𝐣𝐣 𝐦𝐚𝐲𝐛𝐚𝐧𝐤 𝐱 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫 | 𝐨𝐛𝐱

t h r e e - welcome home

JJ and I had been dating for three months now. We had small arguments but never any big ones. Our relationship is like the ones you'd see in movies.

Today I was coming back from spending the weekend on the mainland with Kessie. I had tried calling JJ all weekend but he didn't answer. Right when I got back to the island I headed over to John B's, he'd stay with John B because of his father and staying home was traumatizing for him.

I got out of the car and lit a cigarette, "Hey! Kie!"

"I've missed you so much. A storm hit and we haven't had any power. I tried calling you but it wouldn't go through."

Kie and I walked into the house and everyone was in the living room, "Where's JJ"

They all looked at eachother then looked down at the floor. I knew from the looks on there faces that something bad happened. I ran to his room and opened the door. JJ laid there with his face and chest fully bruised, I looked at his arm that had a cast on it. In the corner of the room was a white t-shirt that had blood on it and his red snapback. My eyes started to fill with tears and I quickly wiped them away, I quietly closed his door and walked back into the living room. I grabbed my backpack from the couch and ran out to my car. Everyone ran outside screaming for me to stop and not do anything. I started my car and drove away. They all got into John B's van to stop me, but I was much farther ahead then they were.

I got to JJ's house and saw his Dad's car. I slammed my car door and knocked on the door, "Hi Mr. Maybank."

"Who are you?" he looked me up and down.

"I'm Y/N. I'm JJ's girlfriend." I explained. If we're being real, I thought I had no chance against JJ's Dad in a fight. But I wasn't not gonna try. I was tired of him hitting JJ and treating him like shit.

Before he could even form a sentence I punched him in the face then kicked him between his legs. "Thanks Dad. I guess self-defense classes really did pay off." I mentioned to myself. He got up and grabbed my neck, putting my head through the window. I twisted his wrist then grabbed an empty cocktail glass and slammed it over his head.

"You bitch!" he scolded and pulled a pocket knife out from his pocket. He went to stab me in the arm but I grabbed the knife, which sliced open the palm of my hand. I threw the knife across the room and punched him again. He tackled me to the floor, the carpet sliding against my skin hurt a million times worse than the knife did. Grabbing a piece of the broken glass, he sliced it across my face. I kicked him in the gut and he fell over unconscious. I picked myself up from the floor, there was blood all over the carpet and windows. My clothes were now stained with my blood and Mr. Maybanks. I crawled to the door and used the handle to pick myself up. John B pulled in the driveway with Sarah, Kie, and Pope. I laid against the side of the house and held my hand in my shirt to stop the bleeding.

Sarah ran to me and picked me up by the side of my waist, "Y/N are you ok?"

I spit blood out of my mouth and mumbled, "I got him. I'm fine."

I walked to John B's van with Sarah and Kie holding me up, "We were so scared Y/N we thought he would've killed you." Pope ranted.

"Don't have so much doubt in a woman." I muttered. Kie scoffed and laughed at him.

They laid me in the back of the van and wrapped my hand with an old t-shirt. I looked down at my hand and back up at Kie, "This is a really deep cut Y/N, you're gonna have to get stitches."

I shook my head, "No. No. We aren't going to the hospital."

"I can do it." Sarah offered. I agreed and they carried me into the house. They sat me on the couch and cleaned my face up first. Kie looked at the back of my head from when Mr. Maybank slammed my head through the window, luckily I only had a few scratches.