A/N- So how did you guys like chapter 3? I didn't want to get into too much detail, but I wanted you to get the idea. This chapter is in Alec's point of view! Enjoy!
Chapter 4: I'll kill him
Alec's POV
Last night had been one of the best in a long time. Britt's family sure does know how to make someone feel welcome. Britt's mom gave us some groceries, which was nice. I just feel bad. I left my sister home alone on New Years with our mother and a new guy. What kind of brother am I? The bad kind I believe.
I walked in quietly, it was only 6. We were told we had school today, but since Britt's mom is superintendant, she decided to let us have our new years off. I use the key, turning it ever so quietly. Once I was in I set the groceries on the counter. It wasn't much, but enough to last awhile for Jane and I. I started for the stairs, hearing loud snores. My conclusion was that my mother just recently got diagnosed with sleep apnea, or the new guy stayed. I was hoping my mother had been diagnosed with sleep apnea. Turns out, it doesn't matter what I wish, it always turns out the opposite.
I headed up the stairs quietly. Jane would be sleeping, and I was really tired. The stairs creaked anyway.
"Who's…who's who's there?" I heard my sister cry out.
"It's just me Jane" I say walking faster up.
She was by her window, curled up in a blanket, back facing me.
"Jane, what are you still doing up?" I asked.
She lookes back at me, and started crying.
Her face. Her face had been taken up by a hand print, black and blue.
" happened to you?" I basically yelled at her.
Running over to her she just looked at me.
"Jane?" I asked.
"Alec just...just" she cried.
I knelt down and wrapped her in my arms. She cried in to me.
"You have to tell me what happened" I said, trying to calm down.
"Uh, well, Ray" she said and started crying again.
"He did this? Did he…did he...uh" I stuttered and began to cry a little myself.
She nodded and buried her face in my shirt.
"I'll kill him" I said starting to get up.
"No No please Alec don't, no one needs to know, don't leave me please" she begged.
I sat there. Picturing every way humanly possible of ways to kill the bastard.
"It's all my fault" I whispered.
"No" she said. She started calming down, just holding on to me.
"Don't tell" she said looking up to me.
I closed my eyes. Thanks Ray. You just had to leave a little reminder on her face on how bad a fucking brother I am.
"Whatever you want" I said looking down at her.
"It'll be okay" I say rubbing her arms.
"I promise"
We sat in silence. No more words, words wouldn't help, not anymore. She had stopped crying and was just sitting in my lap holding on tight to me. After a while we heard the truck pull out. The house was now empty.
"I'm going to fix us some food" I say lifting her up.
"I'm not hungry" she said wiping her eyes.
"Neither am I but we have to eat" I said grabbing her hand, kissing it.
I held her hand all the way downstairs, checking my mom's room to make sure they both left. Thank goodness they did.
I opened the new bread and made us a peanut butter sandwich. She stared down at her arms and legs.
"How did it happen?" I asked.
"She looked up, then back down before she said.
"After the ball dropped."
"Didn't mom hear?" I asked.
"She was knocked out" she said.
"Where did it happen?" I asked.
"The attic" she said taking a small bite of her sandwich.
"How did he…"
"Can we just not talk about it" she interrupted.
"Jane I want to know" I urged.
"You really want to know Alec, well here you go" she said lifting her shirt to show her stomach. There were hickeys and bruises all over.
"And on my legs, arms" she said.
"He had me on the wall, and then he shoved me to the bed, tied my hands to the headboard and shoved a sock that was on the floor in my mouth so that no one could hear me scream for help… I screamed and screamed and no one came, do you know what that's like? No you don't because your perfect." She said raising her voice and soon enough she was up pointing her finger at me.
"I, I, I I I'm sorry" I said bowing my head.
"Yeah well I'm sorry to, a sorry excuse for a human being" she yelled and ran upstairs.
"Jane, I" I began.
"What have I done" I whispered to myself, lying my head in my hands.
I cried. I cried because I let her down, I wasn't here when she needed me most, but you best believe I would be there from now on. Whenever she needed me.
I could kill him. Murder wouldn't look good on a football scholarship. It was worth the risk.
A/N –So what do you think? Alec is my favorite character. I love his compassion. I hate it when storys make Alec out to be a bad guy. I always think of him as good. But as you see he is feeling guilty, and you never know what could happen?