Waters Ablaze

“I'm sorry for blaming you for everything I just couldn't do. And I've hurt myself by hurting you. Some days I feel broke inside but I won't admit. Sometimes I just want to hide 'cause it's you I miss. You know it's so hard to say goodbye when it comes to this.”

Oynix had been in the mini booth for almost an hour. Her voice felt raw. She was tired. But when she woke up at 1:30 in the morning with thy lyrics in her mind, she had to get them out. She had been struggling with this one song for her Nightmare. It was powerful. It had emotion, pain, fear all in one. Her vocal skills were pushed to this song. Her notes were higher and stronger then what she had done before.

“Would you tell me I was wrong? Would you help me understand? Are you looking down
upon me? Are you proud of who I am? There's nothing I wouldn't do. To have just one more chance. To look into your eyes and see you looking back.”

With her back to the door, not noticing the audience she had. Or the face that one of them had pushed the speaker button, so all that were still on the bus could hear her. Jimmy and Aron were watching her. Shadows, and Vince were in the media room playing video games but they muted the game to listen. Wes was in the small kitchen, on the phone with someone unknown.

“I'm sorry for blaming you for everything I just couldn't do. And I've hurt myself. If I had just one more day, I would tell you how much that. I've missed you since you've been away. Oh, it's dangerous. It's so out of line to try to turn back time. I'm sorry for blaming you for everything I just couldn't do, And I've hurt myself
By hurting you”

Holding the last not as soft as she could, she felt the tears coming. Biting her tongue she forced them to go away. She would not waste any more tears on the bastard. He had destroyed her life, took everything away from her.

Yep her step dad. But this song was more for her real father. She felt he left on her part. She was only 12 when he left. The pain she felt when he left, was unbearable. But when her mom brought this guy home and got married to him when she was 15, she snapped. Wesley was there through it all. Her drug use, her drinking. Skipping school, sneaking out. Well the sneaking out was so she could go see him. They were dating at the time, and being teenagers made it more harder. After being caught on her moms couch, on his lap she got grounded. She could handle that. But when her step dad walked into the discussion in the kitchen, he heard all that they were doing on the couch. Both of them had their shirts off, Oynix still had her bra on, but was close to loosing it when her mother walked in. Her step dad said they they could not see each other. She laughed at him thinking he was joking. But when he back handed her, she knew it was no joke. Grabbing her bag and Wesley’s hand they bolted out the back door.

She had always walked on pins and needles around him, afraid of what he would do. He always stared at her like meat so she started wearing baggier pants with some what snug shirts. But that enticed him more. So she put a dead bolt on her bedroom door, her mother did not mind thinking her teenage daughter was going through a phase and wanted some privacy. She had some trust for her daughters boyfriend. They were friends first, and he always showed both of them respect.

So when her husband hit her daughter, she was scared. She was angry. She is her daughter. So when she left, she let her go, knowing she would be safe. She had money to keep her safe.

Not stopping, they ran all the way to Wes’s house. Running in and slamming the door closed, both of them panting. Oynix’s face was on fire, he hit her good. Touching her cheek lightly she winched in the contact that caused pain.

“Fuck, I better not see him again. Come on lets get you some ice.” Grabbing her hand he pulled her to the kitchen.

“Fuck him. If I ever see him, ill cut his nuts off.” Looking at her boyfriend, she laughed. Seeing his face light up at her smile was all each other needed to know everything would be okay.

“Your staying here tonight. I wont let you go back home. Not for a while. I will explain to my parents what happened when they come home.”

Within a few hours, Wesley had informed his parents of everything that had happened. He even told him why it happened, earning him a smile from his dad. He was their oldest and only son. They were okay with Oynix staying the night, as long as his door stayed open. Like all the other times she stayed over, his door was to remain open or it would be taken off. Which it had before.

After a heated make out session, they both new they should stop so they did. But started with in a few minutes. The door opened from the right, so in order for them to be seen, it had to be fully open, which it was not. But when he crawled on top of her, with their night clothes on the floor. They still had on the underwear, her step dad burst open the front door.

“Fuck, what the hell is he doing here?” Standing up he grabbed his pants, and softly closed and locked his door.

“Put your clothes on and go hide in my closet. He’ll be up here in a second.” Grabbing hold of his base ball bat he stood behind where his door opened all the way. Waiting.

“Your step-daughter is sound asleep. You need to leave. I will not let you wake them up.”

“THEM? Is she sharing a bed with the fagot?”

Oynix saw the anger in his Wes’s face. He was hoping her step dad would show up. But his parents were trying to get him to leave.

“Yes they are. She feels safe with him, and I know they won’t do anything. No leave of I will call the police!” his own dad was keeping his voice down, so not to wake the supposed sleeping teens.

“I will be back for her tomorrow. And he better not laid a hand on her.!”

The slamming of the front door caused Oynix to jump. She would do what ever she could to stay away form him. Lowering his bat, Wes walked to where she was crouched and held her. Crying for what felt like hours, they finally pulled away and crawled back in bed.
The soft humming of her boyfriend put her to sleep, the booming of the thunder woke her up with a jolt.

“You okay?”

“Thunder woke me up.” She spoke with a soft voice, feeling his arm wrap around her waist, pulling her closer to him.

But neither of them went back to sleep for a while. What he did do was take her virginity. It was the morning of her 16 birthday.

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