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Once Gia gave me the address I got in my car and pretty much sped the whole way to pick my poor Stephanie up. It was the most agonizing ten minute drive of my life. I didn't even want to think about what happened to my beautiful, precious niece, but it's all I could think about.
As soon as I got this party, I quickly double parked the car on the street and ran to meet Gia who was waiting for me at the front yard, sitting with Stephanie. She looked so sleepy and pale and as I quickly approached her I saw the dry tear stains on her innocent little face.
As soon as she saw me she turned to Gia "How could you! I told you not to call him!" she started crying again.
"Hey, hey, hey... Steph baby it's okay, I'm not mad... Sh, you're okay now" I went to pull her in a hug and she flinched away from me, something she never did.
"Stephanie, sweetie, what happened?"
Stephanie:
No, no, no! Why did this happen to me? It's all my fault, its what I get for trying to sneak out. Flashes of what just happened keep running through my head and I can feel my hot, salty tears running down my face as I begin to sob.
"Steph please let me help you!" Gia desperately asked me, I just turned away from her. No one can help me. It's too late.
"Oh thank God" I hear Gia mumble. I glance up confused ... and that's when I see him, Uncle Jesse. Oh no, he's going to be so angry at me. He probably hates me. I can't tell him what happened, I just can't, he'll say its all my fault.
I turn to Gia and begin sobbing "How could you! I told you not to call him!" I rest my head in my hands and cry uncontollably.
Uncle Jesse tries to comfort me "Hey, hey, hey... Steph baby it's okay, I'm not mad... Sh, you're okay now" but before I realise what I've done I flinch away from his touch. He seemed to notice...
"Stephanie, sweetie, what happened?" He lifts up my chin.
I look up at his face and more tears spill over my eyes.
"I... I can't tell you" I look down ashamed. "Can we please just go home?" Looking at him I can see his jaw clenching as he grabs my hand and sees the bruise that formed on my wrist.
"Stephanie..." he begins with a new found anger in his voice "Who did this to you? Tell me who did this to you!" he's scaring me and I whimper away from him, backing myself further into the wall. His eyes immediately soften once he realises that he has scared me.
He wipes a tear away from my cheek with his gentle hand. "I'm sorry I scared you, I just can't stand the thought of someone hurting you" He whispers.
Looking down while playing with my fingers I mumble quietly "Can you just take me home?"
He sighs, giving up, at least for now. "Sure angel" ... I'm not an angel, at least not anymore.
Soooo... what do you think? Where should I take this story. Please please please review if you are reading it makes my day! thanks!