Can The Caged Bird Sing?

Chapter 5 Getting By With A Little Help

---Evelyn's POV---

I break down completely on my floor as I feel Sandy's hands rubbing on my back while she covers me with my sad excuse for a blanket. She is trying to be my emotional support which is so sweet I never would have expected her to defend me and help me and it seems to be exactly what I need.

"I'm so sorry you have to go through this Evelyn, you don't deserve this and he will get his.. because karma is a real b***h! That was so wrong on so many levels.. I just want to murder him!" She says with so much anger in her words.. I don't know what to think about this because I have never really had anyone go out of their way to be nice to me.

"That's just my life.. it sucks." I sadly state to her probably too honestly as she let's out a sad deep breathe, nodding her head. "You have had such a tough life and I never understood why everyone was so mean to you.. it just makes me so mad." She rants to me as if I didn't know what's been happening to me forever but I just shrug my shoulders because of course I do know.

"Well you have never been mean to me and since you have been with my brother, Zachary has stopped too." I say nicely to her as she spats without even a second thought. "Well yea he better have stopped or he would get hell from me!"

"You made him stop for me?" I ask her curiously as I look up and into her eyes. "Yea of course, we had that conversation the first time he asked me to be with him.. that was one of the conditions. You don't deserve the treatment you get and it bothers me.. it always has." She explains as she gives me a side hug.

"Well you're the only one that thinks that around here but thank you.." I say sending her a small smile as she stands up walking to my one dresser that's broken and leaning against the wall. I just don't have the tools to fix it or I would have already.

I watch her pull my drawers open and not seeing much for clothing as she pushes them back in.. Turning around, then putting her finger up before saying, "I'll be right back." She prances down my stairs to who knows where.

I let out a deep breath just holding myself in the fetal position. I place my head onto my knees that are in my chest at the moment.. just trying to hide from the outside world as much as I can.

"I'm so sorry Evee.. this is all my fault." Myra says again still beating herself up for what that guy chose to do.

"It's not your fault he was such a shitty mate.. well.. I mean besides the rejection and humiliation at the end, It was actually a great first time.. so don't hate yourself too much.. he was actually nice and gentle to me and it felt so good I wanted to do that over and over again.. so I guess it's his loss because he could have had so much fun with me all the time.. but we don't need someone like that in our lives. We are better off by ourselves if that's the mates we are going to get. Don't beat yourself up for that. That whole ordeal saved us from a lifetime if torment.. so ill just deal with that.." I try to make her feel so much better because it's not her fault so I won't blame her no matter what she thinks.

"Thanks for not hating me right now Evee.. we will get a better mate... someone who will really take good care of us and get us out of this hell hole.. I just know it.." She tries to say with a tinge of confidence in her voice but it's still shaky.

"Whether we get a better mate or not we will still live our life strong, not letting this effect us because we don't want him to win.. he is nothing to us now.. remember that." I say with more confidence than I ever thought I could muster up.. I can feel the darkness and hatred filling me up inside.

That is until I hear my door open as I see it's Sandy but she has a hands full of clothing along with a suitcase. "Here I had an extra bag and I was getting rid of these clothes because I never wear them but I think they would fit you perfect!" She declares setting the clothes she has brought on top of the suitcase. She pulls out a t-shirt and shorts handing them to me. I take them but before I can slip them on she stops me putting her hand out, then reaching around in the pile of clothing she brought.. She pulls a plastic bag out as she opens it up grabbing something lacey out.. I don't know if she really was getting rid of these or if she just feels bad for me and gave me some of her clothes.. but either way it's a nice gesture and they are cute clothing. I have never owned anything so nice.

"I bought some bras and underwear too because I thought I picked the right size for myself and they were actually too small. I had never tried this company before and apparently they run small.. so I was going to take them back but I really think these would fit you too so you might as well try them.

Sandy hands me a set of bra and underwear that's still hanging on the hanger.. she has multiple pairs of those in the bag too. I love the colors, so I reach out sending her a smile as I take it off of the hanger and she shows me how to put it on.. I have never had these things because I don't have the money to buy them and my father or brothers don't know anything about this.. so it's nice to have some type of tutorial.

I slip the bra and underwear on and she is correct they actually do fit perfect.. it's so supportive and comfortable, I never knew why the girls wore them but now I do. I slip the t-shirt and shorts on that she has picked for me and suprisingly they all fit perfect.

"Thanks so much Sandy.. no one has ever done anything like this for me.. you don't know how much this means to me." I explain to her as she crashes straight into my body hugging me tight and I just accept it because it's not often I get hugged.. I actually don't remember the last time I got a hug. This girl is some type of angel sent from the heavens.

"Thanks for everything but I have to go finish the laundry." I say to her as she shakes her head at me, hating that idea. "No you need to rest.. you have been through too much today.. I'll do the laundry for you." She states as I shake my head vigorously.

"No if my brother found out you were doing the laundry for me then he will tell my dad and you don't want to know what kind of trouble I would get in from him." I explain to her as she takes my hand holding it tight as she rubs my arm. "Let me help you at least and we can get it done faster.." She suggests to me as I just stare at her for a moment thinking about her offer before she adds. "And I won't tell Zach where I'm at.. he won't even know.. I'll tell him I'm studying for my final because that's not a lie, I need to. I have my last college final before our break.. but it's just an essay I have to send in before midnight tomorrow." She explains to me as I reluctantly nod at her.. not because I don't want her company, it's because I'm afraid she might get in trouble for trying to help me out.

"Don't worry about me.. I'll be fine.. let's go." She says to me obviously noticing my worry but still pulling my hand she is still holding onto tight. I follow her down my stairs then to the hallway that leads me to the next set of stairs.. The closer we get to the main floor the more I can hear the guys still yelling about some game.. but I can even hear my ex-mates voice too.. great.

I can see Sandy's body stiffen hearing his voice too. She walks past the doorway to the main room as he calls her name then scoffs at her in disgust when he sees she is holding my hand. When I look over at him he is elbowing his friends as they all start to laugh at me making my heart break more.. I bet he told all of them what he did to me.. I see my brother Zachary staring at us as Sandy continues on through the kitchen.

We are stopped by Zachary, he takes her hand and just stares at her intently. They are probably talking over mindlink.. which is talking with your brain telepathically.. but it's a private way of talking with anyone one individual or the whole pack at the same time if you wanted.

After a long moment, he smiles and nods, kissing the back of her hand before he kisses her forehead. She smiles up at him as I feel a tinge of jealousy rain over me from how sweet he is being to her.. I wish I had that..

I feel him put his hand to my shoulder, suprising me as I look up locking my gaze with his.. but his stare is filled with sorrow for me. He obviously found out one way or another what happened to me. He doesn't say anything he just pats me as he passes by before going back into the other room.. the quiet gesture was better than nothing.. it shows he cares even if it's just because of his mate. That's the most kindness he has ever shown me besides stopping the harassment years ago when he first found Sandy as his mate.

She leads us to the doorway that heads down the stairs to the basement laundry room. We get down the stairs and into the big open room filled so many different scents.. She makes her way across the room as she starts by changing out the clothes from the washer to the dryer for me then filling up the washer.

"I'm sorry I don't know how much soap to put in can you help me?" She asks me as I smile and nod walking over to the washer and showing her how much I have been taught to put in.

I start to seperate the clothing from the clean piles... from men's and women's then by each floor because each bit of clothing is labeled.

"We need to make sure to label your clothes that I just gave you, so it doesn't keep coming to me." Sandy says nicely to me as I smile and nod. I'm not use to having anyone to talk to down here, so I honestly don't know what to say in small talk.

"Thanks again for those clothes.. you didn't have to do that for me." I say to her as she waves off my comment before stating, "That's just the stuff I could find right off the back that I was getting rid of but I have more.. just give me a couple days and I'll find them for ya.. and it makes me feel better to know I have someone to take all the clothes I don't wear anymore.. I just never knew what to do with them, so you're helping me out right now too. it's not all for you I swear.. do you need shoes too? I have a bagful that Zach is trying to get me to get rid of but like I said I didn't know where to take them."

I chuckle at her sweet babbling.. she is so genuinely nice. "I don't know what size I wear since I never get to leave the house." I say to her as she walks right over to me, slipping off her shoe without a second thought and putting it on the floor besides my feet.

"You look about my size, just try my shoe on.." She instructs as I slip my foot into her shoe that says vans on the side of it. They are a tiny bit big but fit pretty well.

"Oh perfect, they look like they fit well! I have socks and shoes you can have! Yea thank you.. Zach will be so relieved for me to get rid of my pile of stuff I didn't know what to do with!" She declares as I take her shoe off and she slips it back on her foot. "Oh and these are a size 7 so you know for future reference." She says this so casually. It's so refreshing because she knows it's not normal for me to not have these things but she doesn't judge me for it.. she just helps me and goes on with her day as if it's no big deal.. that's nice because I don't feel so freakish. This is definitely the distraction I needed.