Here it is, Chapter 12. It's a bit dark, hop. You like it!
"-Joshua is your brother?" Jonathon asked, still very confused.
"He was my brother... He- died." She looked down at her hands, tears threatening.
Jonathon gently lifted her chin. She looked into his eyes. And he hushed, "hey, it's ok, you don't have to tell me."
"I know, but I want to... I feel... I feel like I can trust you... Can I? Trust you?" She inquired softly, her eyes watery.
The edge of his lip curved up; no one had ever trusted him before. He slowly leaned forward and answered her question by brushing his lips against hers.
She smiled weakly and took a deep breath, readying herself. Finally she spoke. "Okay... My father always beat my mum - still does actually. Joshua would always look after me. He would tell me he'd protect me and he did. It was winter andwe don't have a heating system; I was nine and Josh was night was the first night my father ever hit me. Joshua saw what happened and started screaming at him saying 'if you ever touch her again I'll kill you!' He just laughed at him... He beat him to a bloody pulp that night and to add onto it he took away his bedding, blankets, pillows, mattress, everything! It was freezing that night, so - after hours of nagging him - I finally got him to share my bed. I woke up the next morning and he was on the ground shivering. He said... He said he didn't want to take up space. The next night was the same; I nagged him for hours until he finally gave in and agreed to share my bed. That night the temp dropped below 10C. That next morning..." A tear rolled down her cheek, Jonathon reached up and wiped it away, the warmth of his hand gave her the strength to keep going. "... The next morning I woke up to find him on the ground again, except he wasn't shivering; he wasn't moving at all. He was extremely pale, his lips, fingers and toes were all blue. I went to wake him up but he was freezing cold. I knew something was wrong so I went and got our parents. M-my father said," Emelina's voices was shaking, "'he's just fucking around!' He pulled him up by his shirt and started punching him, yelling 'get up! Get up you lazy bastard!' After the seventh hit he relished Josh wasn't waking up." Her voice began to rise in anger. "He beat my brother's dead corpse! He's the reason Joshua is dead!" She fell silent for a moment, her voice full of despair, "He's the reason I spend every day of my life in fear."
She sat in silence, staring off; tears didn't threaten to fall, nothing in her eyes. He sat there taking in everything she just told him he then reached out and gently pulled her to his chest, she leaned into him, burying her face into his chest. They fit together like a key and lock. She inhaled his heavenly freshly cut grass scent, a single tear rolled down her face, dampening his shirt.
They ended up falling asleep in each other's embrace, just like the first night they slept together; her head on his shoulder and hand resting on his hard yet soft chest. She was enclosed in his strong yet loose arms. They slept silently that night, not peacefully but silently, comforted by each other's warmth.
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