out with work I don't need him worrying about me." She replied as tears surfaced her twinkling green eyes.

                   "Hey Hey! Don't cry." I smiled pulling her too my chest, she wrapped her arms around me while Dylan rubbed her back. "That's Dylan's job." I teased as she chuckled a little.

                   "Babe, I'm sorry about the whole Liam thing, He's my brother you know- I'm meant too look out for him." Dylan replied shrugging his shoulder's.

                   "It's alright. I shouldn't have acted that way." Jaycee mumbled pulling away, she took her hair out tying it into a top knot before making her way slowly out of the toilet. I followed as did Dylan. "I have to go back too school." She muttered glancing up at the clock. "Lunch will be over soon."

                   "Are you stupid?!" I asked in disbelief.

                   "If you go back, I'm coming with you to fuck with that guy's face." Dylan exclaimed.

                   "You don't understand! It's a daily thing! I might have you guys today but what about when you go back home, who'll stand up for me then?" She asked softly.

                   "It's a daily thing? You get bullied?" Dylan asked in horror.

                   Jaycee nodded her head.

                   "Physically?" He asked.

                   "And verbally." She replied. "That's why when Liam asked me where his next lesson was I pretended I didn't know him, if any of the people at my school find out The Bentley brother's are living at my house, they'll be given hell. Nobody will speak too them, they'll be picked on. I don't speak too them for their own benefit. Since the day they joined they've all been these popular so-called Sex Gods and if they find out any of them are friends with me they'll be humiliated and bullied, just like I am. I didn't mean any harm too your brother, I didn't want his social status being lowered because he was seen with me. I wouldn't ever intentionally try and hurt any of them." She whispered.