I woke up a lot more comfortable than when I fell asleep. I vaguely remember Marco half dragging me up the stairs to his bedroom. Images of my mother beaten and bloody had plagued my dreams throughout the night. I felt Marco breathing steadily beneath me. I snuggled into his chest and whimpered. He must not have been sleeping deeply because the soft sound woke him. I felt his arms wrap around me and hold me tight.
I sighed, "What am I gonna do Marco?" I asked him softly. His arms tightened around me.
"We'll get through it, together. You will not have to do this alone Jean I promise." I nodded and we stayed that way until his mother knocked on the door several minutes later.
She poked her head into the door, "Boys I have breakfast ready." she said simply and then walked out. Marco sat up but kept a hold on me, his arm wrapped tightly around my waist. "You should eat something, even if it's just toast." I nodded again and followed him down the stairs to the table. I sat next to him and noticed the rest of the family was gone. His sister was probably in the living room and his father at work. Mrs. Bodt walked into the room holding two bowls of oatmeal, she set them down in front of us. "Thank you." I said. She pat my back. "You're welcome dear. I know you're probably not hungry, but try to eat, keep your strength." with that she walked out of the room, leaving me and Marco to eat in silence.
"I need to get my car," I said quietly, "And go back to the house to situate things." the doors were probably unlocked and I probably had quite a bit to clean too. Marco nodded and took my hand, "I'll go with you."
After breakfast Marco and I walked to the hospital to get my car. When we got in I turned the heater up and drove to my house. The doors were sealed with that yellow police tape and there were still a few police cars around. I got out and walked up to the front door only to be stopped by an officer. "Can I help you? He asked.
"Uh yeah this is my house," before I could finish he spoke.
"I can get you some clothes but for the time being this is a crime scene so you can't stay here." This officer wasn't nearly as nice as the man who helped me last night. I nodded my consent and the man walked into my house. Marco had gotten out of the car with me and he grabbed my hand, "You can stay with us for as long as you want."
He pulled me into a hug, "Thank you." Marco just nodded and held me. A few minutes later the officer walked out with a bag of my clothes and other necessities. He saw Marco holding and sneered. "Here." he shoved the bag my way and I barely had time to grab it before it fell. "Now get out of here." I glared at the officer and went to say something to him, but Marco grabbed my arm and hauled me to the car. "Fucking asshole." I seethed.
"Just ignore him Jean." Marco soothed, "He's not worth it." I opened the trunk and threw my stuff in, slamming it shut. I walked back to the driver's side and plopped into my seat. We sat there for a minute, "What do we do now?" I asked. It was too late to go to school and I didn't feel like it anyway. I'll have to see when I can do my mom's funeral, they'd probably want to do an autopsy or something.
Marco looked at me, "Let's go home Jean."
"'kay." I drove us back to Marco's house and he pulled my stuff out of the trunk. We walked to the front door and sought out Mrs. Bodt. We found her in the kitchen and Marco walked in, still holding my bag of clothes, "Mom Jean needs a place to stay-"
"Oh honey, stay here as long as you need to." She walked to me and hugged me. I wrapped both my arms around her, "Thank you." my voice cracked and I couldn't stop the flow of tears. I would never be able to hold my mother like this again. I sniffled and pulled away slightly, "S-sorry."
"Don't be honey it's alright." I gave her a watery smile and walked up the stairs with Marco. He held my hand the entire time and when we got to his room he set my stuff down and pulled me over to the bed. I sat down and he pulled me down to lay next to him, my head on his chest. I grabbed hold of his sweater and cried into his chest. Marco just pat my back and whispered to me how we were going to get through this. I eventually cried myself to sleep in my boyfriend's arms.
I am sorry this isn't very long! Please don't hate for making you wait so long for a shitty update, I'll do better next time