Protective Love(OLD VERSION)

Chapter Six

🔺Lazer Tag

*Jessa*
  "Remember the first time we met." I say trying to figure out Michael's expression.
  "How could I not," he chuckles, "That was the day I found out the shy girl was a bada**."
  "Yeah," I smile, "And I realized the bad boy was a sore loser. So this is ok?"
  "I am not a sore loser." Michael smiles hugging me, "And it's perfect."
  "Awesome," I smile pushing him away, "Three minutes till the game starts."
  "It's on, Violet." he smirks. 
  After putting the gear on and finding a good hiding place. I watch as Michael comes around the corner I shoot him and hear him curse. "Don't be a spoil sport." I yell running off before he could come back on.
  "I'm gonna get you Violet." he say seriously.
  "All is fair in love and war, Mickey." I laugh. "Get me if you can."
  Four hours and eight games later, we walk into the apartment. "I'm exhausted," I whine flopping down on the couch. "I forgot how tiring Lazer Tag was."
  "Maybe your out of shape," Michael laughs.
  "Are you calling me fat?" I ask shocked getting up.
  "What! No, I'm just saying..." Michael rushed.
  "See if I do anything fun with you again," I huff and stomp towards my room. After I shower and pull on my Mickey Mouse Pj's, I grab my blanket and head to the front door.
  "Where are you going?" Michael asked as I past him.
  "Greg's," I huff, "I know he won't call me names."
  Before I can get to the door I'm pulled into Michael's chest. "I was kidding. Please don't go, I'd rather keep my head on my shoulders."
  "Fine," I sigh heavily, "But, you have to sit and watch whatever I want."
  "Deal, Violet." he nods releasing me.
  "SCOOBY-DOO MARATHON!!!" I yell running over to my movie chest.
  "Seriously," Michael groans, "We've watched them a million times when we were in high school."
  "Don't dis Scooby." I say throwing a pillow at his head, "Sit, I'm going to make popcorn. If so much as think of running I will cut your balls off."
  "Yes ma'am," he gulps dropping on the couch as I start the popcorn I run back down the hall.

  "Change," I order throwing a pair of his sweats at him, "And fix the couch." I run back into the kitchen to grab the snacks and drinks.

  "You are going to drive me crazy," he muttered.

  "Oh shut it," I laugh punching his arm. "I love these movies, I could have picked a Disney princess..."

  "What Scooby is awesome." he say quickly snuggling up beside me.

  "That's what I thought," I said smugly.

*Michael*

  "Details, NOW," Nick demanded.

  "About..." I sigh finishing up a maintenance check on an elderly lady's car.

  "Your date," Nick said in a 'duh' tone, "Come on tell me. It was a chick flic wasn't it. I knew it girls never want to have fun on a first date."

  "Wasn't a date, we're friends reconnecting." I chuckle, "We went out for ice cream and then did Lazar Tag, afterwards went home and watched a couple movies."

  "Totally a date," Nick sings before yelling, "Branson, get back to work. I don't pay you to stand around doing nothing."

   "Nick, that's all that kid does," I chuckle.

  "I know and if I could fire him I would," he grumbled, "So she took you to Lazar Tag."

  "Yeah, like the first time I met her." I laugh walking over to elderly lady to give her the keys.

  "Man, I wish I had a girl to do that with." Nick sighed, "Anyway, back to paperwork." and he walked back to the office.

  "What's up dad," I ask answering my phone as I walk into the apartment building,

  "I was wondering if your coming home for Thanksgiving or staying there," he asks.

  "Thinking about coming home," I say,

  "Oh that's great," he says offhandedly.

  "I'll probably bring Jessa with me." I chuckle.

  "That's great, so I'll talk t you later, son." he says rushed.

  "Kay, later," I smile walking in the apartment.

  "I'm not! I just can't," I heard Jessa yell, "Back off... How did you... Screw off." and I heard a thump.

  "Jessa, you alright?" I ask when I see her slumped over on the couch.

"Yeah," she whispered.

  "What's wrong" I sit in front of her, "You can tell me Violet."

  "I know I just don't want to talk about it now." she sighed rubbing her temple. "I ordered pizza earlier so it should be here soon. I'll be right back I'm going to see Greg."

  "Alright," I sigh and watch her walk out the door. Damn why can't I be the one she talks to when she's upset.

 *Jessa*

  "I don't know what to do," I sigh wearing a hole in the middle of Greg's floor. "What if he does come after me again. I don't want to go back there, I can't."

  "You won't," Greg says stepping in front of me, "I won't let it happen."

  "I know," I mumble into his chest, "I just don't want you to get hurt."

  "I won't," Greg sighs, "Besides you have Tony, Cameron, Jack and Lance to help this time. And if you tell that man in your apartment, I'm pretty sure he'll help too."

  "I'm not telling him." I grumble, "He just got out of prison, I'm not going to tell him that the man that put him there is trying to..."

  "Fixed it." Tony says holding up my phone, "Your lucky I had the stuff to fix it, but i would still that it to a repair store. I agree with Greg tell the man. What's the worst that can happen."

  "He'll hate me when he realizes that..." I say and Tony realizes what I was talking about.

  "Seriously," Tony says shocked.

  "Yeah," I sigh, "I should get back, I'll talk to you guys tomorrow."

  "Everything will be ok, little mouse," Tony says hugging me tight and I nod hugging him back.

  "I hope so," I whisper walking out the door. "I won't let thim ruin your life again, Mickey." I sigh walking into the apartment.