"Brisa....what did you do?!" Harry stared at me in horror.
"What?!" The woman cried. Harry looks at her.
"Harry....I.....I.....I didn't know what to do!!! Harry." I begged. I stepped towards him but he kept looking at his unconcious father and terrified mother.
"Harry. He was beating her. He told her to stay away from you. So I had to do something."
"You......I'm not mad at you. I'm confused."
"Your not mad?"
"No.....but why was he beating her? He beats me. And he hasn't......seen......I haven't.......seen...."
"Harry?" He sets the phone on the fridge.
"My dad beats me Brisa." He sighed. He sauntered over to me. Walking past his Mom and dad.
"I don't know."
"Why don't you tell somoene?"
"He's done it forever. To me. But I never knew he did it to my Mom. I don't know why he does it."
"Harry you need to tell the cops."
"No! I can't. He has power and if he goes to prison I will still get my beatings."
"Harry." I hugged him.
"Why did my Mom leave me? Why didn't she take me? Why doesn't my dad want her around me?" I hugged him tighter.
"I don't know Harry."
"I need to find out."
"Brisa? Bri? Wake up." Liam's voice popped into my head. Suddenly I was in Liam's bed again.
I sat up and rubbed my eyes. Liam was putting on clothes.
"Hi." I mumbled. The memories from earlier on Liam's bed came back immediatley. My eyes grew with shock.
"What?" He frowned, "Is something wrong?"
"No.....just I can't believe that happened last night." Both incidents.
"Me either." He admitted.
"So what now?"
"I don't know. Did you talk to Harry?"
"Are you alright?" He sat on the bed, right next to me.
"I'm fine." But Harry's not.
"Your phone was going off last night."
"Oh. It was?"
I picked up my phone and it showed a text from Harry.
"I still miss you Brisa. Even though you did choose Liam." I sighed. This wasn't going to be easy. I really wanted Harry. But I couldn't have him with Liam here.
"So what now?" Liam took me out of my trance.
"What do you mean?" I asked.
"What are we?"
"Well......I don't know. What do you want?"
"You." I smiled. I am thinking of Liam a lot differently now.
He smiled at me too. He leaned in and was about to kiss me when my phone was buzzing. It said Mom on the caller I.D. I smiled.
"Hello?" I answered.
"Bri? Are you alright?"
"Ya Mom I'm fine. I'm with Liam right now."
"Mom I'm with Liam! Here he is." I handed my phone to Liam.
"Hello?" a pause, "Yes. Were fine. It got late so she spent the night. Nothing happened Mrs.Kaul." another pause, "Yes. Alright. Bye Mrs.Kaul.....you too."
He handed my phone back. "What did she say?" I asked.
"She said that she's taking Alex somewhere with Steve and you can stay with me all day if you want." His face was bright. Yes. I do love him. But in the same way as Harry?
Nope. Definetly not. Liam is different. And so are my feelings towards him.
Liam is sweet, he is caring, his personality is magnificant. Liam is Liam. I don't know how to explain it.
My Mom.......my Mom was getting beat by my dad.....My dad!
I bolted out of bed. On the couch was my father. He had bandages on his head. I'm not gonna ask. Shit.....I better leave before he wakes up and finds me. The clock hit 9a.m. He sat up and stood up.
He turned towards me. Shit....shit.....shit. He came over to me and I flinched getting ready for the punches. But he didn't punch me. He hugged me. Uh oh. Hugging leads to....
"Don't ever leave me Harry."
"Now...bedroom. C'mon. Let's go." He was going to hurt me again.....in a way I hated with all I had.