The boy who Sneaks in My Bedroom Window
Chapter 48: Fragile Hearts and Broken Promises

Chapter 48: Fragile Hearts and Broken Promises

"Jake! Will you stop f**king saying that?" Liam cried, glaring at him angrily as he sat down in front of me, taking my hand.

"Sorry, Ambs, I didn’t think," Jake mumbled apologetically.

I shook my head and faked a smile. "It’s fine, Jake, don’t worry." I waved my hand dismissively, pretending that I was unaffected by this whole situation. "What’s the baby’s name?" I asked my mom, wanting to know about the little brother I now had.

She smiled sadly. "Matt."

I smiled. Matt. It was cute, I liked it. I could feel the hysterics building inside me though and I knew I needed to be on my own. "Well, there’s not much we can do about it now, I guess. We’ll just have to see what this Johnny guy is like tomorrow. But I don’t want anything to do with that man ever again," I stated matter-of-factly as I stood up. "I’m going to lay down. I have a headache," I said as I started to walk off. I needed to get out of here before I had a meltdown in front of Jake - that would just make him crazy again.

Liam grabbed my hand. "Want some company?" he asked quietly, looking at me with the puppy dog face. The damn boy knew I couldn’t say no to that face.

"Yeah, OK." I nodded slightly and started walking off towards my bedroom.

"I’ll just be a minute. I’m just going to help Jake clear up the table," Liam said, nodding towards the broken wooden mess that used to be our coffee table.

I nodded and walked off quickly. I could hear them whispering behind me, I knew they were talking about me, but I just couldn’t bring myself to care. I curled into a ball on my bed and sobbed as I thought about it. My father was in this town and wanted to get to know us again. He had a new family. I couldn’t help but wonder if he treated them nicely and loved them, and if he did treat them nicely and love them, why the hell couldn’t he have done that to us? Why didn’t he love us?

A few minutes later Liam walked in, wrapping his body around mine, letting me sob on his chest until I fell asleep. The last thing that went through my brain was that I knew everything in my life was just too perfect. I knew I shouldn’t have got my hopes up for a happy ending. I’d never have a happy ending.

~ Liam ~

"What’s the baby’s name?" Amber asked her mom curiously. She was being so calm about it. I knew this was probably killing her inside but she was putting on an act - probably for Jake’s benefit. Her eyes were tight; her hand was holding mine a little too hard for her to be alright.

"Matt," Margaret replied, looking sad.

Amber smiled. "Well there’s not much we can do about it now, I guess. We’ll just have to see what this Johnny guy is like tomorrow. But I don’t want anything to do with that man ever again," she stated, as if it just didn’t matter that the man who beat her, sexually abused her for years, and finally tried to rape her, was coming back and wanted to see her again. She stood up and let go of my hand. I instinctively jumped up too. Jake was still really angry, I knew he wouldn’t ever hurt Amber on purpose but if he went off on one she could get hurt by accident, so I needed to be there just in case. "I’m going to lay down. I have a headache," Amber mumbled, walking off without so much as a tear. This was bad; she seriously was going to freak out any minute I could tell by how her shoulders were hunched slightly.

I grabbed her hand. "Want some company?" I asked, praying that she wasn’t going to shut me out.

"Yeah, OK." She nodded slightly and walked off without waiting for me.

I needed to speak to Jake first, make sure he wasn’t going to go around there without me or anything. "I’ll just be a minute. I’m just going to help Jake clear up the table," I lied, nodding at the splinters of wood scattered across the floor. She nodded and walked off quickly. I watched her walk up the hallway before turning to Jake. "Don’t you dare go there on your own. I’m serious, Jake. If you want to go, then I’ll come with you," I whispered to him warningly.

He frowned but nodded reluctantly. "I’m not going to go unless I need to. If he doesn’t come near us then I don’t want anything to do with him. If comes anywhere near her though, I’ll kill him," he growled.

I nodded, I knew he would, I could tell by his face. Stephen Walker was in some deep shit, because if Jake didn’t kill him, then I would if he came anywhere near my Angel. "Listen, I need to go in there and make sure she’s alright. I’ll speak to you about this later. Don’t do anything rash, Jake," I said sternly. He nodded and I practically ran down the hallway to her. I let myself in her room; she was curled into a ball on her bed, sobbing her heart out. I hated seeing her like this; it brought back memories when I used to see her like this every night since she was eight. The sight of it now was breaking my heart.

I laid down in front of her and wrapped my arms around her tightly, throwing my leg over hers, pulling her closer to me as I rested my chin on the top of her head. If he ever touched her again I was going to kill him. I won’t let her live her life afraid of a man. I didn’t care if I ended up doing time for it - so long as she was safe, that was all I needed.