Georgia boy

When it changed

When I woke up Parker was gone and I could smell bacon. I got up and brushed my hair since it looked horrible and went down stairs. I saw Parker over the stove making bacon I walked behind him and smacked his ass and got some tea.

"What I have the right to do that cause I'm your girlfriend. I like how give me that look but not that look to the guys on the team when they do it to you." He just laughed.

"How bout we go somewhere tonight?"

"Where?"

"To a place and have some fun."

"Ok but I'm wearing jeans."

"That's fine with me as long as they are the tight ripped ones."
I rolled my eyes "Alright I'll wear them." He gave me a smile and kissed me.

"Yo aye gross. To early in the morning to see that crap." Blake said giving us a disputed look.

"What this?" Parker asked him and kissed me again.

The day flew by and it was now 6:00 and I got ready at my house and drove over to Parker's. I wore a black tank top, faded ripped pair of jeans and my cowboy boots with my hair down. When I rolled up Parker was sitting on the tailgate in a nice polo and jeans. He didn't seem like himself. He was very pissed. Time to get this man a drink. We get to the bar and he shoves me into hair and tells me not to move. What the hell has gotten into him? We sat there for a while he didn't talk to me and he had this death grip on my shoulder and hurt like a you know what, but I didn't say anything. I went back up to the bar to get us another round of drinks and this total southern hot guy stood next to me.

"Hey if things don't work out with death grip over there," he motioned his head to Parker. "You give me a call ok. You don't look happy with him at all and he is not paying attention to you. I'll help you out. I'm Blaise by the way." He gave me a piece of paper on it with his name and number he stuck out his hand for me to shake. "You call me anytime."

"Thank you Blaise I'm Chelsea. And trust me I will." I gave him a smile and looked back at Parker and he looked like he was gunna kill somebody.

I quickly got back to the table and he drank his down in seconds flat. He dragged me out the door with a death grip on my arm. He dragged me into the house and I repeatedly yelled at him to let me go but he wouldn't. He pushed me up the stairs and into his room.

"What the hell is.." He slapped me before I could finish. I hit the floor when he slapped me. "Parker!" He kicked me in my ribs.

"I saw the way you were talkin to that guy! What I'm no good for you anymore?" He yelled getting on top of me throwing punches at me.

He tried to get in my pants but I kicked him right in the groin. Wrong thing to do. He hit me repeatability in my face and stomach. He got up and started to kick me in my legs and in my stomach. I found his baseball bat under his bed and gave him a good hit in the legs. He was down on the floor and I hit him in the head. He was down. I grabbed my bags and got out of there before anything else happened. Good thing I left my phone in my truck and kept Blaise's number. I got in my truck and tried hard not to cry. I drove down to a empty parking lot and called Blaise.

"Hello?"

"Blaise its Chelsea."

"Hey, you ok?"

"Can we meet up?"

"Yea meet me at the Walmart parkin' lot, I'll be there in 10."

"Ok."

I heard him yell at his friend to get in the truck and he hung up. I got to the parkin' lot in like 2 minutes. I parked away from all the other cars in the back. I took my phone off of vibrate so I could hear if Blaise texted me. I tried not to cry thinkin why Parker went off on me.

I got a text from Blaise, I'm here where are you?

I flashed my lights a couple times so he would know where I was. This huge Duramax pulled in front of me and Blaise jumped out. I met him at the from of my truck. I could see his jaw clench when he saw my face.

"What the hell happened?" He asked lightly touching my chin and turning my head side to side.

"He just went off on me. I didn't know who else to call so I called you." That's when I broke down. He pulled me into him and wrapped his arms around me.

"I'm glad you called me. And your fine now ok? Your with me, he's not gunna hurt you." I wrapped my arms around his waist and had my head on his chest. "C'mon I'm takin you to my place and I'm cleaning you up." I nodded my head in response.

He pulled back and went to the passenger side of his truck. And he talked to his friend that got out and walked to the driver side and drove off. He grabbed me by the hand and had a hand on the small of my back and walked me to the passenger side. He opened the door for me and helped me get in. A couple minutes later we pull onto a dirt road and stop. Again he helped me get out and he walked me inside.

"Wait here ok? Ill be right back." Blaise said turning on the kitchen lights and going off somewhere. I leaned against the counter and pulled my hair up out of my face. He came back out with a box and a shirt and sweat pants. He put the cloths on the table and and the box on the counter next to me. He stood in front of me and pulled out some type of pad and put some alcohol I think on it.

"Put your hands on my waist." I did and he fixed my hands so that I was grabbing his belt on his sides. "I said that 'cause it's gunna sting so you have something to grab when it does."

He put one hand gently on side of my face to hold it still. He rubbed the pad on one of my wounds, and he was right it stung like a bitch. I gripped his belt really tight.

"I'm sorry but I gotta do this so it can clear up soon."

"Your fine it just stung like a bitch." He laughed a lil bit at that.

"So are you gunna tell me what happened?"

"I honestly don't know. I went back to the table he chugged his drink and started shoving and pushing me. We came back to the house and he started to flip out on me. He yelled at me for talkin to you. He tried to get in my pants after a good couple punches and I fought back. He threw more punches and started to kick me. it was a good thing I found his bat under the bed. I ended up knocking him out and I left."

"Has he ever done this to you before?"

"No. He was perfectly fine when I left to change." I tried to fight the tears but one escaped. Blaise saw and he wiped it away.

"Your safe with me. Your ok." He wrapped me up in his arms. I honestly did feel safe around him. I trust him.