We're All Mad Here (Jefferson x OC)

Chapter Five

The morning came quickly and soon enough, the sun was rising. Serena woke up to the sound of arguing, but kept her eyes closed. She soon heard Jefferson trying to talk his way out of it and sighed. She groaned quietly, but as she was about to sit up, she heard one of the people Jefferson was arguing with acknowledge her.

"Who's the pretty girl?" A male voice asked, getting closer to her. She shut her eyes tightly, hoping whoever they were would leave her alone.

"No one." She heard Jefferson snap. She had heard his sarcastic comments whenever he had gotten annoyed with her, but this was completely serious. "Ignore her." And then she heard a fist connecting with someone's face. Her head snapped up at the sound, knowing Jefferson wouldn't stand much chance in a fist fight with an injured shoulder.

She was on her feet in an instant as she watched Jefferson getting beat up by the three men. Two had brown hair and the third had blond hair. The taller of the brunet's had Jefferson by his collar and was about to throw another punch.

"Hey!" She yelled, getting the attention of the men. "Leave him alone!" Her voice never wavered, slightly impressing Jefferson. Although, he had no idea why she was trying to save him. She could just leave, go back to her castle and carry on life as a princess.

"And what are you going to do if we don't?" The blond man questioned. That she hadn't thought of. "I'd stay out of this if I were you, sweetie. Ain't no place for a pretty girl like yourself." Her eyes narrowed as she started to kneel closer to the ground.

"Alright, you win." She said, softly. She kept her eyes on the men as her hand felt around the ground. Jefferson gave her a confused and slightly shocked look as he was able to turn to her.

"That's what I thought." The man chuckled and stepped towards her in an attempt to appear intimidating. She shuddered at the thought, knowing exactly what he intended to do. "What you're even doing with a man like that is a mystery. I can give you a much better time."

He continued to come closer as her hand grabbed something hard on the ground. Once he was close enough, he reached for her chin but she stopped him with her free hand. Jefferson's blood boiled at how he was treating her but he couldn't do anything.

"I think I'll pass." She responded to the man and grabbed the rock that was under hand. Without a second wasted, she swung her arm up, hitting his face. He stumbled backwards as she stood, getting a firm grip on the rock.

Jefferson kicked put the legs of the man closest to him and ducked before the third man could make a move. Serena ran forwards, tackling the blond man to the ground. She hit him in the head repeatedly until he stopped moving.

She then looked up to see Jefferson struggling to fight off the other men as one of them had him in a choke hold. He tried to kick the other man that had acquired a knife and went for Jefferson's throat.

She sighed and grabbed the rock, moving to knock him out. Jefferson still couldn't get out of the other man's grasp as he clawed at his arm. While the man was distracted with Jefferson, Serena went up behind him and hit him in the back of the head.

"You okay?" She asked Jefferson as she watched both men fall to the ground. He nodded, taking a moment before standing.

"Did you learn that from The Huntsman?" He asked, eyeing the three unconscious men. He turned to her as she answered.

"Pretty much." She let out a breath and held up the rock. "Although, he never taught me how to use any weapons." She turned to him and noticed him wince as he tried to stretch. "Are you okay?"

He turned around so she could see the stitches and make sure they were still intact. They weren't, of course, and the wound had opened again. With a sigh, she sat him down and pulled out the needle and thread.