The protector

Part 7

An hour later I woke up in a field to the feeling of arms around me.

SHIT! I didn't even realize that we had fallen asleep.

I quickly sat up and took my phone out of my pocket to check the time.

It was almost 6:00...fuck!!!

I shook Jason awake. He just kept laying there. I kept shaking him and screamed,"Jason wake up!!"

He finally opened his eyes and mumbles,"huh?"

"Get up Jason it's almost 6! I'm going to be in such deep shit!"

He jumped up and shook the grass off of hisself and I did the same.

We started running to my house. I kept having to pull him in the right direction because he would start running the wrong way seeing as how he didn't know where he was really going.

We finally got to my house and my dad was standing outside waiting on me. I didn't realize that me and Jason were holding hands until my dad looked down at it.

"Dad can my friend Jason hang out for a little while?" I ask, hoping like he'll that he says yes. Otherwise i'm screwed.

"Seeing as how you've probably been with him all afternoon, not tonight honey." he said trying to sound like an overprotective father.

I frown and just look at Jason. He takes my phone and types something. Then presses a couple of buttons and he types something else.

He hugs me and quickly whispers,"My numbers in there now if you need to get ahold of me for anything"

I let go of him and let his hand loose. He saw how scared I was but had no other choice but to leave. He waved at me and I went inside.

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My dad stayed outside for a while so I was pretty sure that I was off the hook with this one.

I sat in the livingroom and was watching some tv show called Deadly Women.

After about an hour my dad finally came back inside. He sat down beside me on the couch.

"So, you're going out with these little boys now?" he asked with hatred in his voice.

"No dad, he's just a friend." I say with the most calm an unscared voice I could possibly make.

"Yeah that's what they all say. Give me your phone for a minute." he says very sternly.

I give it to him because I know that if I put up a fight then the bad will happen.

He takes it and I see him press a few buttons then waits a second to close it and gives it back to me.

I open it and the first thing I go to is my contacts. I type in "Jason" and there is nothing.

The tears start to swell up in my eyes and I just can't hold my anger in. I get up and scream,"Why the FUCK did you delete his number?? He is the only god damn friend I have and you're going to be a dick and delete his number?! FUCK YOU!"

I start to walk away and he grabs my arm. He spins me around to face him and pulls me to his face. "Don't you EVER talk to me like that! Maybe this will teach you."

He throws me down on the ground and rips my shirt off. I try to fight back but he pins my hands above my head and forcefully yanks me pants off. I try my hardest to keep my legs squeezed tight together. "GET THE FUCK OFF OF ME!!"

It's no use. It just pisses him off more. He pulls my legs apart and forces his self into me.

I cry out in pain as I feel my self rip. This hasn't happened the first few times. He gets rougher and faster and I cry in pain. He pulls out for a minute then pulls my legs over his shoulder then forces hisself in me as hard and fast as he can. I scream as loud as I can. He covers my mouth and keeps going. I keep crying. He lays down on me with my legs still over his shoulder and get harder. I cry and grip the bed post. After another hour of it I feel his cum shoot into me.

He slowly pulls out of me and leaves my room. I curl up in a ball and cry.

I grab my phone and search through it. I look in my notes and everything. No trace of his number. I finally get the idea to check my drafts.

In my drafts he left me a locked message. It says:: "Just in case your dad tries to delete my number, here it is. 444-1824"

I type it in and press the call button.

After a few rings he finally picks up. "hello?"

He whispers, sounding like he just woke up.

"Uh, hey Jason it's Anah...make room in your bed for me tonight. I'm NOT staying here."

"Okay hun...are you okay?...you sound like you've been crying."

Shit I am crying..

"I'll tell you when I get there."

He says okay and we hang up.

I pack some stuff and walk out the door.