Chapter 18: The Blue-Eyed Voice
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Hello loveys!
The next two chapters will be of Brendan showing up at Ian's. This one is Jolie's POV, next chapter will be Greyson's POV.
I dislike chapters that go back and forth, so that's why I'm doing it this way. So, this chapter is a little short. But, guess what? That means next chapter is right around the corner;)
I also wanted to mention, I didn't plan on this story to be about sexual assault, it just sorta lead me that way for some reason. So, if I'm not getting it right. Please let me know!
Thanks so all the support xox
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"Holy shitfire!"
"You already said that, Jols!"
I glared at him, giving him an evil eye.
"Well, it needed to be said again, don't you think?"
The banging on the door continued. I sigh,
"Geez, does he think that banging will actually get the door opened sooner?"
"Jols, he's a pedophile. He has no brain!"
I shrugged my shoulders.
"You're probably right."
I really had the worst luck. I'm not sure why I actually thought I would be spared seeing Brendan until the holidays, or at least. Ian wouldn't.
There's no way Ian is not going to confront Brendan. It is too soon after learning about it. I know that if it was reversed, I couldn't, so I can't expect Ian. At least, no one else is here. We can still keep it a secret.
Facing Brendan, with him trying to pretend he's the caring big brother, it was going to be a
disaster. Lord, just, please let it be a verbal fight and no bloodshed.
I felt Ian grab my hands, I guess my panic was written on my face.
As Ian holds my hand, he looks into my eyes. I hear him softly tell me,
"He's not going away, you know. He will probably break the door down soon. We can't avoid this, Jols."
I nod my head . I whisper,
"I know."
He hugs me tightly,
"Your're not alone anymore. Stay by my side, everything will be fine. I will not let him hurt you. You trust me, don't you?"
"You know I do, Ian. I know you promised me..."
"I swear if I didn't love you, I would kick your ass. Stop f'ing worrying about that dick's ass!"
I smile shaking my head, which didn't help Ian's temper much.
"I wasn't going to remind you, not to hit him, though you did promise. Stop, just listen. I had your promise not to confront him. That's what I wanted to release you from."
His face was priceless. You would have thought I just told him that he won a billion dollars. I rolled my eyes at him.
"I will release you of that. However, this is your only chance. So, get out whatever you want to tell him now. After tonight, I don't want the issue brought up anymore. Agreed?"
My answer was a breath-taking hug and a kiss on the cheek. I smiled and kissed him back. I had just noticed the banging had gotten much louder. I guess we were too focused on our conversation.
Ian was right. The pedophile was going to break the door down at the rate he was pounding at it.
Ian finally yells out,
"STOP BANGING, YOU PRICK!"
Then, I heard his voice...
"IAN WHAT IS YOUR PROBLEM? IT'S BRENDAN! I NEED TO SEE JOLIE!"
God, his voice, I've heard it all my life. Now, it suddenly makes me sick. I get cold chills. It's hard to breath. I know my face is turning ghostly white.
I feel hands on me. I can't stop myself from screaming.
"Jolie, it's me, Ian. Shit, Jols look at me, it's Ian!"
I relax. It's only Ian's hands. Part of me knew that, but his voice. Hearing it is crippling me. It's the flashbacks, the smell of him, those hands, all over me. I lose focus. Everything gets blurry. The room is spinning. I'm going to throw up. Why is his voice doing this to me?
I whisper,
"I'm going to get sick."
Ian rushes me to the bathroom. I hear him yelling at Brendan between the door, but I can't understand. Every time, I hear Brendan's voice ,my focus gets worse. I feel Ian rubbing my back. He's telling me it's going to be ok. Can I believe him? I want to, but shit this skin-crawling feeling all over me is too overwhelming.
I lean back, there is nothing left to throw up.
"Shit Jolie! Don't you pass out on me. I wish that boyfriend of yours would get
here. I could use some help!"
I heard Ian mumbling. It seems to far away to understand. Did he leave me. I start to panic. The spinning increases.
I feel someone shake me, oh thank god. He didn't leave me. I reach out and grab a hold of him, fearful he will disappear.
"Jols, I won't leave you, but I need.."
I scream,
"NO IAN, NO BUT YOU CAN'T LEAVE ME!"
I hear him curse,
"It's ok. I promise I won't leave. I was just trying.. Oh hell!"
I start to relax, only to hear his voice again. I can't take it. He is yelling my name. I start shivering. My whole body feels ice cold, Ian notices. Does he know it's his voice that I can't handle? Please, get it to stop.
Ian yells,
"BRENDAN SHUT YOUR GD MOUTH!"
I'm still shivering. However, my spinning is not as bad. I keep fighting through it, reminding myself. I won't be raped today, not today. You only worry about today, never focus on the future just today. Ian is with me today. I am safe, today. Calm down, it will go away.
The shivering gets better, but then there's a huge crash.
Ian slams the bathroom door. He left me! Oh shit, he left me! Why did he leave me? I start to hyperventilate.
I hear Ian say he is right by me, that he didn't leave me, but I can't see him. It's just getting dark.
There's more crashes, shuffling. People are yelling, but it's not Ian or Brendan's voices. It's making my head more fuzzy. Why can't I see?
Someone is shaking me. God thank you! Ian didn't leave me after all. How's, there're more voices. I hear all kinds of noises. The house feels like it's shaking. I hear Ian again, but it's not beside me. He sounds worried, or god does he sound scared? Someone is yelling in my face. They sound frantic. They are shaking me. It's not Ian, but I don't feel my skin crawling. It has to be Ian. But the touch is different.
Suddenly there's shuffling again, I feel like more than one person around me. Oh shit, no! I start screaming, trying to get away. I will not let it happen again! No, I can't! I'm crying. I can't stop. I hear Ian telling me to calm down that Brendan is not touching me. But, I can't stop screaming and crying.
"Jolie! Listen to me. Hear my voice, Jolie, I'm here. I have you."
I immediately stop. I know that voice. It sounds familiar. It sounds like heaven. Maybe I'm finally dying, if I die, I won't have to be raped again. Oh shit, I'm going to get sick again.
I barely have a voice,
"Ian..sick..help!"
Something is shoved in front of me. I can't stop puking. I swear where is all this throw up coming from. Ian?
That voice, that beautiful voice. I just start focusing on that voice. I can't remember who it is. Even so, he is safe. I know with all my heart. I can trust that voice. I fight to open my eyes. I see clear blue eyes. They are gorgeous, so intense. It eyes of love, how I do I know those eyes?
I start to lose focus again, because I hear his voice again. It crawls up my skin.
I scream,
"STOP! MAKE IT STOP! PLEASE OH GOD I CAN'T HANDLE HIS VOICE!"
I hear noises. Things are breaking. So many voices, but not his voice. His voice is finally gone. It stopped.
I whisper.
"Thank you!"
The screaming drained all my energy. The spinning increases, I'm shivering, and freezing cold. Someone is shaking me again. I hear that beautiful voice, it gives me the strength. I push out of Ian's arm, that was a mistake.
The blackness takes over forcefully . The shaking won't help this time. There's no more of that horrid yelling of my name. However, the blackness has taken over. I can still hear, but it's impossible to open my eyes.
I hear the beautiful voice pleading with me. I wish I could help him, who is it? God it sounds so sexy, but my body is exhausted. I just want to sleep. Just, for a few minutes.
Then I will open my eyes again to see those clear blue eyes with a voice from heaven. Just as everything starts to turn completely black I hear myself speak. It's weak and sounds hoarse. Nevertheless, I hear myself as I reach my weak arm up to touch that face with the beautiful eyes.
"Don't leave me."
Everything was black. I feel like I'm flying. I think I hear the blue-eyed voice tell him, he will never leave me. I strain to listen, all I hear silence.
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Well, this chap, ended up a little longer than I thought it would, but anyways.
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