Chapter 3

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Jacob's P.O.V:

I sat in the waiting room with Dakota's father, waiting to hear from the doctors taking care of her.

I don't even want to know what he put in her drink. I need her to be ok. I don't know why I felt to eager to know what happened. I guess I just didn't want her to be hurt or in danger, but that could just be my inner 'I need to protect her or I'll get fired' self.

It felt more than that though.

The doctor came out of the room and walked up to us.

"Are you with Dakota?" He asked.

"Yes, how is she doing?" Her father asked. We both stood up.

"She's ok actually. It turns out she had ingested a large amount of GHB or date rape drug and well, was raped. We flushed out her entire system and that got it out of her system. She is able to go home tonight, but let her get her rest and give her one of two ibuprofen if she is in any pain whatsoever.

"Can we see her?" I blurted out.

"Yes. She'll need help getting dressed and then you can take her home." He said. we both nodded and ran into her room. She looked so sick and exausted it almost hurt to look at her. She was trying to put her shirt on, but couldn't seem to to anything right.

"I'm gonna go check her out of here. Help her get dressed." He said. I nodded and walked over to her. I took her shirt from her and turned it right side out.

"How do you feel?" I asked, pulling the shirt over her head and pulling her arms through the sleeves. My fingers caressed her smooth, warm skin.

"Horrible." She said. "Why didn't you stop him?" She asked with a broken voice.

"I didn't know he-"

"I saw you watching us through the window." She said. a tear rolled down her cheek.

"No please don't cry. I didn't know that's what her was going to do. I would kill him now if I could. He's a sick bastard." I said. I didn't know what to do or say next, so I grabbed her shorts and slid them on over her feet and pulled them up to her knees. She stood up and I pulled them up all the way, buttoning and zipping them all the way. Her small, gently arms, wrapped around my body and she sobbed without making a single noise.

I sat down on the bed and held her close to me. This was painful to watch. She mumbled something into my shoulder but I didn't hear.

"What did you say?" I asked quietly.

"I was a Virgin." She said climbing off my lap and stumbling around. She leaned her head against the wall and cried. I stood up and pulled her to my chest. She just collapsed and I laid her on the bed. I put her shoes on her feet and took my hoodie off, sliding it on her body.

I picked her up bridal style and carried her out of the room. She burried her face in my chest and blinked sleepily. I had to admit, She was freaking adorable.

"Do you need anything to drink?" I asked her. She shook her head no and covered her face up with her hand. I carried her outside and looked around. Dakota's friend drove her truck here and left the keys in it for us. I found it and put her in it. Her dad came out and climbed in the drivers seat. We drove home all in silence.

"You need rest, Dakota." Her father said, right before pulling into their driveway. There were news reporter cars and other random vehicles scattered everywhere.

"Jacob take her to her room and stand inside or outside of it to make sure she doesn't leave and no body gets in or gets near her." He instructed. I grabbed her and pushed my way through the people, into the house. There were still people inside either passed out drunk or drinking and smoking heavily. It was about midnight and the people outside were throwing everything they could in the fire. I got up the stairs and looked around.

Her door had spray paint on it that said 'you suck' in all capitols. The paint was still wet so I set her in her bed and walked into the bathroom getting a cloth and wiping all the paint off. I walked inside her room after cleaning it up and looked at her sitting on top of her sheets.

"Where do you want me? Inside or out of here?" I asked.

"Inside." She said quietly.

"Ok." I said sighing and standing by the window. The moon illuminated the sky. She took her shorts off and put other ones on. She crawled under the covers until all you could see was her eyes. She looked at me.

"What?" I asked.

"You can sit, you know." He mumbled.

"I can't protect you if I'm sitting." I said standing up staight.

"You're gonna get tired." She said.

"I can sleep on the floor." I said.

"No way. That's rude of me. Here, I'll sleep on the floor and if you get sleepy then you can lay in my bed." She explained. It sounded tempting. A queen size bed all to myself. I couldn't do that tho.

"I can't do that." I said.

"Too bad you're going to." She said.

She laid on the floor and closed her eyes.

I looked at her sleeping body. She looked uncomfortable. I thought of picking her up and putting her in her bed but then I thought she would be upset because I wasn't in it instead of her.

I thought of the best way to protect her while she slept and only one thing came to mind. I picked her up and set her in her bed. She groaned and opened her eyes a little.

"Shhhhh." I hushed her. I kicked my shoes off and took off my shorts. I climbed into the sheets and stayed back about two feet from her, so she would be comfortable. I sighed and closed my eyes. She scoot closer to me and I opened them again. I slowly placed my hand on her hip. She closed the gap between us and pressed her back into my chest. Her hips fit perfectly into mine.

She rested her head on my bicep and we both fell asleep, into a peaceful summer.

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