Chapter 14

The Sound Of Pain

[Stallone's POV]

"Stallone, why are you here?" Essence's voice was soft and calm.

I look over to Roxy who has the covers covering up her naked body with her head down not daring to look up.

I couldn't speak. I couldn't think. All I could feel was pain. A pain I've never experienced before. Everything from the roots of my hair to the soles of my feet felt pain. I could feel my heart being cut with a knife at the same time being stabbed with a fork. I couldn't cry, it was as if my body was going through so much pain at every tip it forgot where to find tears.

Not Essence. This isn't my Essence. This isn't the Essence I had a crush on 2 years ago. This isn't the Essence I've been in love with for almost 5 months now. This isn't the Essence I planned on making my wife someday. This isn't the Essence I made love to over and over again. This isn't the Essence who promised to never lie to me.

Not Roxy. This isn't my best friend Roxy. This isn't the Roxy I was born into friendship with. This isn't the Roxy that was always there for me when I needed her. This isn't the Roxy I laugh and tell all my secrets to. This isn't the Roxy who always gave me a shoulder to cry on. This isn't the Roxy who would never go behind my back.

"Stallone, I'm sorry. I just, I'm-"

"How long?" I managed to say in a very clear voice.

"Baby listen, I-"

"I said how long!" This time I slapped her door so hard that it felt like I almost broke my own hand.

Essence looked over at Roxy and then looked down as she spoke the truth. "Almost 2 months."

An unknown sound escaped my lips at her words. It was the sound of pain.

I turned on my heel and started running for the door. I could hear her screaming after me which made me run even faster as I ran out of her house and into the dark night. I ran, and ran, and ran to nowhere. I wasn't going home. I had no one to go to. It hurt. It hurts. It's hurting so bad. A pain that is literally killing me. It's eating me from the inside out as I keep running through the cool December night hoping that somehow, someway I would just die and that's exactly what I was going to do. I don't care about life anymore. Life holds nothing for me. My parents hate me, my sister now hates me, I have no friends, I have no one to go to, I have nothing to live for; all those things ran through my mind as I stopped and looked at fast cars pass by on the street. Life would be easier if I didn't have one, was the last thought that ran through my mind before I ran into oncoming traffic without warning.

[Shiloh's POV]

After the nurse took my x-ray she put an arm brace on my arm and took me to a different room where a lady sat with too much perfume on.

"Hey there Shiloh." She gave me a warm smile as I sat down in a chair across from her.

"Hi." I said weakly.

"It's been a tough night right?" The lady said as she leaned over in her chair.

"Um I guess."

"My name is Whitney."

"Okay." I said nonchalantly. I just wanted to go home.

"Do you want to talk to me about what happened to your arm tonight?"

"No I want to go home."

"It's okay to talk to me Shiloh. I'm here to help you."

What the hell is going on?

"Um okay, thanks, but I'm fine. I really just want to go home."

"You stated you and your sister got into a fight, is that true? Or are you just trying to cover something up?"

"What are you trying to say? Yes it's true. She didn't mean to hurt me, I hit her first. Sister's fight all the time, it's no big deal." I stated truthfully.

Whitney looked at me sideways before she continued.

"So where did you get those other bruises?" She pointed at two bruises that were on my arm and one that was on my leg.

Sunshine's rough little brother wanted to rascal over the weekend and he clearly beat me by just kicking me the whole time which left some pretty nasty bruises on my arm and leg.

"I was rough housing with my friends little brother…the boy can really fight I can tell you that much." I stated with a smile as I thought back on how much fun I had over the weekend.

"Is that so?" Whitney said as she lifted a brow

"Yes."

"Shiloh listen, I work with children everyday like you, if your being hurt you don't have to be afraid to tell me. I will help you."

"What are you talking about? I'm not being hurt?"

"Is your mom who brought you hurting you? She seems so ready to get you out of here and home and I'm not believing the stories you are telling me."

"What in the hell is going on? I'm not being hurt! I'm not some little 5 year old helpless child who is being abused by their parents! I get into one little fight with my sister and now all of a sudden the government or whoever you people are think I'm being abused? This is ridiculous. Do you guys do this to every person that walks through that door?"

I could tell Whitney was at a loss for words for a moment. "Thank you Ms. Shiloh. I hope your arm gets better soon." With that she gave me another smile and left the room. On her way out I could hear her talking to somebody saying that I was good to go. I took that as I sign that now she would leave me the hell alone.

How unnecessary was that?

[Jade's POV]

After what seemed like days my wife and Shiloh finally returned home. I looked down at Shiloh's wrist which now wore a violet colored cast.

"I'm so sorry Shiloh." I said to her as I gave her a kiss on her forehead. I glanced at the clock which now read 12:34am. "How about you stay home from school tomorrow and rest up a little bit?" She gave me a nod.

"What happened between you two for her to break your wrist?" I asked as I sat down on the couch.

"It's late and I just want to go to sleep. Please." She looked down and looked as if she was trying to hold back tears.

"Go to sleep sweetie, we'll discuss it tomorrow." Tori said as she rubbed her back. Shiloh nodded once more and took off up the stairs as Tori flopped down on the couch beside me.

"Long night?" I asked her with a lifted brow.

"And getting longer."

I grabbed her hand lifted my arm over her so her head could lay on my chest. "How did they hospital visit go?"

"Can you believe they thought I was the one who broke her arm? And apparently she has a few bruises and they just blamed me for everything, saying I was abusing her and what not." She said as she sighed.

"What? Are you serious?" I laughed.

"It isn't funny! Those people weren't playing."

"How did you get them to back off?" I asked as I ran my fingers through her hair.

She shrugged. "I guess they didn't have enough evidence. It made me sick to think they would even think I would do that to her." She sighed again. "How's Stallone? I heard what she said to you before we left. I hope you didn't hurt her Jade." Her voice now more serious.

"She got what she deserved." Tori instantly sat up to face me.

"What did you do to her Jade?"

"Calm down Tori I barely slapped her. Then I dropped her off in her room."

"Jadeeeee." She wined.

"What?"

"Please stop hitting her I hate when you hit her."

"Then how else will they learn Tori? I'm sorry that I'm not Ms. Sweet Sally Peaches. I discipline my children."

Tori stood up and started to run up the stairs.

"Where are you going?" I yelled to her.

"To check on her."

Tori came back down a few moments later with a lost look on her face.

"Um, I think we have a little problem." She said as she scratched the back of her head.

"What?" I said not even glancing her way.

"She's not in her room."

"Look under the covers, she's in there. She hasn't left. I've been down here the whole time."

"Yeah it's called a fire escape; through the window."

"Are you telling me she stuck through her window?" I stood up this time narrowing my eyes at Tori like it was her fault. She took a step back.

"Yeah I believe so."

I'm definitely going to fuck her up now.

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