Before, After.

Two.

After Jon left I just had to get out of the house. I didn't feel comfortable, so I decided to head down to a local coffee shop. As I walked in everyone's eyes fell on me and they started whispering. Instantly feeling nervous I took a seat. A girl probably about a few years older than me walked over. Her hair was thrown up while she chomped on a piece of gum. Smiling at her she returned the favor before rolling her eyes.

"What can I get ya, eh?" She mocked a Canadian accent.

"That's real good," I laughed dryly, "Decaf."

She walked off without another word leaving me in the booth alone. Whispers were heard throughout the shop but none loud enough where I could hear. I felt my cheeks become red just thinking about what the could be talking about.

The sloppy girl walked over and set the coffee down before stomping away. Shaking my head I took a sip of my coffee while attempting to tone out the whispering going on around me. But somehow I found myself growing more and more curious. Why were they whispering about me? I had barely lived in the town for a week and already people are talking.

Feeling a loud sigh leave my lips I placed the almost empty cup down on the edge of the table. I felt around in my bag before pulling out my current read, To Kill A Mockingbird. I had read it a million times but I didn't care, I still read it over and over. It was definitely one of my favorite books.

Suddenly I felt someone grabbing my shoulder making me turn to them. It was an older woman, maybe old enough to be a grandma. She smiled sweetly at me and I returned the favor kindly. Slowly reaching for the cup I pushed it to her more.

"Thank you." She spoke as she placed it in her cart.

"No problem, uhm, where do I pay at?" I asked curiously.

"Don't worry sweetheart, I've got you. A new town can be hard. Just don't get mixed up with the wrong people." Squeezing my shoulders gently she hobbled away.

Before anyone elese had the chance to talk to me, or about me, I left the place. Walking home I suddenly remembered I hadn't done my daily run. The entire Jon thing made my day completely off. So I laced my shoes a bit better before I began running.

Literally, I had no idea where I was going but I didn't care. I always found myself lost in a runners high and I loved it. All I needed was the road and my shoes. It always cleared my mind and it was like a therapy session.

Soon enough I found myself in a slow jog coming up to a field. There was literally nothing. Quite peaceful if you ask me. There I decided I would walk until I found someone to give me directions back.

But just a few mintues later I heard screaming coming from a road. It sounded as if someone was getting beat to death and was screaming for their life. As stupid as i could be, I ran down the road.

Coming to a stop I ducked behind a tree. It was a trashy house with junk scattered in the front yard. As I watched a man brought his hand back and kept hitting someone on the ground. Believe me, I wanted to help. But what was I supposed to do. While the other person finally found their selves back to their feet I found myself sicker than a dog. Jon.

Without any words, I ran back the way I had came from.

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Later that night I found myself waking up from a dead sleep. Something wasn't right. Standing up I went to walk out of my bedroom door but I felt someone pull me back in. I instantly tensed up feeling arms feeling my body everywhere.

"Please, don't do this. I have money if that's what you want." I began crying.

I felt warm breath against my neck making me believe whoever it was was laughing.

"I don't want your money doll, I just want you."

I cringed when Jon spoke. How in the hell did he get in my house? And what was he doing here anyway?

"I saw you today, how'd you find my house?" He asked grazing his lips over my neck.

"I was just running, I didn't know." I shuddered quietly.

Suddenly I felt my shoulder become wet, was Jon crying? I grabbed his head and placed it on my chest, caressing him hair slowly. With my other arm I wrapped it around is neck and held him close.

"It's going to be okay Jon. I'm right here.." I whispered.

"Do y-you think I could stay here for t-the night?" He asked.

"Of course. Come lay down, I'll go make some tea."

I brought him to the bed and began taking his shoes off. He sniffed his nose and pulled his shirt over his head.

"Do you mind?" He asked.

"Go ahead." I smiled.

He stood up and unbuckled his pants leaving him only in his boxers. He laid down on the bed and I pulled the covers over him gently. Even in the dark I could see his beautiful blue eyes piercing into mine.

I smiled a little before walking to the kitchen. Grabbing two glasses I filled them with warm water and added tea bags to them. My mind was still racing. I had just met Jon but I knew he needed help after what I saw today. I wasn't going to let him feel alone. Taking both of the cups I walked back to my bedroom. Jon set up as I handed him one of the cups.

"Thanks." He mumbled.

"No problem." I smiled.

I crawled on the other side of the bed while we both sipped our tea slowly. After awhile I heard the sound of Jon placing his on the bedside table and I did the same. Now we just sat there in the dark.

"You didn't have to do this you know." He mumbled.

"But I wanted to. Someone had to save you." I spoke turning to him.

"I'm so scared.." He trailed off as he began crying.

I pulled him down to the bed and wrapped hiss arms around me as I laid my head on his chest.

"Sshh. Everything is going to be okay. I promise.."

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