Other Fan Fiction ❯ Escape ❯ 3 ( Chapter 3 )

Authors Note: Here's chapter 3 enjoy! ^.^

Disclaimer: See ch 1

 

The next morning he lay there in bed, looking at her, watching her sleep without having to worry about the beating to come. After a moment, he realized she was still wrapped only in the escape plane's blanket. He stood up slowly because she had finally fallen asleep. He found one of his large t-shirts, and slid it gently onto her, then slid a pair of his cotton pajama shorts on her small frame. After that, he laid back down beside her.

The next morning as Nick sat on the floor beside the bed playing the guitar his brothers peeked in. “Come in guys, just be quiet,” he said continuing to play a soft melody. Kevin and Joe sat down on the floor across from him.

“So is she going to stay here?” Joe asked, looking at the battered girl lying on the bed, sleeping peacefully wrapped up in Nick's blankets and clutching one of his pillows.

“Yes, if she wants to. I just can't let her go without a fight. I need her Joe, I love her.” Nick said as he stopped playing and looked his brother in the eye. Joe nodded. He would help his brother do whatever he needed to do to help Megan, because she meant so much to Nick.

“What can we do to help?” Kevin asked, pulling his knees up to his chest. “I mean, she's scared to death of everyone but you and Mom.”

“I know, you'll just have to take it slow with her, get her to trust you, like I do. The only reason she's not scared of mom or me is because I was there in that cell with her. I went through all of that with her. She's not scared of mom because Mom's a female, the people there were all male, and so that's why she gets so scared around everyone else, because every time she was surrounded by men she was beaten.” Nick said, setting his guitar on its stand at the end of the bed. He sighed and ran a hand through his hair.

“Well, we need to get her some clothes.” Joe said, “Because I know she wont fit into mom's when she's that tiny, and we need to put some weight back on her, you can tell they didn't feed you guys much.” Nick nodded in agreement, then looked up when he felt the bed move.

“Nick?” Megan's voice was soft as she yawned and stretched her arms out. He gently took the hand that had flopped over the edge of the bed and kissed it.

“I'm right here. Just talking with Joe and Kevin,” He said, tilting his head back as she leaned over the edge of the bed to look at him. She smiled a small, but true smile, and rested her chin on the edge of the bed, looking over at the other two.

“We were never really introduced, I'm Kevin, Nick's older brother, call me Kev.” Kevin said gently, extending a hand for her to shake. She hesitated, looking to Nick for reassurance. He nodded and she took Kevin's hand, shaking it for a second before releasing it.

“I'm Joe, Nick's younger older brother. Call me anything you want, I will answer.” Joe said, in the same tone Kevin used, also slowly extending his hand. She took his with a little more courage, and shook it, before pulling her hand back and tucking it under her chin. They all sat there, and the boys talked for a while. Megan listened silently to their conversations, taking in their voices and their attitudes. Sometime during their conversations, she fell back asleep.

When she awoke sometime later, the boys were all asleep on the floor, Nick stretched out right beside the bed, Kevin leaning against the bookshelf, and Joe sprawled out in the middle of the floor. Megan silently got up and walked over to the balcony; she opened the doors, and stepped outside, shutting them behind her. She sat down on the chair, watching the trees in the woods sway, and the water in the lake ripple with the wind. She sighed and let her mind wander, reliving some things that had happened to her in that retched place.

She thought back to one of the final days in the cell, the moment they had thrown Nick back into the cell, after beating him, she had thrown the scrap of blanket over his body and stepped between him and the guards. She didn't know what caused her to do that, but anytime she even thought about Nick being beaten, her heart broke into pieces. She looked up at the sky, and she felt water hit her face. As the rain began to pour, she laughed a bit, the sky felt the same way her heart did, it cried out for the warmth she felt in Nick's arms, the safety of his embrace. She would have taken a thousand more beatings to keep him from ever being touched by those men.

She had never loved before; her parents had died at a young age, leaving her in the custody of the agency, which just passed her from trainer to trainer all her life. She had never known what a family was, what it felt like to be loved by a family, to be supported. Being here, with Nick and his family, made her ache for the love and support he received. Tears begin to pour down her face, mixing with the rain. She pulled her knees up to her chest, laid her head on top of her knees, and cried. She was broken, a shattered shell of what she used to be. Nick though, Nick was perfect, he was courageous, he was kind, he was protective. Nick would never want anything like her, a broken shell, when he could have any girl in the world.

She stood, and looked down over the balcony, no one would want her, and she hated her self. She spun around as the glass doors opened.

“You shouldn't be standing out here alone in the rain, if you slipped, you might fall over the rail.” Joe said, reaching out his hand to her. “At least come stand over here, that way I can catch you if you fall.” Megan stared at him for a long second before taking a step towards him. She placed her hand in his and stepped back towards the doors.

“Why would you care if I fell?” Megan asked quietly, looking up at Joe, the tears still falling from her eyes.

“Because, were your family now, and I care for my little sister. Plus, I would be letting Nick down if I let you get hurt.” Joe said with a smile, wrapping his arm around her shoulder and pulling her into a brotherly embrace.

“Thank you.” She whispered softly, looking down. Joe gently picked her chin up, making her look at him.

“Anything you need, anything at all, and you ask. It doesn't matter what it is, big or small. If you just need to talk to someone, I'm here, if you need to cry, I've got a shoulder. Just call on your big brother Joe kay?” He said, looking her in the eyes. Megan began crying harder, and she surprised Joe by hugging him tightly. In her heart something clicked, she felt safe here to, with Joe, not in the same way as Nick, no Nick was a loving safety, Joe was a comforting safety, someone she could run to if Nick wasn't there.

 

 

Sorry its so short, I will try to make the other chapters longer.