I storm out of the changerooms blood boiling in my blood.
Who the fuck does she think she is to do that to someone? Let alone Henry.
My. Henry.
And no one fucks with him.
I push through the bleachers and people begin falling but i don't care.
I spot the ginger and she looks at me before squealing as i punch her in the face.
"Oh shit, shit." I hear Arlo on the court.
I grab the ginger by the shirt and pull her to me.
"What the fuck is wrong with you?" I grit, punching her again.
"Nellie, calm down." I hear Arlo behind me as he tries to push past the mess of people i've made.
"What's wrong with you?" Mary squeals.
"Me?" I pull her close so we are face to face and whisper, "What the fuck gave you the right to rape Henry?"
Her eyes turn to ice and i pull back about to throw another swing when Arlo grabs me.
"Let go of me." I hit his chest as he spins me around.
"Take a breathe, Nels."
"You know what the fuck she did to him?"
"Yes but she's already fucking hurt, you will get in a lot more trouble if you keep going."
"I don't care." I fight against him.
"Yes you do,"
I tug at my hair and push past him leaving the bleachers.
How could someone do that to a person? Let alone him.
I go back to Henry.
He's sitting on the bench, shaking, softly crying, staring at the floor.
I take a deep breathe, and slowly walk over.
"Baby, shhh, im here now," I run his cheek.
How could someone do this to my sweet boy. He didn't do anything to deserve this. No one does.
His eyes slowly drift to mine and i sit beside him and wrap my arms around him, his head falls to my neck as he begins to sob.
"Shhh, let it out, im here." I caress his hair.
Different memories and scenarios start flooding my mind, connecting the peices.
The panic attacks, the shakes, the sadness, the anxiety. He won't ever be the same again, but we're gonna help him function and learn to live this way.
His sobs bring tears to my eyes.
"I don't understand," He cries, "Why is she here?"
"I don't know, baby."
He cries and i hold him close, reassuring him i'm here.
But he suddenly sits up straight, wipes his tears, and chews on his bottom lip.
I rub his back softly.
He looks at me, "It's okay, i'm okay. It's my fault, i should've wanted it. You know, it's probably not even ra-."
"Henry, no, you didn't want it, and it's not your fucking fault."
He looks at me softly, "After it happened i had told my friends, and they told me i should've wanted it." Endless tears run down his cheeks.
"Baby, i'm so sorry, you don't deserve any of that." I pull him into my arms again and he sinks into me.
I don't know how long we're in here for, i don't care.
Both his hands end up on my thigh, touching and massaging it anxiously.
"It's safe with me, sweet boy, i won't tell anyone, i promise."
He sobs uncontrollably.
"I don't know why you're so good to me, Nellie, i don't deserve you,"
"It's bare minimum, baby, being nice isn't hard."
"Why do you care about me so much? I'm so broken." He cries.
"Shhhh, baby no, you are not broken. You're hurt, but you're healing, and you're gonna get better."
"You think so?"
"I know so baby."
He takes deep breathes whispering random things to himself. I can't really understand what he's saying or what he's doing.
My minds a blur.
"I wanna go home." Henry whispers.
"Do you want me to take you home?"
"No, no, you stay, i'll call mum."
"I want to take you home, it's okay."
He sits up and stands and nods, wiping his cheeks.
I take his hand in mine and we leave the lockerroom going to my car.
"Do you want me to drive?" He asks.
I shake my head, "You relax,"
On the ride it's mostly quiet, I don't let go of his hand. I just try to comfort him.
I glance at him as he's already looking at me. I smile as he begins to blush.
"Thank you, Nellie, for everything. For being here and listening and helping. I know i'm not easy but, thank you,"
"I wouldn't wanna be with anyone else, i wouldn't wanna help anyone else but you."
He smiles and my smile widens. Seeing him smile fills my soul and makes me so happy.
I think i'm falling in love with him, and there's no way i can stop.
My phone rings with a call from Arlo as soon as we get to Henry's house and walk inside.
I answer the call placing my phone to my ear, "Hi Arlo."
"Did you take my boy?" He huffs.
I smile, "He's my boy."
"Uh no missy, he's my boy."
Henry leads me up to his bedroom where we lay down in bed, cuddling together.
"Arlo, he's my boy."
Henry nuzzles his head into my neck cuddling me tightly.
I run my hands in his hair continuing talking to Arlo as he blabbers.
"Nellie," Henry whispers, "Baby,"
"Yeah?" I run my hand down his back.
"Is it okay if i fall asleep?"
"You don't need to ask, of course, sleep, i'm here."
"Thank yo-."
"NELLIE ARE YOU LISTENING?"
"Yes Arlo," I whisper.
"Why are we whispering," He now also whispers.
"Henry's going to sleep."
"Okay, can you tell him something from me?"
"Yeah, what is it?"
"Tell him that i'm proud of him and i'm here for him."
I whisper into Henry's ear.
"Thank you, Arlo." He whispers.
I tell Arlo before we hang up.
I put my phone away and cuddle up against Henry.
I'm so thankful he trusted me enough to tell me. I'm so thankful for him.
IM GONNA TELL YOU GUYS A FUNNY STORY OKAY HERE
i went horse riding a few weeks ago AND I LOCKED MYSELF OUT THE HOUSE AND I DIDNT BRING MY KEY
so i had to CLIMB OVER THE BACK FENCE AND THEN BREAK INTO MY OWN HOUSE.