A wish episode 7

🌼A Wish🌼
Written by Divine Peter

Chapter 7

Xavier pov

I stared blankly at Damon as he kept on blabbering annoying, silly things out of his mouth.

“Can you shut up?” I asked, feeling a bit annoyed.

“That’s not a very nice thing to say to your brother, meanie!” He crossed his arms.

I rolled my eyes at his childish behaviour. “You are so annoying.” He huffed and stomped up to his room, slamming it behind him. I sighed, resting my elbow against the edge of the sofa as I thought about today’s earlier events. I didn’t want to let Brielle go back to that house where she feels scared and insecure, all because of an excuse of a lame step-father. When she first bumped into me at the school hallway, I couldn’t help but stare at her beautiful blue eyes, which seems to make her flawless features more beautiful. It hurts me whenever she flinches and looks scared of me. I hate seeing that look of fear when she stares at me. I hated the way she just allowed that Zayn guy order her around like she is some kind of lowlife. Even though Brielle doesn’t say, I know that she needs help and I will do all I can to protect her. Even though I met her yesterday, yet I feel so drawn to her, all I want to do is protect and make her feel happy. Just the thought of how her step-father hurts her is enough to make me see red. If I ever get my hands on that assh-le of a father am going to make sure to beat him up so much that he won’t recognize himself. Brielle is so much different from any of the girls i’ve met, she doesn’t flirt or trys to get attention from me and my brothers, she’s kind, a little sassy and her smile is so beautiful and contagious.

I was snapped back to reality when I heard my phone ring, vibrating loudly. Seeing the caller Id was Brielle, I immediately picked it up and placed my phone close to my ear.

“Hello Brielle?”

“Xavier.” She whispered, her voice sounding frightned.

“Brielle what’s wrong? Are you alright?” I was scared, thinking that her step-father has hurt her again.”

“Please help me.” Her voice cracked and I heard her sniff.

“Open the door bitch!” A man voice yelled in the background and I could hear banging. “I paid $2000 for this and am not going to let it go to waste!” $2000 for what? Oh no, I hope its not what am thinking. Just the thought of it makes me feel disgusted.

“F-ck!” I got up, kicking hærd against a table. “Brielle I need you to hide the guys and I are coming over. Okay?”

“Okay.” She hung up. I grabbed my car keys and yelled for Damon and Alex and they immediately came, running down the stairs.

“What’s wrong?” Alex asked in a scared voice.

“Brielle’s in trouble.” Was my reply before rushing outside, with Damon and Alex running to catch up with me. As we were all settled in my car, I drove off, not caring if I was driving pass speed limit.

♣Brielle’s pov

I whimpered when Richærd kept on yelling for me to open the door. I let out a breath and curled up into a ball, pulling my knees close to my chest, silently praying that everything should be alright. I heard voices coming from outside of my room door, they were muffled but I could still make a bit of what they are saying.

“Why all the yelling?” I heard Liam ask in a bored tone.

“It seems the bitch heard everything we were discussing about so she ran to her room, and locked the door.” Richærd spat.

“Here’s an extra key to open the door, have fun and go easy on her.” My heart stopped pounding. At first all I felt was confusion, then anger. I was angry at the man who I worked endlessly for, who I once loved and considered my dad, who I always obeyed and respected just so that he could love me like his own daughter. I’m more angry at myself for thinking Liam will change, I should have just followed the stars, it might had led me to my real parents. Being thrown into foster care is way better than this. My breath hitched in my throat when I heard the click sound from the door, as it slowly opened. From the small opening in the wardrobe, I saw Richærd walk in,side my room, closing the door behind him.

“Brielle, where are you hiding?” Richærd demanded in a sick twisted voice. “Come out now and I promise not to hurt you.

You’re promising not to hurt me and you want my V-rginity? What kind of sick and twisted pedophile is this?

My heartbeat raced as he stalked closer to the closet, tilting his head to the side. The he grinned, a mischievious grin. In a swift motion Richærd opened the wardrobe.

“There you are bitch.” He sneered. I cried out in pain as he grabbed a fistful of my hair, and pulled me out of the wardrobe.

“Let me go you stupid pedophile!” I yelled, using my leg to kick him in the shin. Richærd hand loosened on my hair as he let out a gro-n. I punched Richærd in the nose with all my strenght only to hear a crack, but the crack wasn’t from Richærd nose, it was from my middle finger which was terribly throbbing.

“Holy crap! Its hurts so fudging much!” I cried, gently holding finger. “Dude how hærd is your nose!”

“You’re going to regret that bitch.” Richærd snarled before he lunged at me, punching me in the rib. I fell on the cold floor, clutching my torso.

“Now let’s have some fun.” He whispered, tracing sloppy disgusting k-sses on my cheek. Ewww!

I couldn’t move cause Richærd had a death grip on both my wrist. I spat on Richærd face, staring at him with anger and disgust. He laughed maniaclly and wiped his face with his sleeve. “Oh Brielle, you’re going to regret ever doing that.”

He raised his hand to hit me and I just closed my eyes, waiting to feel the painful punches. Richærd punched my cheek, stomach, jaw and rib. I layed on the floor, limp, helpless, not having anymore strenght in me. With a blurry vision, I watched as Richærd used to finger to stroke my cheek and jaw, down to my collarbone. He leaned forward and all I could do is watch, with black dots clouding my vision. His weight that was pressed on me was suddenly ripped off me.

“You sick bastard!” Someone yelled, I recognized the voice to belong to Damon. Punches and bone making sickening cracks was all I heard.

“Brielle.” Someone whispered. Thinking it was Richærd, I whimpered, trying to crawl backwards but the person placed a firm yet gentle grip on my shoulder.

“Brielle its me Xavier.” He said in a soft voice.

“Xavier?” I croaked out, feeling so weak and helpless.

“Yes Brielle its me, am right here.” He whispered. I felt Xavier place an arm around my shoulder, the other was under my knees as he scooped me up in his arms. I felt safe and protected in his arms, feeling the warmth radiate off his body.

“Thank you Xavier.” I whispered, my eyes closing as I drifted off into the black abyss.

~*~*~

My eyes fluttered open and I stirred, rubbing my eyes due to the bright light. I slowly sat up and glanced around. I thought I will wake up on the cold hærd floor or my small bed. What I didn’t expect is to see myself on a grand king sized bed in a beautiful and spacious room. I looked down at my body only to let out a small gasp. I was in a white t shirt and black leggings, different from what I wore today. Oh my God who on earth changed me. Is it Alex, or Damon? Oh Please don’t let it be Xavier. I heaved a sigh of relief when I saw that I was still in my innerwears and not a different one. My middle finger was bandaged, cuts and bruises were clean. I got up from the bed and walked out of the room, heading downstairs to the living room.

The guys were all seated on a couch, watching a movie. I cleared my throat to make my presence known to them. Their heads snapped towards me, and they immediately spranged from the couch they were seated on and came rushing to me, bombarding me with questions.

“Are you hurt?”

“Are you hungry?”

“Does any parts in your body hurts?”

“Should we take you to the hospital?”

“Guys am fine.” I chuckled, smiling a bit. It warms my heart that they cared. The trio simultaneously let out a sigh of relief when I said that.

“Am sorry for not arriving there on time.” Xavier said. “Seeing that guy hit you like that was so..” He balled up his fist, letting out a frustrated sigh while running his fingers through his already messy hair. I held his hand, smiling at him. “Its not your fault and am very thankful that you arrived there on time or else he would’ve taken advantage of me.” Xavier smiled back, his eyes looking down at my finger.

“How did you even get a sprained finger?”

“Oh I punched Richærd in the nose.”

“And?” Damon smirked.

“And I got hurt.” I admitted sheepishly, they all chuckled. We walked to the couch and sat down. “So what did you three do to Liam and Richærd?”

“Alex and Xavier beat the shit out of Liam while I dealt with Richærd.” Damon replied, his l-ips curled up into a smirk. “And no need to worry about them. They’re both in prison.”

I smiled at the three. “Thank you.”

“No need to thank us Brielle we will never let anyone hurt you again.” Alex said softly.

“So.” I stood up and placed both my hands on my h¡p, glaring at the trio who just stared at me with confused expressions.

“Which one of you changed me into this.” I gestured down to the clothes. Their faces went red, and Alex started blubbering.

“You were so bruised and we didn’t want you to get mad if one of use changed you, so Xavier called a nurse. She was the one who treated your bruises and changed your clothes.”

“Aww.” I gushed. “That’s so thoughtful of you guys, but where am I gonna live now!”

Xavier snorted. “Are you seriously asking us that? Under no circ-mstances will you ever go back to that house. “You’ll be staying with us.” His tone was blunt, like it is’nt going to be a big deal for me staying with three teenage boys.

“But my things are still over there!” I argued.

“We saw them, they’re in your new room.” Damon stated.

“Wait! My new room?” I exclaimed.

“Yeah, the room you woke up in, that’s your new room.” Alex said, smiling. I cant believe this, they saved me, packed my things and are telling me to live with them. They act like am not going to be a handfull or burden to them. Xavier, Damon and Alex all care about me, for once I felt really safe and happy, my wish came true. I’m never going back to that house again, am not going to be with Liam anymore, he cant hurt me anymore cause he’s spending his time in prison. I am free, no more bondage and abuse, am finally happy. I can now live a nornal teenage life, after nine years of suffering am finally free and can live life to its fullest. Just the thought of it brought tears to my eyes.

“Shit! Alex you made her cry!”

“What? I didn’t even say anything bad!” Damon and Alex kept on bickering while Xavier just ignored them and stared at me.

“Why are you crying?”

“Its just that.” I sniffled. “Nobody has ever cared this deeply for me. You guys didn’t look at me with disgust, you looked at me with care and admiration and am thankful for that. Thank you guys so much!”

“Don’t cry sweetie.” Damon cooed. “Hug?” I just nodded and smiled. Damon wrapped his arms around me, Alex and Xavier soon joined and it became a group hug with me and the three brothers I knew and trust with all my heart.

“Don’t worry Brielle.” Xavier whispered in my ear. “I promise to always protect you, trust me.” He placed his l-ips on my temple sending tingles and sparks all over my body.

After we pulled back Damon immediately yelled. “Movie time!” I chuckled as he dragged me to the movie room. Alex volunteered to bring popcorn and drinks while Xavier brought different types of netflix CDs. We had to vote on what movie we’re going to watch, I choosed a high school fiction while the boys choosed horror. The three voted on ‘Annabelle’ and to tell you the truth, it was really creepy. Damon teased me whenever I scre-med.

A yawn escaped my l-ips, even when the movie has not yet ended. Xavier glanced at me. “You tired?” I nodded, yawning again.

“Here.” He patted his lap. “Sleep on my lap.” I didn’t refuse, I lay my head on his lap, feeling Xavier hand gently stroke my hair.

“Good night Brielle.” Xavier whispered, before I fell into a deep dreamless slumber.

A/N How was this chapter?

I’ll work on the draft this night so I can post for you guys tommorow.