Bad Boys Interest

Stay with me Juliette

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I jump back from Nick the moment I hear the door bust open. My breathing is heavy and unsteady as I see my dad standing at the door with a pissed off look on his face. His nose flares with every breath he takes and his face is red. I can tell he's drunk just by the way he's standing.

"Dad.." I breath out, already feeling the fear strike into my heart.

"Who the fuck are you?" He rages, pointing at Nick.

"This is... this is Nick. He's a friend of mine." My voice cracks.

My dad looks at me and his face gets even more angrier. "Friend?  You don't have any friends. You think I didn't see what was taking place in here when I opened that door? All you are is a dirty slut who was put on this Earth to clean my house and cook my fucking food!"

I feel Nick tense next to me. I glance at him and see his jaw shut tight and his fist clenched. My entire body is shaking.

"Dad... I'm sorry. I promise I won't do it again. I-" He cuts me off by throwing his bottle to the ground. I flinch as it shatters on my wood floors. Here we go.

"Dad? I'm not your fucking dad and you are not my fucking daughter. The only reason I let you live in this goddamn house is so you can do all the fucking work around here! And here you are, screwing around with some boy who doesn't give a shit about you! NOBODY FUCKING GIVES A SHIT ABOUT YOU, JULIETTE! YOU'RE FUCKING USLESS, JUST LIKE YOUR MOTHER."

Just like your mother. My dad has always been a dick but he's never said anything bad about my mom before. My blood starts to boil. My mother was not useless. She was the most loving and hardworking person I have ever met. She made sure I was happy and worked day and night just to keep clothes on my back and food in my stomach. I take a deep breath and stare at my father.

"Fuck you" I say filled with outrage.

My dads eyes flash with murder and he stomps his way towards me, fists ready to connect with my face. Just as he takes his first step, my view is blocked by Nick stepping in front of me. Both his hands are clenched and I can hear him breathing hard.

"Touch her and I will kill you with my bare hands, you bastard." He says through his teeth. I can't see him but I can hear the anger in his voice. I can only imagine what his face must look like.

"And what is this? A boy trying to be a man? How touching." My dad says with sarcasm. "I suggest you move out of the way boy, before I knock your teeth out too."

My anger fades and fear makes its way back into me. My dad has been into plenty of fights. His hits feel like a hammer to the face. I would know, I've felt it plenty of times. I lay my hands on Nicks back and close my fingers on his shirt.

"Nick" I whisper, "Don't. He'll hurt you." I can feel his back flex with every breath he takes.

"Better me then you" He whispers back.

"Better me then you?"  My dad repeats. "You fucking idiot. First, I'm going to beat the shit out of you. Then I'm going to take that little shit, break her legs, and leave her out in an alley and let my boys take care of her. I'm sure they'd love to have some of that"

My heart drops as Nick lunges forward. He shoves my dad into the wall but my dad shoves him back and punches him in the process, resulting in Nicks falling onto the ground. I scream his name as my dad gets on top of him and starts chocking him.

My eyes frantically scatter around the room, looking for something to help me get him off. I spot the glass pieces of the beer bottle and charge towards it. I grab a large piece with a sharp edge and turn around to see my dad still strangling Nick. Without even thinking, I stab the glass right into his lower back, making him scream in agony.

His head turns towards me and he starts to get up.

"You fucker." He says as he takes the glass out and shoves me into the wall. Before I can process whats happening, his arm is against my neck and I'm struggling for air. I can hear Nick coughing in the background but that soon is overpowered by my scream as my dad digs the glass into my side. 

"You have no idea how long I've been wanting to do that." He spits. I drop to the ground and stare at my wound. Blood gushes out and soon the front of my shirt is soaked with a huge red spot.

I try to stop the bleeding with my hand but then my dad places his foot on it and presses down hard. I scream so loud my throat starts to hurt. My head suddenly feels heavy and it gets hard to concentrate. I close my eyes and just pray for it to be over. Just before I feel like I can't take the pain much longer, a weight lifts off of me. I open my eyes to see Nick smashing his fist into my dads head over and over again.

What feels like an eternity passes and I can't tell if my dad went unconscious or is dead. All I see is blood. Mine and his. Then the sirens appear. I can hear them. At least I think I do. I can hear them getting closer as I lose more and more blood. Red and blue lights flash through my window.

"Nick." I try to say but it comes out in barley a whisper. Somehow he hears me and his eyes lock on my body. He's at my side in an instant and its hard for me to concentrate on one voice.

"This is the police! Open the door now!" I hear coming from downstairs.

"Are you okay? Where did he hurt you?" Nick asks worriedly as he scans my body.

"I repeat, this is the police! Open the door now!"

"Hey hey hey. Stay with me, Juliette. Just...look at me. Keep your eyes on me okay?" His right hand is behind my head and the other is pressing down on my wound. The pain hurts so much that my body is starting to numb.

"I don't think I can-" I try to say but its just too hard. Tears start to run down my face. 

"Help me. Oh god, Nick...please help me" My voice sounds desperate. The last thing I hear is my front door being broken down and Nick yelling for help. The last thing I see is police men barging into my room along with paramedics. Nicks eyes start to water as he watches me lose consciousness. Then everything goes black.