Bay's POV
The sun rose and I looked around. Taking a minute to remember what had happened. I was at Emmett's house. Emmett. The guy who saved me from Ty. The guy who knew my secret. As if on cue, Emmett came to the door. He saw me and waved. He signed something. Good morning. I knew that sign. "you too." he went over to his dresser and pulled something out. A clean shirt. He came over and handed it to me. I laughed a little. He sat down next to me and looked at me.
"who knows?"
"just you." I would sign but my arms hurt to bad.
"you can stay here if you want." I understood most of his sign language.
"no, not necessary." I got up to leave and he reached out and touched my arm lightly. I turned around.
"you need to tell your family. He needs to go to jail."
" Emmett. I, can't. I can't even believe it myself. And they won't believe me."
"show them the bruises."
" Emmett- I can't. you can't tell anyone." My talking was short and choppy. I looked at him to make sure he understood. He didn't sign anything. He just looked into my eyes and nodded.
