Hey y'all! I know I've been away for a while, but if you want to know why, go to my profile. Anwya, I'm not fully back. I am still working on chapters for my stories. This is just chapter six with a couple mistakes fixed. And I'm gonna add a bit more to it.
Disclaimer: I don't own Kickin it.
Quick notice: Someone messaged me because they were confused on everyone's age and grade. All the guys recently turned 17 and the girls recently turned 17, Kim is going to soon. They are all juniors
Chapter 6: Brody's POV
I suddenly froze. 9 years. For 9 years...she's been getting abused. "Kim..." I was so shocked, that was the only thing I could manage to say. "He started after my mom died of cancer when I was 7. I never told anyone because I was so scared." After she told me that she started to cry. She brought her knees up to her chest and quietly cried.
I sat next to her rocking her like she was a baby. She slowly started to close her eyes "Please don't tell anyone..." she whispered and fell into a deep sleep. I sighed and layed her down on the bed. I took a look at her and my phone beeped. 'Hey Brody We're here. What room number is she?' Jack texted me. I replied back saying '6th floor Rm. 637' I walked out of the room after I wrote that text. They're probably gonna ask questions.
I just sit in the waiting room starring at the plain white walls. I don't want Kim to get anymore hurt than she already is, but I know she doesn't want me to tell any one. But why? Why wouldn't she tell someone? I was pulled out of my thoughts by the gang, plus Rudy and Donna, bursting through the doors. "Brody, what happened? Where is she? Is she okay?" Grace asked in a rush. "Grace, breathe. Brody, tell us what happened." Julie said in a demanding voice. Man, I gotta think of something quick. "Well, I was walking to Kim's to work on our project for school.
I was about to knock on her front door, but then I heard someone screaming. I went around and quietly snuck in through the back. I walked in just in time, their was a...bugular and he was assaulting Kim. He shot the ceiling above him, he took a bag of things, which I'm guessing were the items he stole. I ran to Kim, picked her up and ran out of the way just before the ceiling was about to give in." I told them particially lying.
"Is she okay now?" Mika asked concerned I nod "Yeah, but she's sleeping and the doctor said she needs some rest." I continued "Oh and don't ask about her injuries. She has alot."
They nod hesitantly and Julie says "Why don't we go down to the gift shop? You know, get something for Kim." We all mutter an agreement and head to the elevator going downstairs. Once we arrive at the gift shop everyone seperates. I go over to the card sections and look for a get well soon card. Looking for a card my eyes spot one one with a picture of little girl sitting on her dad's shoulders. I started thinking. Maybe her being scared wasn't the only reason why she never told anybody.
Maybe it was the fact tht she didn't want to be alone. Her father was all she had left. Maybe she just didn't want to be alone. All these thoughts start swarming in my head, and I start thinking about what she said "Please don't tell anyone..." This is gonna be one hard descion...
Kim's POV (3 days later(still in the hospital))
The doctors told me that they're gonna keep me in the hospital for 2 weeks. And let me tell these last three days have never been so lonely. The gang has been getting extra time at the dojo, and the only people who can actually see me on a daily basis is Donna and Brody. Donna comes by so I won't be so lonely, and to give me homework for the classes we have together, and so I can continue to tutor her. Brody comes to talk to me, and to make sure I'm not lonely, and to just see how I'm doing. Our music teacher gave us and expansion for the project.
Donna and I are talking, while eating Burger King. What?! You think I'm actually gonna eat the crap that they call food?! That stuff is disgusting. Then she asks "Is there anything going on with you and Brody?" I do a spit take with my soda and start coughing histerically. After my mad coughing fit I stare at her wide eyed "Are you serious?!" She started getting nervous "I'm sorry. I just blurted it out. I didn't mean to say that. I know you would never cheat on Jack. I'm sorry.-"
I cut her off "Woah, Donna, calm down. It's okay, I know you were just a little jealous, 'cause he comes by everyday like you do." She blushes and looks down at her hands "Yeah, I..I guess right" "Sooo...when are you gonna tell him you like him?" I asked. She sighed and started gave me a small smile "Kim...I-I don't like him anymore. I love him"
I mumbled a small 'aww' and motioned her to give me a hug. She obligued and gave me a warm, loving, sisterly hug. Then she asked "So what are you gonna do for your birthday?" My birthday is on the 25 of December (AN: Pretend Christmas is next week). Yes, my birthday is on Christmas. I was born at exactly midnight and you've got to admit that's pretty cool. I shrug and say "I'm not sure if I want to do something this year."
She pouted and said "Why not?" "I just don't feel like having a party..." I trailed off . She put her thinking face on before responding "Okay, but how about we just have a small celebration at my house. Just the gang, and my mom and dad. We'll have a small cake some presents, and we'll either go out to eat or my mom will cook something. After all that we'll have a massive sleepover. The entire gang. How does that sound?" with a smile at the end of her rant.
I give her a wide smile and say "That sounds perfect." Donna has become like a sister to me now, and her mom reminds me so much of mine that it's almost like she's my mom's twin, except they look nothing alike. Maybe I should tell her? I mean she's already done so much for me. She needs to know, and I could tell that she started getting suspicious when I said I fell and the cut on my cheek was from a loose nail.
I take a deep breath and then spoke "Donna...there's something I need to tell you..." biting my lip afterwards. She then faces me giving me her full attention "What is it? Are you okay?" she asks concerned. I shake my head "No...no I'm not. Donna, the reason why I have so many bruises and cuts and what not is because...because my-my d-d-dad has been abusing me." then I let a few tears drop. Donna rubs my back soothingly and says "I know..." I look at her confused and then she starts explaining
"My dad is your doctor. You lost a lot of blood, so you were very weak and unfocused, so you didn't recognize him, but he told me about everything. I was at the hospital already that day. Somethimes I'll go with my dad to work and be a candy stripper for little kids."
"Anyway, after he told Brody, he went and told me. So I headed to your room to talk to you, but I saw Brody going in there, so instead of going in with him I listened in on what you were talking about. I know that was wrong, but I thought he maybe could get something out of you first. After I heard what you guys said I ws so shocked. I ran to the bathroom and then just stood there leaning against the wall frozen. I was shocked that NONE OF US noticed anything. I was angry at your dad for doing this to you. I was upset that you've been going through this for such a long time and that you lost your mom at such a young age."
"Julie texted me saying you were here, and asked if I needed a ride. I told that my dad was bringing me to work with him and that I'd meet them here. So I changed out of the uniform and waited form them to get here and pretended I knew nothing."
"But, Kim why didn't you ever tell anyone?" She asks after taking a few breaths. I look down and feel embarrased "I was scared of what he'd do to me. Besides he was all I had left, and if I told he would've had to go to jail and I'd have to be in the foster system or be an orphan."
She looks at me with sympathy and kindness "Kim there's nothing wrong with admitting you're scared. It's OKAY to be scared." She says in a soothing voice. I feel tears cloud my vision"That's the thing I shouldn't be scared. I can't be scared. It's just so hard. Dealing with my dad. Putting on a fake smile so no one can see how much pain I'm in. Hiding my real emotions. Telling everyone I'm fine, when in reality I'm not. Everyone takes one look and all they see is a strong, independent, fearless, girl who doesn't give a care in the world about what people think of her. But they couldn't be anymore wrong."
"What's wrong with being scared? Everyone gets scared at one point or another in their lives." She says to me "Everything's wrong with being scared. Being scared for me means more beatings. More beatings means more injuries. More injuries means more lies. More lies means a bigger mask and fake smile." I turn my head away from her so she won't see my tears. She grabs my chin and forces me to look at her "Kim, I want you to listen to me. It's okay to be scared." She says slowly with tears of her own. That's when I burt into tears and start sobbing.
Donna starts rubbing my back and hugging me like she is never going to let go. She doesn't say anything, which I am glad of. I need to let it all out. O have kept it all botled inside and never said a word. I need to let it out. All my emotions. Anger. Lonliness. Fear. Neglection. Sadness. And everything in between. All my life I grew up with this kind of life. With these kind of emotions. I always felt that I to hide myself in the shadows so no one would find out what was going on, but now I realized how badly I needed a shoulder to cry on.
Once I had clamed down, Donna had kept quiet for a while, knowing that I would start crying again. I just sat there, on my hospital bed, staring at the wall. The dull white walls. Sometimes I wonder why my life spiraled out of control. Is it God punishing me? What did I do to deserve this punishment? Is this just how my life was meant for me to live? Why do I have to live my life in so much pain? I know my life is one big lie, and I am trying to stop my life from depending on lies.
Because lying...is the worst part out of all of this.
And that's is just a glimpse of Kim's breaking point. Remember EVERYONE has a breaking point, and some people reach theirs a bit too early.
Anyway, I hope you guys like the last bit I wrote in there. Please make sure to read the Author's not at the top.
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