"No! No one can know about this, especially not Jax. Just help me get up because I can't, then you can leave." She says bluntly and I know she trusted me to help her so that's what I'm going to do.
"I'm not leaving you like this, I'm going to run a bath so you can wash all the blood off, then we can clean up those cuts and put ice on your eyes." I run out of the room before she can tell me to leave and put the water on in the tub of the shower.
After getting the bath ready for her, I send Ronny a text knowing I will be a while here.
CHLOE at 12:36pm: Hi Hun, I'm not feeling well so I'm going to head home. Let me know when you're @ the house & I'll stop by. Love you! Mwa
RONNY at 12:37pm: What's wrong? Do you want me to come with you?
CHLOE at 12:37pm: No Ron its fine really, just a little headache & I can't focus on school work, see you in a couple of hours.
RONNY at 12:39pm: Ok Love you hope u feel better.
I make my way over to Lexis's room, I can see her struggling to lift her weak body to a sitting position so I rush over to her side to help her up but she flinches at my touch.
"Please Lex, let me help you. I won't hurt you, I just want to help." I say trying to keep the tears at bay because I need to be strong for her. I don't want her to see that I'm weak or make her think she made the wrong move calling me to help her.
She nods but I can see she is still hesitant when I gently touch her and try to help her up. She finally gets into a seating position, the white mattress and bedding is stained with blood.
"Did he do more than beat you?" I ask cautiously having to know just how far he went.
"No."
"I'm still going to kill him." I say angrily. Her attention snaps to me and she puts her bloody hand on my shoulder making sure I listen to what she saying.
"No! Chloe you don't go near him! Don't mentioned one word of this to him...he could hurt you for finding out about this. You need to be safe! If he finds out you know he will come back and do worse. We need to hurry before he gets back!" she says starting to panic. The terror that takes hold of her face and body shows the horror that Drake put her through last night and I tremble from the fear that radiates from her.
I help her up but she can barely walk, I know she's in pain as her small body stumbles and limps beside me taking short breaths but she doesn't cry.
How could he destroy someone he loves like this? He is out of control....
I help her into the bath with the thin sheet still wrapped around her; she hesitantly pulls the sheet off and hands it to me. As she lowers herself into the water I grasp as I notice how bruised and beaten her body is.
The clear water now has a pink tint as she sits in it; she lifts her knees slowly wincing at the pain from the welts that are on her bottom and lower back then she turns her head so she is facing the wall as she rests her cheek on her knee. I take that as her wanting privacy.
I turn and make my way out but she stops me as she mumbles with a soft voice, "Don't go..." it's almost a whisper but I hear her.
I lean against the tub and use a jug to pour water gently down her back, she winces at the contact and continues to sit tensely as I pour the water over the cuts and remove the dry blood with a cloth. I gently wipe away the blood on her wrists, face and neck. I wash her hair avoiding the cuts near her hairline on her forehead. She washes her legs and the rest of her body. The water is cold by the time she pulls the plug draining the bloody water.
I help her up and wrap her in a towel then make our way back to her room where I notice her avoiding her bed area. She limps to her draws then pulls out under wear and a bra then she heads over to her cupboard and pulls out a sweater and hoodie with a pair of long flannel pajama pants.
I start cleaning out the sheets and bedding including the blood stained pillows. I have a lump in my throat when I come across her ripped shirt and underwear. I place everything into a trash bag, take it out to the yard and throw everything in the large bin.
I sit on the staircase near the back door. I can't imagine what he did to her and the horror she had to go through. I can't control my tears now as I sob into my hands. I hear the door shut behind me and I feel a soft cold hand gently rest on my shoulder.
I lift my head wiping away my tears as she staggers down the stairs, even though she is in pain she bends down in front of me and a whimper escapes her lips when she sits down.
This is Lexi, no matter what she's going through she will always put others before her, she can barely walk but she's out here comforting me while I cry for what she's had to endure.
She gently rubs my forearms as she says sadly, "Don't cry Chlo....I deserved this...I deserve everything I got for betraying him." I look at her confused. Her face is void of emotion after saying this.
"How can you say this is your fault? No matter what you did, you don't deserve this Lex! No one does!" I say full of anger towards Drake for doing this to her. She turns her head and just looks at the sky, she doesn't respond, just stares blankly.
"What happened?" I say in an almost whisper not wanting to disrupt the peaceful daze she's in.
"I kissed two guys that weren't Drake... I deserved everything I got for betraying him." she says again in a monotone voice still staring at the sky.
"That's why he hurt you like this? You need to get out of here Lex, you can't stay here! What if he comes back?" I say starting to panic.
"I can't go back to them like this, they will kill Drake when they see me...I don't want them to hurt him. I love him Chlo...even after he did...this." She says as she looks down at her body.
"You love him, even after this?" I ask confused.
"Yeah … I-I love him." she whispers.
"Where's your car?"
"It's not outside?" she asks looking at me and I shake my head, "He must have taken it so I wouldn't leave." she says not fazed.
"Let's get those cuts cleaned up." I say as I help her up and hold onto her side as she leans on me for support up the stairs.
"Here, sit here." I motion for her to sit on the kitchen stool. She looks at the wooden stool and I see her swallow.
"I...I'd rather just stand." She stutters.
"You sure?" I ask and notice she looks down trying to avoid my face.
"Are you hurting?" I say looking sadly at her realizing why she doesn't want to sit down.
"Yeah, more than anything else..." she says desolately.
I give her medicine that will help with the pain then bandage her wrists up and clean up all her wounds leaving her with ice on her swollen eye.
"We're supposed to go out for dinner tonight remember but I think you should text Ronny and cancel." I tell her but she shakes her head.
"No I think I can cover up my face. If I stay home tonight Drake may come back. I know he won't hurt me in front of anyone." she says.
"You can't hide the swollen eye and all these cuts! Sure you can cover up some of the bruising but these cuts are too big to hide Lex. It's obvious someone beat you." I try to rationalize with her.
"I think I can help those heal but please don't pass out when you see what I'm about to do." She says looking at me cautiously.
Her revelations frighten me.
I watch her as she closes her eyes and lifts her bruised hand over the swollen eye. Her hand lights up and small little fire flying looking orbs float over her hand and onto her face as her face slowly heals. The tiny lights start flickering and all of a sudden her body falls and I quickly catch her. I don't know what to say, im in shock. This shouldn't even surprise me … I mean werewolves exist so there has to be so much more out there that I can't even comprehend.
"I'm too weak, I can't heal myself completely. Does it at least look better?" she asks and I look at her face, the swelling is completely gone and the large cuts are just light scratches now. She still has bruising on her neck that hasn't disappeared, there's a couple of bruises on her jawline and one on her forehead where the cut was.
"Most of it has healed but your body is still weak Lexi, how did you do that? What are you?" I ask her trying to understand what just happened. First wolves now this?
"I haven't figured that out yet, I just know I can heal wounds. I have to do this, Ronny will know something's up if I avoid her. You better go, she will be out of school soon. I'll see you tonight." She says going back into that empty shell of hers and limping back to her room.
I stand in the kitchen for a while thinking about Lexi, I can't believe Drake has done this. I walk towards her room and look through the gap in the door, she's lying on her side on the bare mattress that's still stained with dry blood and she's looking out the window as if deep in thought.
How am I going to keep this to myself? How can I keep this huge secret from Ronny, if she found out I knew about this and didn't tell her, Ronny will never forgive me...