The Bad Boy's? Or my Abuser?

Chapter Twelve

A sickly familiar scent flooded the unconscious teens nostrils, as she was aroused from her deep sleep, by an annoying steady rhythm of ‘beeps’, and felt a groan escape her dried throat. Voices also mingled with the annoying sounds of beeps, which hushed almost immediately due to her not so subtle groan.

“Jewels, you awake yet? Im almost ready to start singing..”

Her brothers jesting, had her mutter a soft curse underneath her breath, and her stormy blue optics flickered open. Julian had just been through hell, and she didn’t need a broken ear drum on top of all the pre-existing trauma. A wave of husky chuckles flooded the room, due to her expression, and caused the injured vixen to pause..who was in the room with her?

“Dallas, my sweet dearest older brother. Who the hell is in th-..”

Julians sentence was cut off, as a familiar masculine voice began to speak.

“Don’t worry Storm, we aren’t here to cause trouble..Just checking up on you.”

Olivers familiar tone rang out, and it almost sounded worried. Julians mind began to wonder if he was actually here because he was worried, but silently murdered the idea, and if anything he was only here to mess with her mind. The vixen rose into a sitting position, a barely audible whimper escaped her lips, and swiftly controlled her facial features not allowing an a ounce of pain to show.

“Ah, I highly doubt that Martinez. After all, you only do things to benefit you, and your boys.”

The vixens lips twitched as they began to curl into a smirk, and she let her stormy irises match the masculines feline like emerald optics. Oliver may have seen her at one of her lowest times, but now the vixen wouldn’t give him the pleasure of seeing her brokenness, and scars beneath her composed facade. The brute let his gaze flicker away from the vixens, as he let out a sigh.

“Normally, yes would be the answer, but this time your statement is incorrect. No woman deserves to be beaten, no matter if the reason is justifiable, and honestly this was just a-...”

The brute cut himself off, as he pursed his lips searching for away to redeem himself, and yet Julian already could sum up what he was going to say. The already annoyed vixen sent a sharp glare at her brother for letting too much information slip, and turned her gaze back to the leader of the ‘Bad boys’.

“Were changing our stripes, we’ve already agreed that we would protect you..But the game isn’t off Storm. We will charm you in, another light, and be your loyal body guards during school.”

The young latino smirked slyly, as the vixen narrowed her already icy gaze on the masculine, and flipped him her trade mark finger. Her gaze then flickered to her ‘loving’ older brother, and pointed to Kovu. The large fluffy gentle giant, let out a soft whimper, and wagged his long tassel causing her facade to crack as she smiled. She motioned with her fingers in a ‘come here’ motion, which sent the german shepherd bounding towards her, and soon landed silently atop the hospital bed.

“This boys, is all i need for protection. Oh, and Kovu listens to commands unlike a few bad boy wannabes.”

Julian smirked, only to have it morph into a horrified expression, as a blonde blur sprinted into the room, and crashed into her. The young vixen was then pulled into a bone crushing bear hug, as her best friend refused to let her go, and caused the other occupants in the room to laugh.

“S-sammy. My rib is going to break further, and puncture my lung if you continue to strangle me!”

The vixen struggled to escape her best friends iron grip, as Kovu flicked his tassel back and forth in a playful gesture knowing Sam wasn’t a threat. Dee finally rose from his sitting position, and dragged the freakishly strong blonde off his injured sister only to pin her gently against his chest. A playful smirk etching itself onto his lips, as he chortled, and walked a now pissy blonde away from his sister.

“Dallas Sean Stormwell, I swear if you don’t let me go i'm telling ‘uncle’ Lowell to kick your a-”

The brute shook his head, covering the shouting vixens mouth, and continued to nod his head along used to Sam's rants about him. A cheeky smirk upon his lips, gave the occupants in the room a good laugh knowing that he was getting a lovely ear full of everything he's done wrong, and Julian shook her head playfully.

“So when can I go home? I’ve had worse, so why are we stalling.”

Julians tone caused a hush to fall over the group, as Dallas moved the now silent vixen away from him, and turned to face his sister. She probed her brothers dark blue optics, searching the emotions that were present, and all she found was worry.

“Jewels, right now this is the safest place for you. Jason knows our address, Sammy’s address..”

Julian cut off her brother, as she forced herself out of the bed, and stood toe to toe with her elder brother. With a dangerous fire dancing in her stormy blue optics, and she felt her fists ball tightly.

“No, hell no, nada, nope, ain't happening, rather spend the night in a dumpster, and Dallas i'm more willing to spend a night in the lions den with Daniel.”

The elder brute felt his brow furrow, in frustration knowing that his sister would whole heartedly reject his decision, and fight tooth and nail to have her way. He admired his baby sister for her shear determination, and strength but he wasn’t willing to risk her safety once more. Dallas shifted his gaze to meet his sister furious glare, and smiled softly knowing that he would have to resort to other tactics to persuade her.

“Julian. I’m not risking your safety again, and if it comes down to telling our birth givers the truth about what really happened between you and that scum then so be it. They will have twenty-four hour security on you, no freedom to do as you please, and you will have a personal body guard accompany you to all of your classes. If this is what it’s come to, then damn it all, i’m not loosing my only sister to some d**k head who just wants to use you for his own personal sick pleasure, and abuse you.”

The hospital room was silent, besides the now annoyingly loud beeping from one of the many machines monitoring Julians heart, and the masculines harsh breathing. Dallas tone was soft, yet held many harsh emotions, and caused his younger sister to drop her gaze to the floor. Throughout this whole ordeal, some could call him selfish, and all honesty he could careless. All he wanted was for his sister to be safe, was that too much to ask for in this sick world? Some would think so. Julian felt her shoulders slump, as the fire in her eyes had been extinguished, and she let her tightly balled fists fall from their balled form.

“Damn it, fine. Two conditions, Kovu stays with me at all times, and I’m still allowed to go to school seeing as that will be my only chance to socialize with someone other than these three idiots.”

The brute released a breath he was unknowingly holding, and hastily pulled his younger sister into a gentle yet loving hug. Dallas would honestly would have murdered, in order to get his sister to stay with one of the other guys, and at the same time would also murder one of those groupies if they even dreamed of touching his younger sister. The elder brute went to open his mouth when Sammy beat him to it.

“Well that settles that issue, guess I can call off the male strippers..”

The blonde wiggled her eyebrows in a mock seductive look, causing the brunette to crack a small smile, and rest against the hospital bed frame, and steal a glance at Oliver talking to Brandon as Kyle dreamily stared at Sammy's assets which cause the vixen to frown yet it didn't last for long. These next few months were going to be hell, and she could already feel the dread pooling at the bottom of her stomach.

“Lord, please help me not murder these horny idiots..”

Julian was lost in thought, as the boys worked out a plan on where she would be staying for the remainder of the school year, and just how much surveillance would be needed to protect a stubborn teenage girl who honestly didn’t want to admit that she was broken beyond repair and who was in desperate need of some crazy glue to help piece together her shattered mind.