All I Want Is You | Jensen Ackles

Chapter 37 - Cheryl

She can do nothing. Danneel can do nothing. I won't let her affect me with her poisonous words even though I can't stop thinking about all the facts she said. I don't care that I'm not with Jensen in front of the outside world, all that matters is I am with him and we love each other.

And she mentioned something about his childhood. It's true, I know absolutely nothing about his childhood, he never talks about it. I'm sure if I ask him he will tell me, I hope.

What is going on?

I walk the hallways down to my dorm room and I find the girls living next to us all out of their rooms, some just peering their heads from their doors and they are all quiet. A horrible sound of something shattering on the ground comes from one of the rooms.

My room.

I don't hesitate and press the key to the lock with shaking hands. The door opens and my mouth goes wide to the ground, looking at the state of the room. A tall man looking so scary stands in the middle of the room.. oh wait, I've seen him before. He's the guy who was hitting Cheryl the first day I came in here. Who the hell is he?

Cheryl is sitting in the corner against the wall, her head between her knees, crying. I take steps back as he stares at me angrily. Calling the police is the first thing that comes to my mind because I guess screaming is only going to make things worse and apparently no one cares here to save you.

My shaking hands betray me and I drop the phone to the ground without removing my eyes from the man I bend my back and grab it. I press the phone button and type 91

"No," Cheryl screams with a cracking voice and stands from her place. Her face is red and blotchy and the mascara running down her eyes making everything worse.

"Tell her to stop." The man says, his voice is so hoarse making me more stressed.

My finger is an inch from pressing the call button. I don't think and press it putting the phone to my ear. Cheryl runs to me and takes the phone from my hand hanging up.

"Are you out of your mind?" She scrubs her nose.

"What?" I'm no longer breathing like a normal person and I feel my heart pounding in my chest about to explode.

"You have forty-eight hours if you don't get me back my money you know what happens I don't need to remind you." He says before slapping Cheryl on the head then leaving past me, leaving a bad smell which is a mixture between alcohol, sweat, and smoke.

Cheryl closes the door behind him, huffing then picking up the stuff from the ground randomly like everything is normal.

She takes one item by another putting on our desks.

"This is yours, right?" she picks a red pen which is mine but dude are we seriously going to discuss about a pen right now, right now.

"You know I'm not just gonna shut up and pretend nothing happened, right?"

"It's nothing. I promise I will pay for all your damaged things."

"Hey, Cheryl stop." I take the things from her hand and make her sit on her bed as I sit next to her.

"It's nothing." She whispers and tries to jerk away from my hands but I hold her firmly.

"No it's not nothing and you didn't let me call the cops." I try to make her talk. I need to know because this man is seriously dangerous and he keeps coming back here.

"Yea, no cops. What were you thinking when you tried to call them?" she smiles trying to look cool and make me dumb.

"To get that creep in prison forever and out of our sights so that we can live like normal people and feel safe in here."