Brothers to love me

Chapter 11: Consequences

Jakes p.o.v

I got a call from Bea’s school asking me to go down there and meet with the principle, im not surprised she’s in trouble with something as she hates school so much and that attitude of hers is feisty. I just hope it isn’t anything too bad. When she was unwell last week Owen and I tried to spend more time with her, but it was a struggle. When she wasn’t in bed resting, she would join us on the sofa watching tv or listening to music while we ate but again, she didn’t talk much to us. still it’s better than nothing so far. I picked up Owen from on my way as I know he would want to be here as much as I do when it concerns Bea. we reach the office and my eyes land on her sitting in the corner chair with the hood up on her sweatshirt looking at her hands…her red swollen hands and is that a busted lip, bloody nose, and black eye? Oh no this isn’t good at all. I approach with a slow pace while Owen sprints at her “Trixie… what the hell happened to your face?” he asks while bending down meeting her level touching the side of her beaten up face. She doesn’t answer or pull away from his touch instead she does something completely unexpected, rising from her chair she engulfs Owen in a silent hug. By the look on his face he is just as surprised as me but wastes no time in hugging her back, I guess she is opening up to one of us at least. “Mr Sutton the principle is ready to see you all now” we all step into the office and take a seat “gentlemen am I to understand you are responsible for miss fell temporarily?” “That is correct Mr Grant there was a family emergency our parents had to attend in Florida however they shan’t be gone long” “I see Mr Sutton I should like to speak to them myself when they return however I should explain why I have called you in. it is to inform you on what miss fell has been up to since she started here less than a month ago if I may?” what a pompous ass he is. I already don’t like him “please do I would like to know why she’s bloody and bruised.” “Firstly I must tell you that this is not the first time this week miss fell has been sent to my office. she was court in a storage cupboard with another student performing acts of a s****l nature” the satisfied look in telling me this was written on his face, yet I remained unfazed. Glancing at Bea I could tell she wasn’t happy about it and Owen looks as hurt as I am on the inside. “I see… did that have anything to do with what’s happened today?” “As a matter of fact it does, from what I gather talking with the other girls involved in today’s incident one of the merely pointed out that miss fell should be more discreet with her s****l antics instead of flaunting them for all to see. With that miss fell lost her temper, lunged at the girl and her friends” my blood is boiling listening to the way he talks about Bea, but I won’t give him the satisfaction of knowing it. “Bea is that what really happened?” she shakes her head “so I am to believe four well behaved girls are lying to their principle am I miss fell? Do you not in fact have several hickeys on your body? Perhaps you should remove your shirt and show us” what the f**k did he just say? No way is she taking off anything in front of this pervert. “what’s the point you already believe them over me” Bea has a point he is after conformation not an explanation. “Four girls you said Mr Grant. That would mean that Bea was assaulted by a gang of students instead of an individual. Dose this mean all of them will be disciplined in the same manner?” “Excuse me” “well this school dose operate under a zero tolerance policy and im sure you agree that four against one is a certainly unacceptable whatever the other girls intentions were. You wouldn’t want gang assault getting out to the parents at this school or the bored would you Mr Grant?” “of course not Mr Sutton the others will be serving detention for their part however I don’t think you understand just how much trouble miss fell is in. Today’s fight was the tip of the iceberg. The s****l acts are concerning and inappropriate on school grounds she has also been missing classes, late for classes, not participating in group activities, incomplete assignments and her attendants is a joke. I have no other option than to expel her” oh Bea what is going on with you? I take a deep breath calming myself down “Brother take Bea to clear out her locker on the way to the car I will catch up with you both in a few moments” he makes no fuss doing as I asked leaving swiftly with Bea “now Mr Grant the only joke around here is you, what kind of principle asks any student to remove their clothing, I have a good mind to report you. As for today’s incident as you call it, I believe you already had you mind made up about Bea before this and are using it to prove to yourself right. However right or wrong you may be about miss fell your actions are lacking as an educator!” “Mr Su…” “im not finished. you are in correct in your assumptions of her, she is in fact troubled daily by the sudden loss of her mother, the move across county and the integration into your establishment from everything she has ever known. Instead of helping in the worst possible time of her life working with her to better her emotionally challenges. you chose to ignore the minor incidents leading toward it as well as neglect to inform me of them like you should have. you waited until the situation was bad enough to expel her.” He looks down at his desk searching for words to counter my attack. “this violent outburst cannot be taken lightly Mr Sutton” “I am aware of that, she will be punished accordingly for it at home, perhaps given the circumstances of miss fells life of late you could be more lenient of her punishment in school Mr Grant?” he ponders my request weighing up the risks for himself considering my threats to report him and take this gang incident public “very well Mr Sutton I shall give her another chance at my school under the following conditions. She will serve a week suspension followed by a month probation period if anything happens, I will revoke my leniency immediately. I would also like to advise she seeks some help dealing with her emotions so as not to be a danger to my students or herself in the future.” “Thank you for your time, Mr Grant I will pass your decision and advice on to the rest of the family as soon as we get home.” We stand and shake hands before I exit the office.

Owens p.o.v

As soon as I see Trixie’s face I wanted to hold her but I never expected her to feel the same way, it was a humbling feeling to be wanted by her Asif I could fix everything just by being with her. That stupid principle was such a pervert it was obvious the how he looked at our girl it was aggravating to say the least. I was relieved when Jake asked me to leave with Trixie, he is better at that sort of thing than me id end up punching the guy. Trixie leads me to her locker without a word proceeding to throw the contents in her bag which I then take from her shoulder like the gentlemen I was raised to be pushing the fabric of her sweater aside revelling what looks to be a very large hickey on her pale neck just above the collar bone. I did not want to believe what some horny teenager had done to our girl, but I guess it’s true. I didn’t mention the fact I just see the evidence with my own eyes properly because it hurts to think of her with anyone else accept Jake and I. we reach the steps out front when someone shouts Trixie’s name we stop to see its non-other than that punk from the party that had his hands on her and his jacket over her shoulders. He is the one who done this to her! It’s his fault those girls started messing with her. Im so angry at this punk my fists are balled ready to pounce on him. “Hey Trixie, I hear you got into a fight are you ok?” he goes to touch her but I step between them “yeah im ok but I got to go” we start to walk away when he follows “Trixie who is this guy?” he was obviously too drunk to remember me “im Owen Trixie’s… step cousin, and you are?” “Right the one that took her home from the twins party that night, im Jarred Trixie’s boyfriend nice to meet you” boyfriend? You have got to be kidding me. It’s at that moment Jake stands by my side repeating his last words “boyfriend? You mean the one she was in the cupboard with?” “I...um” nice one brother my turn “you’re also the guy that mutilated her neck making her easy pickings for name calling” he looks uncomfortable with the facts we already know “wait what? I didn’t mean to I…” “that’s enough all of you!” Trixie speaks up just in time before I lose all control “Jarred I will call you later I really need to go” Jake and I follow her to the car and get in without another word spoken. I get in the back seat with Trixie hoping she will want another hug but when I touched her hand she pulled away quick as if I burned, it certainly stung knowing she let that punk Jarred touch her and not me. “Trixie that guys bad news and you know it I mean look at what trouble he’s already done” no response. Jake steals a glance at us in the mirror shaking his head at me as if to say don’t. a few minutes later Jakes car phone rings and he pulls over “it’s mom, let me do the talking” “hi mom I wasn’t expect your call is everything alright?” “Hello Jake, no everything is not alright I have just spoken with Bea’s principle. I assume you are bringing her home now?” oh s**t she already knows that means there home early from Florida too” “yes mother, Owens with me as well we will be home shortly I just had too pull over for Bea’s bloody nose” “oh my goodness your father will take a look at her when you get her home, see you soon” yes definitely see you soon mom” Jake ended the call and sighed deeply then turned to face us “sorry Bea this is out of my hands now it’s up to mom and dad to do what they see fit. I did manage to get you principle to drop the expulsion to a week’s suspension followed by a months’ probation so at least you’re not expelled from school” she looks at Jake thanking him clearly holding back tears “Trixie I should warn you our parents like to take away mobile phones as a part of punishment so if you want to let people know you wont be in contact for a while now’s the time to do it” she nods “oh Bea show us you neck please” Jake asks “why” “because I asked you too” she pulls down her zipper revealing the full extent of the damage Jarred done, it looks awful. Red, black, swollen and saw “there happy… the proof you all wanted, that im a slut that went crazy at the good Christian girls trying to guide me in the right direction” a few stray tears escape her eyes “Trixie I don’t believe that’s what happened neither dose Jake” “Owens right Bea I don’t believe what that ass hat of a principle said that’s why I threatened to report him and publicize your incident as gang assault” I knew my big brother was going to take care of this. “you… you did?” “of course I did Bea we agreed to be friends and earn one another’s trust so despite that horrid mark on your neck I will give you the opportunity to explain what happened later. Right now we must get home before mom goes mad” she thanks him again he starts driving again “Owen… can I have another hug?” hell yes! I slide over to her with open arms holding her the rest of trip.

Bea's p.o.v

I enter the house not knowing what to expect, will they be mad? Understanding? Punish me? Send me away? I have already sent Jarred and Chantelle a text letting them know I probably won’t have my phone for a while but other than that i’m going in blind. Aunt Emma and William are in the living room talking when I step in with the boys ether side of me “Bea dear… oh you’re poor little face. Are you alright?” i nod and stare at my feet until William spoke “Bea follow me to my office so I can take a look at you please” I did as was told leaving the brothers with aunt Emma. “take a seat Bea” at this point my body is exhausted and in pain from the fight I close my eyes awaiting a lecture but it doesn’t come. he begins cleaning my busted lip with a cotton swab and other facial injuries in quiet concentration. “Bea I’m to ask you something’s about your injuries” he asked things like did hit my head? Was kicked? All the doctor things. “Now I’m going to ask you other things Bea and I want you to answer me honestly knowing it will not leave this room” I nod “did you throw the first punch?” “yes” no point in lying. “Have you been bullied before this incident?” “just words nothing else” “the boy who did those thing to your neck, did he force himself on you?” oh my god this is embarrassing “no” “has he or anyone else done anything to hurt you sexually?” “no” “very well, thank you for being honest with me. Emma and I are concerned about your behaviour and so as well as your punishment of being grounded for a week with no mobile phone. you must attend therapy twice a week” “what? I don’t need too!” “Bea I believe you need to process your grief properly in a way that isn’t going to get you in further trouble at school or with…boys.” “That’s not fair, don’t I get a choice in this?” “Alright I will give you a choice you can go to the city twice a week and see a therapist or you can talk with Jake privately in the pool house? my boys tell me you have been building a friendship with them while we were away.” A friendship? I suppose that is what we are calling it. I ponder the for moment “if I talk to Jake does that mean he will tell you guys everything I say?” “No, my son is a professional it will be completely privet between you” “alright I will talk to Jake if he won’t mind that is” William opens the study door and calls for Jake, he enters closing the door behind him. “Jake… Bea has decided that she would like you to be her therapist if you agree?” he looks at me so stern I think he might say no. “very well Bea but just so you know I take my work seriously. I won’t go easy on you” “I understand”