Save Yourself For Someone Worth Dying For

I was curled in the fetal position in front of the door, scared to look up for fear that I was going to be hit worse. I didn’t feel anything in that moment. I was completely numb. Praying it would end soon. He started kicking me in the ribs, over and over again. I could feel one of them crack. Finally, I heard the boys rush inside. When I looked up, I saw that Mike had my brother pinned against the wall, and Tony was punching him in the face. I couldn’t help but feel bad; this was my family after all.

“Tony, stop! PLEASE!” I screamed in his direction. He stopped and looked at me. I was having trouble forming actual words. “I know that he’s abused me, but I’m above that. He’s family and as much as he deserves it, I can’t watch him being hurt. Please, just hold him there until I leave.” Tony nodded, understanding where I was coming from. Then I looked at Derek, “once I leave, I won’t be able to protect you. So good fucking luck” I spat at him.

Jaime and Vic helped me get up. Once I was up, I put an arm around each of them and they helped walk me down the hall to my room. Once we stepped into my room, I grabbed a duffel bag and told them to start throwing whatever clothes they want in there. I felt bad; but I couldn’t move, it hurt too much. Just then, I heard someone clear their throat at the door. I looked up to see my mom, and boy, did she look pissed.

“M-o-o-m” I stuttered, I couldn’t seem to find the right words to say. She started to take a step forward and I could see the pure hatred for me in her eyes. Vic took notice of this and stepped in front of me. My mom tried to open her mouth again but Vic quickly cut her off.

“Look, Ms. Phillips. You’re daughter is coming to live with my brother, two friends, and I. You’ve ruined her life enough all ready and I refuse to let you do it anymore. She’s a beautiful young woman and I’ll be damned if I ever let you near her again. Got it?” He said those words with such anger, it scared even me. But I couldn’t help but feel warm inside, he was so sweet.

She laughed, and looked directly at me. “Really? You can’t ever keep your legs closed, can you? How many times have you had sex with these boys? You’re disgusting. Worthless. You’ll be nothing without me.” She spat in my face, her words dripping with venom. I won’t lie, that hurt. A lot. I started to break down. Jaime whispered to Vic that he’s going to take me outside and he should finish packing for me. He picked me up bridal style and walked down the hall into the living room where Tony and Mike still had ahold of Derek. Jaime nodded at them, they nodded back, and then he took me outside to the car. He sat me on his lap and began to rick me back and forth. He was trying so hard to soothe my tears.

Twenty agonizing minutes later, I saw Mike and Tony walk out of my house. They didn’t have a scratch on them, other than some bloody knuckles. I grabbed each of their hands and studied them, knowing what caused this. They just looked at me and nodded. I gave them each a quick kiss on the cheek. Finally Vic came out, with a duffel bag full of clothes and a small bag filled with my toiletries. I ran up to him, despite all the pain I was feeling in my ribs, and wrapped my arms around his neck and would not let go. He dropped the bags, put his arms around my waist, and held me close to him. I was sobbing into his shoulder.

“Thank you so much for all that you said back there to my mom.” I whispered into his ear. He quickly kisses my cheek before opening his mouth to speak. “Sweetie, we have to take you to the hospital. I think you might have a broken rib” I could hear the concern in his voice. A soft chorus of yeah’s came from behind me. I sighed, knowing that I didn’t have a choice when it came to these boys. I nodded my head and Vic helped me back into the car and we were off.

About an hour forty five minutes later, we were sitting in the hospital waiting room. I had gotten x-rays done, and now we were waiting for the results. The boys were all anxious, I was numb. Why did this always have to happen? Aren’t brothers supposed to protect their little sisters? Not put them in harms way? I’ll never understand what I did to my brother, or my mother, that made them hate me so much. I wish that I was good enough for them. The doctor finally came out. “Ms. Phillips?” I sat up as best as I can. “You’re a lucky one, there are no broken ribs. But three of them are severely bruised. You’re going to have to take it easy for awhile” I nodded and the guys all thanked him. Vic helped me back out to the car and we were off to their house.

10 minutes later, we pulled into a driveway. It was single handedly the most beautiful house I’ve ever seen. Three stories, a terrace, and a huge, secluded yard. I was baffled by it all. The boys motioned for me to follow them and I did. They unlocked the door and I stepped in to the most gorgeous living room I’ve ever seen. There was a huge flat screen television, every game console you could think of, a chandelier, and last but not least, they had an enormous surround sound. It was like heaven.

“Welcome to casa de PTV!” They all shouted and laughed before gently pulling me into a group hug. In that moment, I knew that I finally had a family.