Be There For Me

Chapter 9

Jessica's POV

Date: 11/22/15

Location: The Clinton Anderson Ranch

Time: 7:12 P.M.

We are still eating the Chinese food in the living room. I'm getting full, but I'm having a lot of fun.

"I still can't get over what this Andrew guy did to you." Clinton says staring at the ground.

"Yeah, he was just, evil. I hope he doesn't follow me here." I say imagining the thought of that. He would kill me.

"Haven't you told anyone?" He asks abruptly.

"No, he aould threaten every time I did, it was no use." I say shaking my head.

"You could've called the police." He says in a monotone voice.

"That would've ended very badly, he would've beat me to death or something, and the police would've taken too long to get there, I probably would've been dead by the time they would've gotten there."

"Do you want me to go beat him up and show him what he did to you?" He asks loudly.

"Clinton, stop, I don't want you to do that."

"Oh yeah? And why not? I'm probably twice the size of that prick." He asks crossing his arms like a child.

"I don't think fighting and beating people is the solution, and besides, if you did that and get caught, your reputation of people trusting you, is over." I say.

"I understand, but I don't want to maniac running around lose out there probably looking for you." He says standing up.

"You think he's looking for me? If he gets his hands on me I swear to god," I pause. My anger was getting ahead of me.

"I'm going to call the police about this guy." He says.

"He can fake it." I say as he walks away.

"Fake what?" Clinton says popping back into the room.

"He is the best lier I've ever seen. He can convince anyone that his lies are real, even himself." I say thinking about the past year. All of the bad memories. Clinton is the first person to ever make me smile, I probably will never see my family again, so, the only thing I have to lose is Moon, who is my world. Moon as been there for me since I was 15 years old and I'm now 25, I can't think of a moment without him.

Clinton seems to be the only person to, or at least act like, he cares about me. And I really appreciate it.