Hidden Feelings: BBRAE Part 3

A/N I am so psyched for all the favs and views I have gotten on Part 2. I love you guys so so so much. This part will be slightly different than the first two. There will be flashbacks from Rachel and Gar. Thanks again and enjoy the last part of Hidden Feelings
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'Where am I?' Rachel thought as she slowly came back into consciousness. The last thing she remembered was Gar lying on her living room floor.
"I see you are awake, my daughter." Rachel tried to move but her hands were bound behind her back.
"What do want from me?"
"To catch up. I never got any replies from the letters I sent you."
"Maybe I didn't want to reply." She said coldly. She strained her hands trying to break free.
"You have grown to be such a beautiful young woman." He lifted her chin so she looked at him.
"Don't touch me. Not with those murdering hands." She jerked away.
"I admit what I did was wrong but-"
"Wrong? Wrong?! What you did wasn't wrong! It was sick and twisted. I had to watch her die because of you. I saw things a 12 year old should never see!"
"I know. You were never supposed to see it."
"You were my role model. I looked up to you. I WAS your little girl. Not anymore." She spat at him.

XxX

Rachel tossed and turned in her bed as she heard her parents arguing again.
'Why don't they ever stop?' She crept out of her room and sat on the stairs. She saw that her father had his hands around her mother's neck. She put her hand over her mouth to block her gasp.
"Trevor...I can't breathe." Her mother choked out. She turned her head so she didn't have to see it. She knew her father would get violent if he didn't calm down. When she turned her head back around she saw that her father had stabbed her mother multiple times and that he was nowhere in sight.
"Mommy..." Rachel ran down the stairs and sat beside her mom. She had tears running down her face.
"Rachel, I need you to call 911..." She said placing a hand on her cheek.
"Where's daddy at?"
"He left, sweetie."
"I'll call 911, mommy." Rachel picked up the phone and dialed the most important number there was.
"911, what is your emergency?"
"My mommy has been stabbed."
"Alright, sweetie. What is your address."
"729 East Main Street."
"An ambulance and police are on their way." Rachel hung up the phone and sat back down .
"Baby, I'm sorry you had to see me like this." Rachel took her mother's hand. There was so much blood. Rachel had never seen so much.
"Baby, I love you so much."
"I love you too, mommy." Just then her mother's eyes closed and her hand went limp.

XxX

Rachel was crying as she remembered that fateful day. Her father had left her alone 20 minutes ago. She didn't know where she was. She felt her phone vibrate in her back pocket.
"If only I could get my hands free." She continued to move her hands until she felt a knot get loose. She slid her hands out and took her phone out of her pocket.
"My phone has GPS. If I can get a message through or call someone, they should be able to find me." She went straight to her contacts and dialed the first number she knew would answer.
"Rachel?"
"Gar? Thank God you answered." She said with relief in her voice.
"Rachel, where are you?"
"I don't know."
"I woke up and you were gone. Why was I on the floor of your living room?"
"My dad must've knocked you out. He brought me somewhere. I don't know where. But my phone has GPS. You need to hurry. I'm scared. I'm afraid of what he'll do to me."
"Don't worry. I'll get the others and the police. I'll find you don't worry."
"Thank you." She heard the doorknob jiggle.
"I gotta go. Hurry please." She whispered and hung up, shoving her phone back in her pocket. She ran into the nearest room and hid in the closet.
"Rachel, where did you go?" She could hear his footsteps getting closer.

XxX

Garfield hooked his phone up to his computer and picked up Rachel's phone signal. As soon as he wrote down the address he called Dick, Kori, and Victor.
"Guys, I found Rachel."
"Really? That's great." The three of them said in unison.
"I need your help though."
"No problem, we'll be at your house in a few." As soon as Victor drove up in his car, Garfield jumped in and showed him the address.
"So, what happened?"
"Her dad took her."
"Why would her dad take her?" Dick asked
"Who knows. All I know is that when I get my hands on him, I'll tear him apart."

XxX

"Hi guys, what is everyone talking about?" Garfield asked
"Hey, there is supposed to be some new girl starting today." Dick responded
Their teacher came in with a young girl. Her face was concealed by her long black hair. "Class this is Rachel Roth. Help her feel welcome at our school."  She sat down in front of Kori in the classroom.
"Maybe we should talk to her." Victor whispered to them.
"Want me to do it?" Garfield asked.
"Sure."
"Kori, switch me spots." Kori and Garfield switched desks so he could sit behind. He could slightly see the girl drawing in her notebook.
Garfield leaned forward and tapped her on the shoulder. She turned around and looked at him. She had beautiful blue eyes that complimented her fair skin and long black hair.
"Hi, I'm Garfield." She just looked at him not saying a word.
"You should hang out with me and my friends at lunch, okay."
"Okay." She replied softly.

XxX

Rachel ran down the stairs of the house her father had brought her to. She got to the front door and tried to open it, but a hand closed it behind her.
"Are you trying to leave me, Rachel?"
"Please, just let me leave." He pinned her against the wall and took her phone out of her pocket.
"Why would I do that knowing you had contact with someone." He threw her phone against the wall; causing it to break apart. Panicking, Rachel balled up her fists and punched her father in the face; bloodying his nose. He covered his nose, causing Rachel to get away.
"That was a mistake, baby girl." He turned around, grabbed Rachel's hair, and threw her against the wall.
"I didn't want to have to do this to you. I'll make you suffer just like your mother." Rachel was pinned up on the wall by her throat. He pulled a pocket knife out of his back pocket.
"...I can't breathe..." Rachel gasped. Then without another word her father stabbed her in the chest. She let out an airy scream. Just then the door was kicked open. Her father dropped her and turned around.
"Gar...." She said when she saw him in the doorway.
He looked at Rachel then to her father, "You bastard!" fury in eyes. He ran at her father and punched him. Gar tackled him and kept punching him.
"Garfield! Stop!" He quit punching him when Dick yelled at him.
"Did you guys call the police?"
"They'll be here in a couple minutes." He got off of Rachel's father and sat beside Rachel.
"Garfield..." Rachel's body was shivering.
"Don't worry you'll be okay." He held onto her hand.
"This is...just like with my mother...and I. Except you're in my place."
"No, this isn't like that. You're gonna be fine."
"Gar, in case I don't get a chance to say this again. I want to tell you something..."
"Quit talking like that. You aren't going to die!"
"Maybe, it was always supposed to be this way."
"Rachel, damn it, stop it!" Rachel opened her mouth to say something, but no words came out. The hand that was in Garfield's hand slowly slipped out; eyes closed.
"Rachel! Rachel, wake up!"
"Garfield, she's still breathing. See." Victor said pointing to her chest.
"Come on, the cops and ambulance are here. They'll take care of everything here." Dick said escorting Garfield out of the house.

XxX


Garfield sat beside Rachel in the hospital; watching her chest rise and fall as she remained in a coma.
"Gar, come on. You've been here since she was admitted into the hospital." Dick said
"Yea man, you need to go home." Victor replied
"No. I want to be here when she wakes up."
"Garfield, the doctors said that was a slim chance. The blade almost penetrated her heart."
"I'm not leaving!"
"Fine, well we are." Dick and Victor left the hospital room, leaving Gar alone with a sleeping Rachel.
"Rachel, I know you can't hear me, but I want you to know that I've been here for the past 12 days. I want you to wake up. I need to hear you voice again. I just wish there was a sign to know that you are getting better." After he finished talking Rachel's fingers moved slightly.
"Rachel, did you just move? Can...can you hear me? If you can hear me move your hand." He watched her hands as the left one moved up. Garfield shot out of his chair in excitement.
"Yes, I knew it. I knew you would wake up soon." He sat back sown and took one of Rachel's hands in hopes she would hold his in return. Rachel's eyelids twitched as she held onto Garfield's hand.
"Gar...field?"
"Rachel, I'm here. I've always been here."
Her eyes slowly opened, "I'm alive?"
"Yeah." He felt like he was going to cry.
"What happened to my dad?"
"Let's just say he won't be getting out anytime soon."
"Thank you."
"For what?"
"If it weren't for you showing up, I might not be here."
"You're welcome."
"I never got to tell you."
"Tell me what?"
She blushed, "I love you, Garfield Logan."
"I have always loved you, Rachel."
"Really?"
"Ever since I saw those big blue eyes of yours. The first time I saw you smile, although it was rare."
"I'm glad you feel the same way."
"I have to tell the others." He pulled out his phone and Rachel stopped him.
"Not just yet. I want to be alone with you for just a bit longer." Garfield leaned in and kissed her softly.
"I love you, Rachel."
"And I love you."