Chapter 12

                                    

                                          
Forth's pov:
                          
Flashback:
                          
"why can't you talk?! Birth defect?! Are you fucking kidding me?!" My dad screamed at me.
                          
He slapped me hard across my face causing me to fall to the ground.
                          
"You need speech therapy?! What kind of bullshit is that?!" He grabbed my collar and pulled me up roughly causing me to whimper.
                          
"Do you know how embarrassed i was when he had to tell me that MY son can't even talk on his own?! Do you realise that?!" he screamed.
                          
"You're not my son! I don't want a defective piece of shit like you! I should have forced that woman to abort you!" He threw me to the wall.
                          
My head hit the wall really hard pulling another whimper out of me.
                          
"Fucking say something! The only thing you can do is make noises! You are fucking 7 years old! The other kids your age can already form full sentences! I'm not paying for some speech therapist for you! I don't have that much money to be wasting on shit like that!" He stomped towards me angrily.
                          
I curled into a ball and tried to cover myself from his hits.
                          
I tried to form words as hard as i could, but the only thing that came out were weird noises.
                          
"Bloody hell!! I need some drinks. I can't deal with this shit." He stormed out of the house slamming the door behind him. 
                          
I brought my knees close to my chest cried my heart out.
                          
I'm sorry.
                          
I kept repeating the single phrase in my head over amd over again. I could only blame myself for disappointing him. 
                          
I heard the door opening opening again. 
                          
"Oh my god! Forth!" I could hear mom's voice. 
                          
She ran to me and pulled me into her arms. I wrapped my small arms around her tightly and cried harder. 
                          
"Baby what happened? Why are you lying on the floor?" She asked softly. 
                          
She pushed me away a little and gave me her phone to type. 
                          
I tripped and fell... 
                          
"Oh? Where did you get hurt? Does it hurt a lot?" She asked frantically. 
                          
I put my hand on the back of my head. She checked it. 
                          
"It's only a small bump. It's going to be fine after i put some ice on it." She gently took me into her arms again and carried me towards the kitchen to put ice on my head. 
                          
I couldn't tell her that my dad was beating me. He said he would hurt her if i did. I didn't want that to happen. 
                          
So i take the beatings while she's at work and when she comes back i make excuses explaining some of the bruises. 
                          
I felt so helpless. I didn't know what to do. 
                          
Every night while going to sleep i can only repeat one thing in my head. 
                          
Someone please help me. 
                          
Flashback end.
                          
Beam's pov:
                          
I woke up to the sound of whimpering. I looked up to see that Forth had tears streaming down his face and he was scratching his throat.
                          
It was as if he was trying to talk but wasn't able to. The only thing that came out were whimpers and whines.
                          
"Forth! Stop that!" I pulled his hands away from his throat which was starting to get bruised.
                          
He tried to pry his hands from my grip but i held on tightly.
                          
"Forth! Wake up! It's just a nightmare!" I shouted.
                          
But he still wouldn't wake up. He kept squirming and struggling. I sat up and pulled Forth into my embrace. I pulled him close to my body and wrapped his arms around my waist so he won't be able to reach his throat.
                          
"Forth I'm here. Calm down. You don't need to try to force yourself to talk. It's ok. Calm down." I whispered in his ear hoping that he can hear me.
                          
He kept struggling to be set free but i tightened my arms around him.
                          
"Its me Beam. Your boyfriend. Calm down. I'm right here. You're ok. No one's going to hurt you. Come back to me. Please. " I whispered.
                          
He slowly stopped struggling and relaxed.
                          
I slowly loosened my arms around him to look at his face.
                          
His eyes were filled with tears and he was shaking like a leaf.
                          
"Do you recognise me? " I asked softly. I reached out my hands and wiped his tears. 
                          
He slowly nodded and mouthed my name.
                          
"Calm down. It's ok. I'm right here beside you. You don't need to force yourself to talk." I kissed his forehead gently.
                          
He still looked unsure but he slowly wrapped his arms around my waist again. He buried his face in my neck and started crying again.
                          
I wrapped my arms around him again. I stroked his hair gently and rubbed small soothing circles on his back.
                          
His body stopped shaking slowly and i felt him relax completely. Not too long after, i could feel his steady breathing indicating that he's alseep.
                          
I laid him back on the bed. He wouldn't let go of my t-shirt so i adjusted our position so i can also lay down comfortably.
                          
I kept rubbing his back softly until i fell asleep.