Broken

Over Protective

Casey's POV

It happened again, I was in an alley and My dad had beaten up again. I was on the cold wet ground. Everything went dark.

Bruno's POV

I was in a hurry to get home because I was so pissed at my girlfriend. I cut though an alley but while I was driving I spotted a little girl laying on the ground, she looked hurt. I got out of my car and went over to her. She seemed to be passed out. I picked her up and put her in my car and drove her to my house. I laid her down on my bed and went to the living room to watch tv.

Casey's POV

I woke up in someone's room. I walked out into a hallway and then walked down the stairs. "Hello?" I yelled. "Hello?" I went on down the stair into a living room and saw Bruno Mars.

"Hey your awake!" He said.

"Yeah. Why am I here?" I asked him.

"Well I saw you in an alley when I was on my way home and you looked hurt so I brought you here." He explained.

"Oh well thanks."

"No problem. Who beat you up?" He asked.

"My dad." I told him.

"Oh are you gonna go back to him?" He asked.

"I don't want to but I have no choice to." I said with a weak voice.

"Can I see the cuts and bruises he gave you?" He asked.

"Sure." I answered. I lifted my shirt up to show him the bruise on my belly, I moved my hair over so he could see the cut on my neck and then I pointed to my cheek.

"Man he must hit you really hard." Bruno said.

"Yeah he does." My voice cracked. Bruno's phone starts to ring.

*BRUNOS PHONE CALL*

"Hello?" Bruno answered.

"Hey man!" Phil answered.

"Hey Phil, what's up?"

"I need you to come to the studio."

"Ok, I'll be there as soon as I can."

"Ok see you soon."

*END OF PHONE CALL*

"Who was that?" I asked.

"It was my friend, Phil." He answered.

"Oh." I said.

"Yeah I need to go to the studio." He said.

"Ok well I can go back to my dads." I told him.

"No. Your coming with me." He demanded.

"Ok then." I said.

I was still wearing my outfit from yesterday, skinny jeans, a Cookie Monster shirt, blue converse, my blonde hair was naturally curly and a blue beanie. Bruno was wearing a white v neck with blue jeans and black converse. We went to his car I got into the front seat and he got in the drivers seat. We drove to the studio. When we got up there and their was about 6 or 7 different guys.

"Hey guys!" Bruno says.

"Hey man." Phil says.

"Um who's the kid?" One of the other guys asked.

"Oh this is....." He started to say. "What's your name?" He asked me.

"Casey." I answered.

"Well hello Casey. I'm Phil." Phil said to me.

"Hi." I say back with a smile.

Bruno went into the booth to record a song. After they were done, Bruno took me back to his house.

"So did you have fun at the studio?" Bruno asked me.

"Yeah I guess." I answered.

"So what are you gonna do?" He asked me.

"About what?" I asked.

"Well like are you gonna go back to your dad?" Bruno asked.

"I have no choice." I said.

"No you do have a choice." He told me.

"No I don't, there's no way I can get away from him. He'll find me." I started to cry. Bruno pulled to the side of the road.

"Hey. It'll be ok." He told me but I stayed quiet and I kept crying. Bruno hugged me tightly and we stayed hugging for about 20 minutes. Then he drove us to his house. My eyes were red and puffy. We got to his house and we went inside and sat on the couch.

"Thanks." I said to Bruno.

"For what?" He asked.

"For everything, For getting me off the street, taking me in, just everything." I told him.

"It's no problem. Are you hungry?" He asked me.

"Yeah" I answered.

"I'll cook something. You like pizza?" He asked.

"Yeah." I answered. He went into the kitchen to cook. There was a knock at the door. "Casey can you get that please?" Bruno asked me.

"Yeah I got it." I answered him. I had to get a chair to look the out the peep hole and I couldn't believe it. It was my dad. I got off the chair and ran to the kitchen. I ran to Bruno. He hugged me.

"What is it?" He asked. There was a knock on the door again.

"My dads at the door." I told him. "I don't know what to do."

"Stay in here I'll...." I cut him off.

"No I have to go back." I said.

"No you dont." He said.

"Yes I do I can't just live with you forever." I told him.

"Why not?" He asked.

"Because that would be like kidnapping." I told him.

"Oh, well I could......" He stopped himself.

"You could what?" I asked.