Banner: Helen
Beta: Helen 
Rating: NC-17


Justin woke up on the floor as soon as he heard the front door close, thankfully they were all gone. Possible Molly was home, but Craig was gone. He still was unsure why he got the beating and rape like he did, but then again when does he ever know? Justin slowly sat up and inhaled deeply, of course it hurt, it hurt worse in so many ways like you wouldn’t believe but what could he do? If he goes to the Hospital they would ask questions, he couldn’t have them ask questions.  Suddenly, the door creaked open and he knew who it was; Molly walked into his room with a warmed rag and a bottle of water. 

Molly: “Here” 
Justin: “Thank you.” 
Molly slowly takes the warm rag and cleaned up the blood from Justin’s forehead.
Justin: “I don’t know what I would do without you Mol.”
Molly: “You don’t have to worry, big brother. You’re my rock and I’m yours.”
Justin smiles slightly. 
Justin: “Where is Craig?” 
Molly: “He is going out of town to attend a seminar for a week. 
Justin: “Really?” 
Molly: “Yeah, so it’s just you and me.” 
Justin: “Yeah, we both know Mother won’t do anything.” 

Molly helps Justin to bed. She helped him change his clothes; yes normally this would be awkward but at this point Justin couldn’t move on his own and she wasn’t his sister right now, she was his strength, his best friend. This is what a parent is supposed to do not what his so called parents do, which to him, his parents were dead, they died the first day Jennifer watched her husband beat and rape him in the living room. 

Molly: “Are you hungry?” 
Justin: “No.” 

He curled up under the covers, he couldn’t move and he knew that he would have a huge ugly bruise on his stomach. 
Molly: “If I make you some broth will you eat it. Please?” 
Justin: “I’ll try.” 
Molly: “Thank you.” (She kissed his cheek) 

Justin laid there wondering what he did to deserve this and he knew nothing, for this week, he could heal while Craig is gone. He loved when he had to go away. A few minutes later, Molly entered the room with a coffee cup full of Chicken broth. 

Molly: “I didn’t want you to have lifted too much so I brought in a cup and a straw.” 
Justin: “Thanks Mol, you’re the best.” 

Justin finished his soup and slowly lay back down and closed his eyes. Molly crawled around to hold her brother. She knew that she was the protector here; right now she was protecting him, from everything. 

They would have a week of not worrying and for that, both Taylor kids, were grateful.