Gracy One Shots

Jail

Written by Maceyboots
   "I feel like I'm in jail!" she exclaims while sobbing her heart out. "He doesn't let me hang out with anyone, and he doesn't let me do what I want! He calls me fat and whenever I'm eating he takes my food. He calls me ugly! He almost forced me to get plastic surgery on my freaking face, Zach!" She falls to the floor and covers her face. "He drinks then gets drunk, and does whatever he wants with me and there's nothing I can do about it!" She pulls up her sleeve and here they are. Her cuts and bruises. "The bruises are from him, then cuts were me.." She mumbles.

   I hear the door swing open, hitting the wall. We look over and see her abusive boyfriend, Jordan. He grabs her wrist and says, "What are you doing here, with him?" She wipes her face and gets pulled up. "I- I w-" "I don't even wanna hear it!" He slaps her face and drags her out, closing the old wooden door.

   Walking to my next class I see Jordan making out with Stacy, her being pushed up against the locker. She clearly doesn't look happy so I walk over and push Jordan off of her. He charges at me and punches me in the eye. I grab him by the color of his shirt and slam him into the lockers. He then pulls out a switchblade from his pocket. He runs to me blade out, and cuts my arm. I push him down, and he blacks out. The police come, and Stacy explains everything he's done to her over the past couple of months.

                     7 years later

I'm sitting on the couch surfing threw the channels in my house in Utah when my beautiful wife comes out from the baby room. "Grace is sleeping," she says plopping down on the couch next to me. She leans her head on my shoulder. After sitting in silence for a few minutes she whispers in my ear, "Thank you." I chuckle and reply, "For what, Stace?" "For breaking me out of jail." She looks at me and we smile. Our son Shay comes out laughing, and jumps on our laps. What a good life I have.