Damaged Together

Chapter Seventeen.

Jesse's POV:



I continued to clench and unclench my hands, anger pulsing through me as I walked to no destination in particular. "Damn it all!" I yelled to the empty road around me. I think about how I punched that douche bag square in the face. I found pleasure in the surprised look on his face. How the smug grin was wiped right off of him. I stumbled a little while I thought this, well fuck, I guess I had too much to drink.



I regained my composure as best I could and continued to think about the little shit head. He acted as if he owned the whole place and like he was going to sweep Alyssia off her feet just to hit and ditch that night.



I began to see red and I couldn't contain my anger. I punched the nearest thing to me. Excruciating pain shot through each finger up my arm. "Holy fuck." I said a little quieter, cradling my right hand in my left. I looked at what I hit so painfully hard, a brick wall. Why is there are random brick wall here... I stumbled as I looked around, completely disoriented, then my eyes finally landed upon a sign, Greenland High School.



"Hello school, you are fucking hard." I spoke to the school and smiled at it as I threw my foot into the wall, sending more pain in to my body. I imagined that it was that dickhead that was talking to Alyssia as I threw another punch into it. Then an unbearable aching shot into my whole body and I leaned up against the wall and put my head in my hands.



Between the throbbing pain, anger and alcohol swimming in my body I couldn't think straight.



I thought about going home but then my stepdads fist hitting me square in the face popped into my head. I cringed and started to clench my fists harder and harder. It wasn't an unusual thing and damn it hurt. I remembered the time where he held me up against the wall so tight by my neck that I passed out. Then I thought about how I wanted to do that to that prick that Lyssia was talking too. I attempted to walk to go find him and carry out my plans but I immediately stumbled and changed my mind.



I ungracefully sat against the wall and thought about going home again. Then I thought better of it when I remembered that my "curfew" was a couple of hours ago and my stepdad would probably be extremely "angry" at me for not being there. But in reality he didn't give a shit where I was he just wanted an excuse to beat the shit out of somebody. In addition to the fact that I have basically no sense of what way is left and right so how in the world would I be able to defend myself against him. I guess I will just have to deal with the consequences tomorrow from him.



I leaned my head against the cold brick and let the darkness take me into a sleeplike state. I don't know how long I was out for before I felt someone shaking me, trying to get me up. My body wouldn't come back to consciousness though. My eyes slipped open and I tried to make out the person standing in front of me but before I could register anything my eyelids closed themselves.



ALYSSIA'S POV:



I tried to waken Jesse multiple times until I decided that he wasn't going to wake up so I pulled him up as best I could and basically dragged his heavy body to the car. "Jesus Jesse. Lay off the food." I spoke to his lifeless figure.



He helped as best as his drunken state could to get in the car and I closed the door once he was finally in. I walked around to the other side of Bri's car and let myself in. I drove us back to Bri's where the party was still going on. I got a fairly sober guy to help me lug Jesse into the guest bedroom. We weaved ourselves through the big crowd and finally made it upstairs.



I opened the door only to see two people who were having a heated make out session on the couch in the corner. "Get out." I spoke tiredly. The girl quickly pulled on the clothes she was missing, extremely embarrassed. They guy redid his belt around his waist as he walked past me leaned in and spoke in my ear, "Cock block." I smiled at him just to piss him off more and pulled Jesse onto the bed.



I thanked the guy who helped me and he disappeared back down the stairs.



"Jesse? Jess? Babe?" No response so I retired the idea of waking him. I covered him with a blanket and climbed into bed on the other side.



Even in his drunken state he wrapped his arm around my body and pulled me into him. I traced the lines on his hands and he slurred some words that I didn't understand at first, but then when he said them again I heard, "You are my everything."



Despite the loud, blarring music coming from downstairs I was still able to fall into a deep sleep.







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I used to use this as an escape from my life but now it's difficult to keep with the story cause I want to write about what I am going through now. I don't know confusing right? Hahah, I am going to keep the story despite the fact that I probably lost a lot of readers.



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