Tales From Another Broken Home, chapter 6
The next few days were a complete blur. I spent all the time with Cassidy, at Tre's house. Infact, I'm with her right now.
"Again, I'm so sorry for everything. I didnt mean to bring you into this-" I say. She cuts me off.
"Billie Joe. None of this is your fault. Stop blaming yourself. And please stop talking about it. I don't want to think about it." I look at her. Her eyes fill up with tears, and that sadness that has been there ever since the incident.
"Baby. I'm sorry. I won't talk about it again. I promise. I love you" I wrap my arms gently around her.
"I love you too." We sit there for a while, just holding each other. God I love this girl.
I think about my house, and how my mom is handling Brad. Does he know that she knows where I am? Is he harming her? Is everything ok? I decide to go down the Rods Hickory Pit to check up on this.
"Hunny, I'm going to see my mom. Want to come?" I ask
"Well sure. I'll come" She stands up. She hasn't been outside in days, she's been sleeping here at Tre's, too afraid to go outside, incase he finds her again.
"Mike, Tre, I need a ride from someone" I say to the two that fell asleep while watching tv. They are such good friends. They both wake up and volunteer to come. Gotta love em.
As we pull into the parking lot I notice Cassidy, sitting there shaking. I wrap my arm around her.
"Baby, what's wrong?" I ask. Then I see what she's looking at. Its Brad's car.
"Mike, pull up around about. We will go threw the back door. It will be ok!" I reasure Cassidy. Mike does just as I say. We get out. I wrap my arms around Cassidy. Mike walks in first, then me and Cassidy, then Tre.
No one expected to see what we were going to see.
At first we hear a panicing yet quiet moan. Mike stops and pushes us back. I look around the corner and see my mom, with Brad. He has a knife up to her neck.
"Where the fuck is she?" He whispers
"I--i--d-dunn--o" my mom manges to make out.
Brad puts the knife in a little, just enough so she bleeds slightly. The guys know what I'm going to do so they pull me back and cover my mouth.
"I said where the fuck is he?!" now getting a little louder.
I try to run at him, but the guys drag me out, without letting me yell or anything.
"Again, I'm so sorry for everything. I didnt mean to bring you into this-" I say. She cuts me off.
"Billie Joe. None of this is your fault. Stop blaming yourself. And please stop talking about it. I don't want to think about it." I look at her. Her eyes fill up with tears, and that sadness that has been there ever since the incident.
"Baby. I'm sorry. I won't talk about it again. I promise. I love you" I wrap my arms gently around her.
"I love you too." We sit there for a while, just holding each other. God I love this girl.
I think about my house, and how my mom is handling Brad. Does he know that she knows where I am? Is he harming her? Is everything ok? I decide to go down the Rods Hickory Pit to check up on this.
"Hunny, I'm going to see my mom. Want to come?" I ask
"Well sure. I'll come" She stands up. She hasn't been outside in days, she's been sleeping here at Tre's, too afraid to go outside, incase he finds her again.
"Mike, Tre, I need a ride from someone" I say to the two that fell asleep while watching tv. They are such good friends. They both wake up and volunteer to come. Gotta love em.
As we pull into the parking lot I notice Cassidy, sitting there shaking. I wrap my arm around her.
"Baby, what's wrong?" I ask. Then I see what she's looking at. Its Brad's car.
"Mike, pull up around about. We will go threw the back door. It will be ok!" I reasure Cassidy. Mike does just as I say. We get out. I wrap my arms around Cassidy. Mike walks in first, then me and Cassidy, then Tre.
No one expected to see what we were going to see.
At first we hear a panicing yet quiet moan. Mike stops and pushes us back. I look around the corner and see my mom, with Brad. He has a knife up to her neck.
"Where the fuck is she?" He whispers
"I--i--d-dunn--o" my mom manges to make out.
Brad puts the knife in a little, just enough so she bleeds slightly. The guys know what I'm going to do so they pull me back and cover my mouth.
"I said where the fuck is he?!" now getting a little louder.
I try to run at him, but the guys drag me out, without letting me yell or anything.
