Derek's Reign

Chapter 10

-Macy P.O.V.- 

I just look at Derek as he asked me that dreaded question. I mean, he has already seen Brad and dealt with him and then he saved me from my father....I sigh deeply as I look away from him and I stare off. 

"My life is nothing like yours. I will start off with my father first since you basically stopped him from slapping me. My father has always been an ab**ive alcoholic drunk since I was born. I remember when I was little, my mother was curled up in my bed and she started telling me how the doctors told her that it was a miracle that I was even alive. Apparently, my father beat my mother so much while she was pregnant that she should have suffered a miscarriage. I couldn't tell you why my mother married my father, but according to her, he wasn't always like that." I sighed as I ran my hand through my hair. I just continued to look out into space as I spoke. "Something about my father hit hard times and he changed, or something like that. After I was born, my mother hide me from my fathers ab**e until she died. She killed herself as she couldn't take the ab**e anymore." I wiped a tear from my face as I remembered finding her that day.

Flashback to when she found her mother. 

2 years ago...

Thank God, my father isn't home. Honestly, it is weird when he isn't home, but I don't ever question it. This is the only time that my mom and I get peace in this house. I walk into the house and head up to my room where my mom should be. 

"MOM!" I tried to call out when I walked in the front door. 

She didn't answer me back which I found odd. I ran up the steps as I started to feel a dread in the pit of my stomach. I rushed into my room...but I didn't find her there. I dropped my bag on my floor and I looked around my room to see if she left a note telling me what she was doing. I noticed a note on my pillow and I quickly grabbed it...

"My dear child, 

You are the light of my life and you have given my life purpose, but sadly..I am losing my fight. I am losing my battle with happiness and I am becoming a shell of myself. The only reason I have lived this long is because of you and you only. You are the reason for me breathing, the reason why I choose to wake up, the reason I smile, the reason I believe in love, the reason for my laugh, and the reason I have felt happiness. You, my child, have given me more in this life than you will ever know. Thank you being the best daughter that I could ask for. 

Now, I am sorry to do this to you, but I am so tired... I am tired of trying. I am tired of living in this hell. The darkness has won over me and I can no longer live like this. Please forgive me...I am sorry...I love you so so much, Macy. 

Love, Your mother." 

I dropped the letter and started to run to my parents room and I could hear some water running. I bust into the room and head into the master bathroom only to drop on my knees by what I see....

Flashback over. 

"My mother killed herself while she was in the shower and I was the one to find her. That was 2 years ago, and that is when real hell started for me. My father has beaten me for the past 2 years and he has made sure to blame me for my mothers death even though it was his. Although, he doesn't blame me with his words. He lets me know by smacking me around and sometimes, beating me to the point that my bestfriend has had to treat my wounds. Then Brad came along..." I looked over to see Derek looking at me, but there was something to his look. He looked pissed off by what I was telling him. His jaw was clenched and his fists were balled up as he looked at me. I leaned over and placed my hand onto of his fist and he snapped his eyes to mine. 

"Are you okay?" I ask him softly. 

"I am fine. Please continue." He tells me almost coldly. I can see that it isn't directed towards me, so I just continue with telling him or I will never tell him. 

"Brad seemed okay, at first. After a month, he started to get angry with me because I would not have s*x with him. Something was telling me to leave him, but I could not. Brad and my father were close while we were together and Brad told me that it was because 'he wanted to get my father off my back' BUT that was a lie. My father just told him to beat me and I would give in. It was 7 months of pure torture and anytime that I tried to escape, he would find me and threaten to kill me. One time, he chocked me till I passed out and he did it "to prove a point" that he could kill me whenever he wanted. I was always covered in bruises from him and he would berate me, all the time. My bestfriend ended up helping me by getting away from him. It has been 3 months since the breakup and since then he has tried to do everything he could to get me back. He works in the hospital, but in a different part and then you saw how he reacted when he thought that he had gotten me alone. I am nothing but trouble..." I look down and start crying as I am reliving everything that I have been through and I am breaking all over again. 

-Derek P.O.V.- 

All I feel is rage. I am going to kill her father and Brad. Best believe. But right now, she needs me. I push my rage aside as I get down on my knees, in front of her. I pull her hands from her face and she looks at me with tears running down her face. I don't think as I grab her and I pull her into my lap, while on my knees, and she clings to me. I let her bury her face in my neck as I rub her back and cling to her. 

"I promise you that they will never harm you again. You got me now." I tell her with nothing but seriousness in my voice.

She pulls back slightly from me and I wipe her face. "But, why? You barely know me." 

I look right into her eyes as I tell her, "I don't know what it is about you, but I want to protect you. When I promise something then know that I mean it. Okay?" 

She just looks at me as it looks like she in deep thought than she finally speaks. "I don't know what it is about you, but I feel safe with you. I have never felt safe around anyone other then my mother or my friend, so this is weird for me.....but I trust you. I am sorry, if that is too soon to tell you that or for me to be feeling this, but I needed to tell you." 

I smile at her as her nervous look goes away once she sees my smile. "Don't ever be sorry for telling me how you feel or that you feel safe with me. I want you to be honest with me, so now I am going to be honest with you. I want you to be mine." 

She gasps as she looks at me wide-eyed. "What????? You want me to be yours??" 

I chuckle a bit at her reaction. "Yes, I do. When the time is right, I will be coming for you and you will be mine." 

I can tell that my words have affected her because her eyes snap to mine. I can tell that she likes what I just said, so she better be ready. I pull away which causes her to whimper and I smirk. "Come on, pick a movie." I tell her as I give her the tablet.