How You Get The Girl

Chapter One • Breathe •

Danielle

"Fuck! Why are you so fucking stupid! Can't even cook me dinner without it tasting like shit!"
I felt the wind get knocked out of me as my boyfriend, Jackson, kicked my stomach as I was curled up on the floor.
"Jackson! I'm sorry baby!" I cried out as I felt him pulling my hair.
"Don't be sorry. Do fucking better. Get out of my house."
"W-What?"
"Get the fuck out Danielle!" He shouted.

I quickly got up from the floor, and ran out of the house.
I ran down the street as quick as I could.

Thankfully he hadn't taken my phone this time.
I pulled it out, and dialed Jaina's number.
"Hello?" She answered.
"J, I need you." I whimpered out. I could feel the my head throbbing from where he punched my in the face.

"Where are you? I'm on my way."

"Meet me at the gas station down the street from my house. Please hurry." I hung up the phone, and ran to the gas station about a quarter of a mile away.

I sat on the corner, as I waited for Jaina to show up.
I can't believe I called her. I can usually calm him down, but not this time. He had went out drinking with his friends. He always got worse when he was drunk.

Jaina pulled up, and I quickly got in her car.

"Oh baby, what happened?" She reached over and pushed my hair away from my face.
"I can't do it anymore J. I can't. He's gonna kill me." I said with tears running down my face.
"Oh honey." She pulled me into a hug, and I felt myself start sobbing.
"We need to get you to a hospital." She said, rubbing my back.
I jumped as she touched the bruises on my back.
"No hospital."
"You don't have a choice. I'm taking you. We need to get you checked out."
"Please don't tell anyone at work. Please Jaina." I begged.
"I promise I won't. As long as you let me take you to get checked out."
"Okay, okay. Can I stay at your house tonight?"
"Of course. You know you can stay with me any time." She reached over and grabbed my hand as she drove to the nearest hospital.

*Three hours later*

"At least it's just a concussion, and bruised ribs. Nothing too bad." Jaina said as we got back in her car.
"Fuck. He's calling me. What do I do?"
"Ignore it. He doesn't know where I live." She started driving.

I kept feeling my phone vibrate. My anxiety shooting up with every text message.

"Jaina..."
"Danielle, just ignore him. He'll eventually stop."
Jaina didn't know him. He could be dangerous if he got really pissed.
Jaina pulled up to her house, and the two of us got out and walked inside.

"Thank you for letting me stay tonight. I really appreciate it."
"Don't worry about it. You'd do the same for me. Are you good to go to work tomorrow?"
"I have to be. I have scenes with Stefania."
"Makeup can fix it. We'll just tell them you fell down some stairs. Do you wanna sleep with me tonight?"
God she really knows me.
"Please? I'm scared he'll-"
"He won't hurt you here. He doesn't know my address. I got you." She pulled me in, and wrapped her arms around me.
"Thank you J. You're a really good friend."