🕸Mon Garçon🕸

Part Five

"Amélie Lacroix! What the hell is going on!" he yelled. I froze.

"Peré." I weakly said.
(Father)
Peré walked into my room furious. I grabbed Gabe's bag and took him by the wrist and pulled him out of my bedroom as quickly as I could. We started running down the stairs, Peré trailing behind us. He caught up at the bottom of the stairs and grabbed Gabe's shirt, and kicked me away. He reeked of weed and cigarettes.

"Who do you think you are talking to my daughter? Making her distracted from her work?" Peré yelled at Gabe.

Gabe didn't look intimidated or scared he kept his eyes locked on me.

"Is this why you got a 87% on that math quiz. Your boyfriends getting to your head! The guys at works kids get great grades! Some of them in the top collages in the country! But you, you Amélie, are a slut!" He screamed at me.

"Sir, please. She's done not-" Gabe started.

"Shut the hell up!" Peré said slamming his fist into Gabe's shoulder.

Tears started to form. I started to move toward them.

"Amélie dont." Gabe said firmly.

"Don't tell her what to do! Just because you've probably been in between her legs doesn't mean she yours! She's probably pregnant isn't she?" he said standing way too close to him.

Gabe stood there. I couldn't bare it. He could hurt me all he wants, but hurt mon garçon, too far. I used all my strength to push Peré away from him. Peré pushes me too the ground slapped me as hard as he could. He stomped on my chest causing me too cough. My ribs stung.

"Don't touch her!" Gabe yelled. He punched Peré on the side of his face causing him to stumble. Gabe picked me up from the floor and held me wrapping his strong arms around my tiny body.

Peré ran to the kitchen. I know I shouldn't do this but it's about time I did.

"Reyes give me your phone!" i whispered.

He did as he was told. He starred at me as dialed the number.

"My name is Amélie Lacroix, I live on 5695 West Burrow Street. Please hurry my fa-" I was cut off by a sharp pain in my stomach and Gabe screaming my name. I've been stabbed.

"That will teach you, whore!"

My vision blurred and started to cough blood. I could here Gabriel and Peré yelling. I look up to see Gabe propped against a wall barely able to hold himself up. I start to crawl slowly toward the fight. I here distant sirens.

Peré knife is close to Gabe throat. I let out a yelp. I see the tears in Gabe's eyes. There's voices outside the door.

"See this Amélie! If I EVER find another one of these you'll be-"

"Los Angeles Police, Put down your weapon."

Peré throws his knife and punch Gabe in the chin just right to make him unconscious. Police surround Peré, I crawl over to mon garçon. There are slits all over this face and arms. I'm weak but I pull his head into my chest. I kiss the top of his head softly, my tears falling to his hair.

"Everything's going to be alright. I have you." I whisper into his hair.

"Amélie! Amélie Lacroix!" A female voice calls out to me. "Are you Amélie?"

I nod.

"Who's this?"

"Gabriel Reyes. Please, I'll be okay. Take him, keep him safe."

More people come in and take us into trucks.

"Amélie, I need to know who to call for you guys." A man tells me. He holds Gabe's phone. "Is this yours or Gabriel's?"

I nod.

"Password is 3576, call Mama."