Forever Yours

| T H I R T Y - F O U R |

Kalen stood in front of me, empty bottle broken in his hand. He hit Draco on the head with it.

"Get up, c'mon Brooke." He said, he didn't try to touch me though. I was thankful he didn't try to touch me.

I got off the bed and looked at Draco who laid on his stomach. He got knocked out.

He was on top of me. He tried to touch me. He said he would.

My chest began to tighten, I placed a hand over my heart which felt like it was going to explode. I took a step back, then another. Then I stumbled back and landed on my ass.

Kalen hurried over to me and dropped to his knees. "Don't- don't touch me." I held my hand out and he carefully shuffled back.

I need Fred. I need him right now. But he can't come here. He'll kill Draco. "I'm going to take you back to your flat." He spoke gently.

"No- Draco." I whispered.

"I'll deal with him after."

"You can't come in. Fred will be mad."

"I won't come in." He reached his hand out and I jerked back. "I'll take care of Draco. Brooke, look at me." I did. "Tell Fred."

"He's going to hurt him." I said as I shook my head no.

"Brooklyn Weasley." He said, "tell him."

"I- okay." I got up to my feet and walked out of the room with Kalen, my whole body shook. I nearly fell down the stairs, but got to the bottom and grabbed my phone, my shoes, my wand.

I made Kalen apparate on his own but we both ended up in the shop. "I want to make sure you're okay."

"I'll tell him."

"Are you sure he can help you-"

"He can. Thank you. I'm sure I'll be seeing you soon. Please make sure Draco is okay. There's alcohol under the bed, get it away from him. Make sure he doesn't throw up and choke-"

Tears began to stream out of my eyes. Kalen touched my shoulder. I jumped back. "Go." He whispered. And I did.

I walked up the stairs and unlocked the front door, walking in. I saw Kobe asleep on the dog bed. Fred waited for me, but fell asleep on the couch.

I can tell him tomorrow...

No.

I put my phone, my shoes, my wand, down, then walked over to the couch quietly and kneeled down. "Freddie." I whispered, touching his arm. One of my tears dropped to his arm.

He stirred awake only a little.

"Freddie I need you to wake up. I need help." My gentle whispers broke out to cries.

Fred was up in seconds, he sat up and I jumped to my feet, stepping back. I wasn't scared of him. I wanted him to see me.

"No- Bee what happened?" He walked over to me and grabbed my hands.

I smiled a little. Not a crazy smile, but I wanted him to know I was okay.

I'm not okay.

"He attacked me." Was all I was able to say before I leaned against his chest and cried. Hard.

Freddie grabbed me, picked me up, and carried me over to the couch. He held my body against his tightly, his fingers rubbed against my back. "Who attacked you, love?" He was trying not to speak in a panic. But I heard his heartbeat. He was freaking out.

"Draco. He was drunk and really high on drugs- I tried to help him- he pushed me- and he hit me- he said dirty things to me..." it was hard to talk. My breathing was uncontrollable. I didn't want to tell him. But I wanted help. I didn't want to annoy him.