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Can you get her to come talk to me?

Author: Brown Choba
last update Huling Na-update: 2026-01-05 16:26:22

Bella

They checked me three times because Raymond insisted. The result was a lot of fuss over not much. Some bruises on my neck, a parting gift from Rex, I guess, a real hands-on kind of souvenir. A dark blue circle wrapped my wrist where Raymond had held on, and I did not mind that one bit. My shoulder got popped out and then back in, and that hurt like a motherfucker. I had marks on my ribs and back from the rope, and some glass bits they picked out of my skin. But I was okay. The baby was ok
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  • Wetting The Bed Of My Best Friend's Brother    We are not clean. We are not perfect. But we are together.

    BellaThe room for visitors never changed. It smelled like old coffee and the sour cleaner they used on the floors. It smelled like giving up. But right now, the air felt different. It felt heavy with what Colleen had just told me.“I can not walk out of here knowing he is still breathing.”Her hands held mine. They were rough now, from all the work she did for the other women. But they were shaking. She was holding so much anger inside, it was leaking out through her fingers. It scared me more than if she had screamed.“I will take care of them, Colleen,” I said. My voice was quiet. The promise made my stomach feel hard. “For as long as you need me to.”When I said it, her whole face changed. The tough look she wore in here just fell away. She was just a mom again. A mom who was so afraid of her own feelings. She let my hands go and rubbed her eyes with the back of her wrist. “Thank you. You and Raymond… you are giving me a kindness I did not earn.”“This is not about earning,” I tol

  • Wetting The Bed Of My Best Friend's Brother    could I really blame her?

    Author’s povColleen's legs gave out. She dropped to the floor, a raw, broken sound tearing from her throat as she started to cry. Lee Ann, startled and confused, rushed to her side. One moment they were watching the news, and the next, Colleen was on her knees, her eyes locked on the images of her son flashing across the screen. She had actually stepped closer to the television, as if she could not believe what her own eyes were showing her.Lee Ann crouched down and wrapped her arms around Colleen, holding her close, rocking her gently. But Colleen's weeping was a loud, desperate alarm. It brought the guards running. They flooded into the cell, pushing Lee Ann aside and crowding around Colleen, checking her for injuries. One guard grabbed Lee Ann, pulling her arms behind her back and holding her there.They thought she was the cause. They thought she had done something to make Colleen fall apart. Lee Ann tried to tell them, to explain about the news broadcast, but they did not liste

  • Wetting The Bed Of My Best Friend's Brother    ......able to thank them enough

    Bella’s POVThey checked me three times because Raymond would not stop asking. Other than the marks on my neck, I was fine. Rex’s hand had left a clear sign there, like he wrapped his fingers around my throat and decided to leave proof. My wrist had a dark blue mark too, from how hard Raymond had held me. I did not mind that one. My shoulder had been pushed out and forced back in, and it hurt like fuck. My ribs and back were covered in marks from the rope I had tied around myself. There was glass in my hands and legs. Still, I was alive. The baby was fine.The boys were not the same. Thomas had no marks on his body, but his mind was broken in ways no scan could show. Jemson had a head injury and his forehead was torn open. What hurt them inside was far worse than what showed on the outside.I was cleared to go home. They were not. They were admitted, and Raymond and I agreed to stay the night with them.Hospitals used to feel safe to me. They used to feel like shelter. Whenever life b

  • Wetting The Bed Of My Best Friend's Brother    Can you get her to come talk to me?

    BellaThey checked me three times because Raymond insisted. The result was a lot of fuss over not much. Some bruises on my neck, a parting gift from Rex, I guess, a real hands-on kind of souvenir. A dark blue circle wrapped my wrist where Raymond had held on, and I did not mind that one bit. My shoulder got popped out and then back in, and that hurt like a motherfucker. I had marks on my ribs and back from the rope, and some glass bits they picked out of my skin. But I was okay. The baby was okay.I could not say the same for the boys. Thomas looked fine on the outside, but his mind was in a bad place. Jemson had a broken head, a real concussion, and his heart was just as broken. They had to stay. The doctors said they would be dealing with this for a long time, maybe forever, with all the fear stuck inside them now. Raymond was talking in a low, serious voice about getting them the best of everything.I was free to go home. But we would not be going. We would stay the night. Raymond

  • Wetting The Bed Of My Best Friend's Brother    He’s safe. You’re safe. Jemson’s safe

    RaymondPounding on his door was useless. I could have kicked the damn thing in and charged in like some fucking action hero, but I stopped myself. What if Rex hurt Bella or the boys? I had to be smart. You see it in movies all the time, startle a crazy person and they do something insane. So I made him think I’d gone. When he asked, I’d already knocked on the neighbors’ doors, but nobody answered.I ran downstairs to the apartment right under Rex’s. An older woman in a nightgown answered, her eyes wide. I didn’t wait, I stepped inside, telling her why I was there as I moved straight for her balcony. I was looking for a way up, a pipe, anything to climb… but what I saw were two small shoes, swinging in the air.“Is that… what I think it is?” she asked, her voice thin with fear.“Call the police. Tell them what you see and tell them to move.” My words were fast. She nodded, backing into her living room with her hand pressed to her mouth.I stretched up, trying to reach Thomas’s feet. I

  • Wetting The Bed Of My Best Friend's Brother    It meant the bastard was still alive.

    BellaI had thought we were safe. I was wrong. Everything happened too fast. Before Jemson could even stand up, Rex’s arms were around me, trapping me. I did not give up. I fought like a wild thing. I bit down on his hand until my mouth filled with the taste of metal and salt, but he only cursed and twisted me around. My body bent over the cold railing, the air knocked from my lungs. All I could see was the night sky.I looked into his eyes, searching for the man I once knew. He was not there. Something empty and cold had taken his place.“Stop! Let her go!” Jemson cried out, pulling at his father’s clothes. He was just a boy. Rex did not even turn his head. He just kicked out, a hard and brutal movement. I heard the awful sound of Jemson hitting the floor, then a weak cry. I looked up, desperate, and saw the stars. They were so bright and peaceful. It was a fucking beautiful night.I tried to look down, to see how far the ground was, but he had me pinned. I could only see that endles

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