I'll take care of you

Chapter 16

I'm back, bitches, and its Jackson's POV. BTW, my crush's name is Jaxon 😝 so every time I write about Jackson I think of my crush and not the character, lol. Help me.

I rushed downstairs as soon as Elle yelled at me.

Damn, who knew she could be so pushy?

I got downstairs to see a war zone. 

Matthew and Noah were teaming up on our dad, but my mom was trying to hold them both back, and they were both being beat up pretty bad. What the hell do you do during that moment?

I ran to the side of my mom, and shoved her off of Matthew. As she went flying, she grabbed my hurt wrist.

Shit.

I yelled out in pain, shooting pain spreading from my wrist to my elbow. I used my other elbow to shove my mother off.

I got up, and tried to drag Noah off of our dad. He looked horrible, and I knew we couldn't keep this up.

"NOAH!" I yelled over the madness. "WE GOTTA GO, GET MATTHEW."

Noah snapped out of it in that moment, and grabbed Matthew by the hips, dragging him back.

"GO!" He shoved Matthew at me and the stairs. Noah sprinted behind, our dad fast on his tracks. I threw myself to the top of the stairs, and rolled inside. Matthew helped Noah close the door behind them, a slamming noise coming from the opposite side. 

My brothers got the door closed and locked, and I just lay on the ground, out of breath and shooting pain in my arm.

Then it hit me.

Oh shit, Elle.

I was the worst sibling ever. I stood up and sat on the bed next to her, and she was shaking violently. I gently pulled her into a hug and rested my chin atop her head.

"You okay?" I whispered.

"Are you okay?" She countered.

"I asked you first, you brat."

"Well I wasn't just downstairs in the middle of a fight." Elle tightened her grip on my shirt.

I sighed. She got me. "I'm fine."

"You don't sound fine."

"How did this t- never mind. My wrist is killing me, but I'm fine, Elle." 

"Did you get hurt?" She pulled away from the hug, and I took in the state of her cheek.

It looked red and swollen, with a darker red line throughout the middle. "Not as bad as you did."

"Lemme see your wrist." Elle was sure as hell being pushy today, wasn't she?

I held out my wrist, and I noticed how it looked a bit crooked. That's probably why it hurts so bad, it's in a cast, it shouldn't be crooked.

"Shit, that's kinda bad.."  Elle trailed off.

"What?" Noah asked, finally getting his ass off the floor and sitting on the bed next to me. "Oh. Well that's nice. We should probably go to the IC."

"Well, genius, if you haven't noticed, your car is still at the school, and there was school today, so how are we gonna get the car undetected." Matthew butt in, being pessimistic.

Noah sighed. "Shit, I forgot about that."

Elle stood up, and walked toward the window. She opened it, and put one of her legs out.

"Elle what the hell are you doing?" Matthew got to say it first, but we all walked over to see what she was doing.

"I'm going to Walker's house, I'll be back later." She continued to climb out of the window like nothing was wrong.

"Um what?" I grabbed her wrist before she could fully leave. "Why?"

"Is it so bad that I wanna go see my friend?" She shrugged me off of her.

"If your friend can go get my car, no complaints." Noah said.

Elle smirked. "Deal." She climbed out of the window, and climbed down the ladder off the roof.

I  TOOK MORE THAN A MONTH OFF AND I CUT YOU B*CHES SOME SLACK

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idk I needed that.