Miss Jackson

Chapter 8

Brendon's Pov

After we left the school I took Delilah to my house and had her take a nap. I gave her a kiss on the head and left. I'm going to her house to see if that prick is there or at least her mother so I can tell her what happened.

When I arrive, there is only one car in the driveway. I park and run up to the door making no effort to knock, I open the door. I hear the tv on and I walk to the living room. A man is sitting on the couch drinking a beer. Knowing who it is I angrily throw myself over the couch and attack him. He yells in shock and I start hitting him.

"Get the fuck off of me!" He yells pushing me off but it doesn't help. The anger I have for him for what he did to Delilah only fuels my adrenaline more.

"I know what you did to her, I'm going to make you pay you son of a bitch!" I yell as I pin him to the ground hitting him in the face.

"Who are you?!" He asks through yells. I don't answer him and get off of him. I grab his neck and pull him off the door, a loud growling noise erupts through my throat.

"If you ever touch her again I will murder you" I spit. I drop him to the floor and walk to the door.

"If you call the cops I'll show them what you did to her," I say and walk to my car. I don't even look back, I get in my car and speed off.

When I get back to my house Delilah is still asleep. I get ready for bed and cuddle next to her. She instantly snuggles her face into my chest. I kiss the top of her head and whisper and I love you and go to sleep.

"Brendon what the hell?!" I wake up to someone shouting. I groan and open my eyes. Delilah is standing over me with her phone in her hand.

"What?" I ask sitting up.

"Why the hell did you beat my dad up last night?! He's trying to find me"  she shouts.

"I had to teach that piece of shit a lesson" I inform her, my voice getting loud.

"My mom wants to know why I let my teacher beat him up!"

"Just tell her I beat him up cause I was pissed. You had nothing to do with it" I shrug.

"Brendon...you can't just do that! I don't care that you hit him, I care that my mom will start to wonder."

"Come here" I grab her arm and pull her close to me. She goes with it and I grasp her hand tightly.

"I was only protecting you. If he thinks that he will come find you to hurt you then he's wrong. I'm not afraid to hurt him again and now you're definitely not going home."

"I need clothes for school Brendon and my mom won't let me stay with 'a friend' forever" she puts air quotes over a friend.

"Just until he leaves and if she won't make him then she's just going to have to live without you. You're almost 18 then it won't matter if they want you there and you'll live with me, I will go to your house when no one is home and grab your clothes." I explain.

"We have to be at school in half an hour. I'm not ready." She tells me.

"I'll call in sick and so will you"

"Fine..." She sighs. I call in saying I have the bad flu from my mom and an hour later Delilah calls in saying she's still sick.

"When does your mom go to work?" I ask.

"In ten minutes."

"Then I will go by myself to get you enough clothes and if he is there I won't hesitate to hurt him."