Clueless

Chapter Four - My KnightS in Shinning Armour

Abby's POV

After the movie everyone kept asking what happened and why we were acting like we were: silent. That's one thing that I don't like about being with everyone; there are always so many questions.

"Abs, wanna go home?" John asks after everyone's questions were answered. I nodded. "Bye guys!" He yelled. Everyone complained and Brinley and Jade crushed me in hugs.

I just wanted to get back to John's. I did not want to go back home. I was afraid of what my dad will do to me. I still have no idea why my mom would leave. I know I wasn't around much and we weren't that close, but it still hurts to know that she doesn't love me enough to stay. I wish I had my brother back. We use to be really close, until he started drinking. They say that its more likely to become an alcoholic if your family is. I know that isn't true for me, but my brother is a different story. He use to be the typical over protective brother. Now, I'm lucky if I talk to him while he's sober for a minute a week.

I brake out of my day dream when we reach the Meyers house. I know I have to go back home, but I don't want to.

"Abby Mae, you know you don't have to go home if you don't want to?" John asks me, concern clear in his light blue eyes. He doesn't know that my dad hits me. Its only happened a couple times and I don't know if telling John would be a good thing. He would totally flip. I promised myself if it got any worse that I would tell him. So, I'm not completely sure why he won't let me go home.

"But, John Daniel," I reply, "I have to." I know it's not a good idea but I feel like I need to. We get off the motorcycle and slowly walk inside. I need to get my clothes and stuff from before.

"How was the movie, guys?" Marcus asks us. "Well, don't you guys just look like the perfect couple... or twins. I'll go with twins." He winks at me when he says couple.

What the Heck, Marcus?

I guess the twins thing could be understandable. I do look like I could fit right in with the Meyers. I have blue/green eyes, that look like a mix of John's and Marcus'. My hair is long, curly and brown. The same color as Marcus' and the curliness of the twins, Marcus and Mason. I fit right in around here. But, John and I are both wearing blue V-necks and white shorts.

I turn to John and he gives me the once over.

"I guess we do," is his smart reply.

"You guys seem off, what happened?" Marcus asks, true concern and worry in his voice. John looks at me, I nod.

"Her mom left." Three simple words that can tare anybody up. They really don't seem like they apply to me. I mean it could be anybody. Her. That could be anybody. I wish so much that it didn't apply to my life. Marcus jumps up and hugs the crap out of me.

"If you need anything, I'm here you know that, right?" I nod into his shoulder. We hug for a few minutes before I left go.

"I need to go home guys," I look at John when I say this. They both nod.

"Is your dad going to be okay?" Marcus asks me. I shrug

"I'm not sure. I'm hoping so," was my smart reply. More like I know he won't be okay but I'm hoping a miracle will happen.

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John stopped in front of my house. It only takes two minutes to walk to his house but he still demanded that he gives me a ride home. I jump off the bike and give John a hug, saying Thank you.

"Be safe and call me soon." I walk slowly to the door. As soon as I shut the door there is a stinging in my jaw and I am on the floor.

"Why do you have to be so stupid? You made your mother leave me. She was my everything!" He delivered a kick to the side of my stomach. I cried out in pain, totally forgetting about anything else at the moment. My so called father kicked me again.

"You shouldn't yell or cry. That just shows how weak you really are. I cannot believe I took part in making you. You are a little bitch and I don't care what you think. YOU ARE!" he was yelling now and I was scared of his next movement. I knew this happened to people before, a lot of people. I never ever thought that my dad would be the one hitting me. I've always wanted that cliché dad that tries to scare boys away from their little girl. But my father just scares me.

My dad kept going, he kept punching, hitting and kicking me. He also kept yelling things that I never want to repeat, things I would never say. He told me quite a few times that I was the reason my mum left. I started believing him, too. If I was better she would have stayed. If I was smarter, prettier, skinnier, if I talked to her, she wouldn't have left. It's seems like it has been forever since he started hitting me.

After another kick the door burst open. My knight in shining armor.

My knights in shinning armor actually. Every boy of the Meyers family was at my door. Everyone but Jarrett was there. Kevin, Marcus, Mathew, Mark, Mason and John. Kevin came at my dad, who was still frozen from their entrance. He had my dad down on the floor in two seconds flat. Guess that isn't that hard to do to a drunk overweight man when your built like Kevin. John came over to me and picked me up. I whimpered in pain. My ribs felt like they were on fire. My dad started fighting Kevin so Marcus started helping him. My dad had no chance to even move. Marcus gave him quite a few bruises too: which I didn't mind at all. In the back of my mind I started wondering why all of them came. These three would have been fine. Mathew is standing at the door way still, looking like the awkward person he is and Mark and Mason are picking up some broken glass.

I'm not sure why there is broken glass everywhere, then I look at the walls. Every single picture frame has been broken. All the pictures have me or mum ripped out. I couldn't take it anymore. I started balling and John just pulled me tighter to him.

John's POV

I cannot believe that Abby's dad could do that to her. I can't believe that I let that happen to her. I knew I shouldn't have let her go home. I can't believe her dad did this to her. Her ribs are hurting, you can tell by the way she moves. There's bruises all over her arms and legs and one deep scratch down her arm and one on her face. I can't believe it. I let her down. I promised her I'd never let her get hurt, and she has. She's gotten hurt in sports and stuff, but that doesn't count. I wonder if they were all sports bruises. I wonder if he has hit her before. I wanted to go and punch his face in but I can't leave Abby.

I look down at her. Her eyes are closed and mouth shut tight.

I want to kiss her.

Where did that come from? I can't be having these thoughts about my bestfriend, I have a girlfriend.

All of a sudden Abby started balling. I didn't know what to do so I just hugged her tighter, hopping I wasn't hurting her.

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