Disclaimer: I don't own anyone famous. I only own Heather and Brad.
Denise is really Jason "Christian's" wife. Please don't sue because you
won't get much.
A/N: I'm sorry for the long delay. I've been so busy with work and trying to go back to school so I've been neglecting some things such as this story and my other story as well. I'm going to be posting an announcement as far as my other story "Why" is concerned. If you've been reading that story please read the announcement.
Chapter 5
The Fight
The next morning, I woke to find someone's arms around me, of course this freaked me out and I started punching them. When their hands finally grabbed ahold of mine to keep me from punching them I started screaming. "Let go of me. I'm sorry, I'm sorry." I cried, when I heard my door fly open and Jay and Jeff both yelling my name. "Heather, sweetie wake up." Jeff said, while he rubbed my back. "Angel, what's wrong?" Jay asked, wrapping his arms around me. "Brad was here, and he had his arms wrapped around me and he wouldn't let me go." I said, while the tears kept falling. "Angel, he's not here. I promise you, that asshole is never going to come here again." Jay vowed, with the most serious look I've ever seen on his face. "Heath, it was me holding you. You started crying in your sleep, so I put my arms around you to let you know I was here." Jeff said. "Oh my God, Jeff I'm so sorry. I didn't mean to hit you, I thought Brad snuck in..." I started, when Jeff interrupted me. "Sweetie, I understand. You don't have to apologize." Jeff said, while rubbing circles on my back.
"Angel, I know you probably don't want to hear this, but have you ever considered counseling?" Jay asked. I'm not really sure why I did this, but I just exploded. "You want me to see a counselor Jay?!" I screamed at him. "What would make you think I need to see a counselor? I guess you're saying that you can't handle having someone live with you that's been beaten and forced to do things no woman should ever have to do." I yelled, the tears flowing down my face. "Angel, first of all, I didn't mean to upset you, I just figured it would help you to not have me blow up everytime you said something that bastard did to you. Second, what do you mean you were forced to do things no woman should ever have to do?" Jay asked me. "Why should I tell you? So you can blow up and cause a scene. Well let me tell you something Jason, I won't bother you with my problem, and I sure as hell won't be talking to some fucking stranger about this either. So if both of you will be so kind as to leave me the hell alone, I don't want to speak to either of you right now." I finished, turning my back on both Jay and Jeff, as they silently walked out of my room.
By the time I had cooled off, I had two suitcases and a big gym bag packed with my stuff. I decided I was going to sit down and write Denise a note before I left, at this point I didn't even want to put my brother's name on that letter.
'Dear Neese,~ I just wanted to thank you for letting me stay here with you for these last few months. As much as I enjoy being here, it was made clear this morning that some people can't handle me and my problems. I want to apologize for Brad showing up here last night, I'm not even sure how he got this address. I'm not going to tell you where I'm going because 1.) Jay will bug you till you crack, and I don't want to speak to him at the moment and 2.) I'm not sure where I'm going. I will call and let you know I'm okay but that's about it. If you're still not sure as to why I'm gone, ask you husband.
Love, Heather :)
With that, I sealed the letter, left it on the coffee table and walked out the door.
A/N 2: I know that this wasn't much of a chapter, but I am working on the next one and already have most of it written. It's just the finding of time to get it typed and post it. Please leave a review good or bad and leave some ideas for future chapters. If I use your idea, I'll credit you for it.
A/N: I'm sorry for the long delay. I've been so busy with work and trying to go back to school so I've been neglecting some things such as this story and my other story as well. I'm going to be posting an announcement as far as my other story "Why" is concerned. If you've been reading that story please read the announcement.
Chapter 5
The Fight
The next morning, I woke to find someone's arms around me, of course this freaked me out and I started punching them. When their hands finally grabbed ahold of mine to keep me from punching them I started screaming. "Let go of me. I'm sorry, I'm sorry." I cried, when I heard my door fly open and Jay and Jeff both yelling my name. "Heather, sweetie wake up." Jeff said, while he rubbed my back. "Angel, what's wrong?" Jay asked, wrapping his arms around me. "Brad was here, and he had his arms wrapped around me and he wouldn't let me go." I said, while the tears kept falling. "Angel, he's not here. I promise you, that asshole is never going to come here again." Jay vowed, with the most serious look I've ever seen on his face. "Heath, it was me holding you. You started crying in your sleep, so I put my arms around you to let you know I was here." Jeff said. "Oh my God, Jeff I'm so sorry. I didn't mean to hit you, I thought Brad snuck in..." I started, when Jeff interrupted me. "Sweetie, I understand. You don't have to apologize." Jeff said, while rubbing circles on my back.
"Angel, I know you probably don't want to hear this, but have you ever considered counseling?" Jay asked. I'm not really sure why I did this, but I just exploded. "You want me to see a counselor Jay?!" I screamed at him. "What would make you think I need to see a counselor? I guess you're saying that you can't handle having someone live with you that's been beaten and forced to do things no woman should ever have to do." I yelled, the tears flowing down my face. "Angel, first of all, I didn't mean to upset you, I just figured it would help you to not have me blow up everytime you said something that bastard did to you. Second, what do you mean you were forced to do things no woman should ever have to do?" Jay asked me. "Why should I tell you? So you can blow up and cause a scene. Well let me tell you something Jason, I won't bother you with my problem, and I sure as hell won't be talking to some fucking stranger about this either. So if both of you will be so kind as to leave me the hell alone, I don't want to speak to either of you right now." I finished, turning my back on both Jay and Jeff, as they silently walked out of my room.
By the time I had cooled off, I had two suitcases and a big gym bag packed with my stuff. I decided I was going to sit down and write Denise a note before I left, at this point I didn't even want to put my brother's name on that letter.
'Dear Neese,~ I just wanted to thank you for letting me stay here with you for these last few months. As much as I enjoy being here, it was made clear this morning that some people can't handle me and my problems. I want to apologize for Brad showing up here last night, I'm not even sure how he got this address. I'm not going to tell you where I'm going because 1.) Jay will bug you till you crack, and I don't want to speak to him at the moment and 2.) I'm not sure where I'm going. I will call and let you know I'm okay but that's about it. If you're still not sure as to why I'm gone, ask you husband.
Love, Heather :)
With that, I sealed the letter, left it on the coffee table and walked out the door.
A/N 2: I know that this wasn't much of a chapter, but I am working on the next one and already have most of it written. It's just the finding of time to get it typed and post it. Please leave a review good or bad and leave some ideas for future chapters. If I use your idea, I'll credit you for it.