WARNING
Just a warning this is a story who is suffering from depression, cutting, any self harm, suicide, suicide attempts and suicidal thoughts. Please don't read if you are triggered by those.
END OF WARNING

Her family is the epitome of insanity and abuse. No wonder she ended up like she is. Her mother is the one who stayed. Her mom needs to leave but we can only offer somewhere to go. It's all we can do and it's another reason we are here.

As we leave her room her brothers friend Tyler leaves his room from down the hall. He eyes Willow up and down. He makes my blood boil instantly. He's the main reason for my girl and her depression and suicidal thoughts. Some of it's in the past but I think coming here made her bring up a lot of it.

I had the bag of her stashes in my hand and we would throw it out before she introduced me to her dad. According to Willow her father was just as bad as Ryan and Tyler. But her father only beat her mom. He never laid a hand on her but he let it happen. Which is just as bad.

As we walk out the front door here father is already calling a family meeting in the living room. I run to the garbage can outside and throw it out. She smiles at me as it gets thrown away. Another hurdle we have gotten over. Only a few more and we can get back to our life.

As we walk back in the house hand in hand the man I am assuming is her father looks straight at both of us. He frowned when he saw us holding hands.

"Dad. This is Michael. My fiancee." Willow introduced us, "Michael. This is my Dad Roger." "Sir." I said curtly. I'm not here to make friends with these people. If it were up to me these people except her mother would be in jail.

Her father gruffed, "He wont be staying in your room."

"Dont worry sir. We got a hotel." I answered back as Willow nodded.

"Nonsense." He said harshly.

"Sorry, but Willow and I will not be staying here. We are headed to our hotel after dinner." I responded. I stood taller showing I would not back down from his harshness.

He didn't say anything back but stared at Willow as she looked at me. I turned to her and smiled and kissed her forehead. Her father led us into the living room as we all sat down.

Tyler had taken a seat on the loveseat and her brother on the couch with their mother. I knew they would try and separate us so Willow and I stood. We had major talks about this when we were headed over. She knew exactly what they would try and do.

Tyler patted the seat beside him. "Come on Wills. Sit by me for old times sake." He laughed.

She stiffened beside me and held my hand tighter. "Not happening." She said firmly. Tyler chuckled. "Gotten feisty I see." He muttered.

"Ok. I'm going to say we are happy you are home. It's been far too long. Especially since you left without a word." Her father started trying to break the awkward silence. I looked at Willow. Apparently her mother never told anyone she was leaving. Probably for the best. They would have known where to look.

I felt her sigh next to me. I knew what was coming but I didn't know how her family would react. I squeezed her hand to let her know I'm right here and aim not leaving. "Go ahead." I whispered.

"Yes. I left 4 years ago to start college. I have been in Virginia the entire time. I left the day I found out through my school counselors that I could graduate early." Willow started.

"Ok? But you left and didn't say anything. Not even a note. We almost put out a missing person's report but the school principal said we didn't have to because he knew where you were, that you weren't in danger, and that you were safe." Ryan said staring up.

"No offense Ryan but at the time if I didnt leave I wouldn't be standing here today. I needed-" Willow started getting harshly cut off by her father.

"Oh for fucks sake Willow. Here we go again with the fucking drama. You were a teen girl that fucking blamed everything on depression and tried to swallow a bunch of pills. Get the fuck over yourself. Everyone has problems. No on gives a shit about you or your problems." Her fathers voice starting raising at the end.

His whiskey already sloshing out of the crystal glass he had been using since he walked in the door.

That's when chaos erupted. Ryan started yelling about her missing. Her mom starting crying. Her dad screaming that Willow was selfish and immature. And how dare she come home after all this time with me.

Even Tyler got into it. He started yelling about why's he was affected to when she left. Even when he knew he was the biggest reason behind it all.

The only ones who didn't speak or raise their voice was us. She stood there starting to tremble. Tears started to stream down her cheeks. I enveloped her in a hug.

"I'm here love. Block them out. You can do this. Keep breathing. Look at me. Look at me." I kept whispering over and over. I held her face in my hands. She slowly nodded and turned towards her family.

"SHUT THE FUCK UP!!!" I yelled and her whole family stopped. My father was a drill sergeant and taught me how to yell while commanding their attention. It even scared Willow and she jumped. I smiled down at her assuring her.

"I spent my freshman year of college in and out of therapy for the abuse I received. I went because of my multiple suicide attempts and my cutting. I left because I couldn't fucking bare to be in this house anymore with this family. Its not even a family. A father who beats his wife and turns his back on his daughter. A big brother who is supposed to be my best friend bullies me, let's his best friend abuse me physically and sexually." She cried out. Her mother's sobs worsened.

Ryan stared at Tyler.

"Sexual?" He choked out to Tyler.

"She was fucking asking for it." Tyler shot back.

I lost it. I dont even remember my next steps. I just remember Willows cries behind me as I kept punching Tyler making him bleed as much as I could. No one was stopping me. Ryan stood back and stood behind me. Finally I stood up and spat on Tyler.

"Get the fuck out of this house. You piece of fucking shit." Ryan said to Tyler.

"Oh dont get all high and mighty asshole. You knew it was happening. You knew about the parties and the reason I stayed here most nights. Hell you caught me in her room multiple times trying to get with her when we were younger." Tyler choked out between a coughing fit and blood streaming down his nose.

I froze. "You knew it was going on?" I asked Ryan.

"Yeah. But I thought it was only a few times and I thought it was just them kissing or whatever." Ryan answered back quietly still staring at Tyler.

"And you knew?" I asked turning to her father who only shrugged. Fuck this group of people. I can't even use the word family to describe this mess.

I turned to face Willow and she wasn't there. I heard her footsteps upstairs and a door slam.

"I'm going to get her and we are leaving. Mom can you come help?" I turned asking her mom who nodded through her sobbing.