Long Sleeves are my Friend [Complete]

Chapter 24

I move my arm from over my eyes and sit up on my bed. I look out the window to see Emilia frantically looking around the room, shuffling stuff around. I see her exit out the door quickly leaving her room. I get up from my bed and open my window climbing out. It's only a few steps to reach her room. 

I push the window up all the way so I can step in. Thankfully its unlocked.

I enter her window and go out of the room trying to find where she went. I notice a light on the bathroom and head over there knocking lightly. I hear something drop and some shuffling on the other side.

"H-Hello?" She say panick in her voice. She sould like she has been crying.

"Hey Emilia, It's me, Xander. Are you alright?" I say. I hear a small sniffle and some more shuffling.

"Yeah, Yeah, I'm fine," The door opens revealing a teary stained face. She has been crying. I sigh sadly.

"Emilia? What's wrong," I say to her trying to grab her hand but she steps back. I quickly retract my hand putting it back to my side.

"I said, I'm fine," She says with a laugh but I see right through it.

"Emilia, I know you not fine. I can see you have been crying," I say taking a step closer, causing her to step back again.

"Do you wanna talk about it?" I ask her. She looks up at me with hesitation and sadness swimming in her eyes but then turns to nothing.

"No," She dead-pans heading to her room.

"Emilia, talk to me. I can probably help you," I try convining her.

"Like you helped me with Makenna?" She snaps.

"I was just trying to help," I say honestly.

"Well you proably made the situation worse! I had it under control," she says.

When she sits on her bed I notice her face make a small wince then back to normal. She probably thinks I didn't notice. I look her up and down trying to see a source of pain. I finally land on her thighs noticing little bloodlines on her jeans.

My heart clenches at the thought of her doing this to herself still. I walk over sitting on her bed I grab her hands and doesn't pull away. She looks at me and I stare into her eyes.

"Talk to me please Emilia. I want you to know, I. Am. Here. For. You." I say emphasising each word and not breaking eye contact with her so she knows how serious I am.

Tears form in her eyes. She lets out a shaky breath, like she has finally given up.

"O-Okay but if I tell you, please don't leave," She says so brokenly.

"Emilia of course, I would never leave you," I say to her. I grab her cheek with one hand rubbing my thumb over her watery cheek.

She lets out a long sigh before speaking.

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I don't know what I have done to make them starts acting this way towards me. It's not my fault my mother left us. I haven't done anything bad like other teenagers. I haven't gotten pregnant, done any drugs, stayed out past curfew, or come home drunk.

I'm just so confused. My father has always been caring towards me but ever since my mother left it's like they blame me for it.

It's not only emotional abuse but physical. It's really taken it toll on me. They hit me over the smallest things now. If their eggs aren't cooked perfect, or a speck of dust on the tv, or a crumb on the table.

It's like they are trying to find any reason to hit me getting any anger they have out. It make me anxious all the time. I double, triple check everything, making sure it's perfect so I don't get beat, but they always find something wrong with anything I do.

It's almost to the point they don't need any reason anymore to hit me they just do. I don't have to do anything wrong anymore. They could be having a bad day and they just push me around like a personal punching bag.

I try hiding it but people notice the bruises. I blame them on my clumsiness. They see cuts and I blame it on my non-exsistent cat. I can't have friends over anymore. No one knows what happens behind locked doors.

I just don't know how much more I can handle.

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She stays quiet as I process the information. Anger starts to form inside me, not towards her but her dick of a father and brother. I clench my fist slightly causing her to cower away slightly. I unclench them and look over at her with sadness seeping through my core. 

"Emilia, I'm not mad at you. I'm angry at you father and brother," I say in disgust. She noticeable relaxes but is still slightly tense.

"I wish you would have told me sooner, but I understand why you didn't Emilia, but I'm gonna do what I can to help you," I say to her and she nods her head defeatedly.

"My father and brother are going to come back for me," She says looking down.

"We will do everything we can to help you but you have to tell someone else besides me, so we can help you," Her eyes widen a little.

"If I did, where would I go? I don't want to be a burden to anyone, especially your family," she says.

"Emilia, you are not a burden to me or Mrs. Harrison.She would take you in Emilia, I know she will," I say to her. She looks over at me.

"I know she would but I don't want to feel like a responsibility she has to take care of," she says. 

"She would love to have you in her life Emilia. I know her. She would love the company and you're an amazing person to be around and also you are he granddaughter," I say trying to convince her. She hesitates before nodding her head.

"Alright," She says before I pull her into a hug.

I will do anything to get her out of that home. I won't let her go back there with them.

Not over my dead body.

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I'm sooooo sorry I didn't update yesterday, my wifi has was out and is barly working today so I typed it on my phone using my data of course just for you guys. The guy is coming tomorrow to hopfully fix it. but anyway...

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