The bad boy saved me

Chapter 17

I woke up the next morning. I don't remember much, I wonder why. I remember yelling at my dad to leave me alone. He was able to get the door opened and he walked over to me. That's really all I remember.

I went to stretch and noticed that I couldn't move my hands. My window was boarded up and my phone was going off. I looked over and it was from Jace. I turned away and tried to move my hands. They were chained to the headboard of the bed. I got scared and my dad walked in. He had a black eye and his lip was swollen.

"What the hell!" I spat.

"No!" He yelled, "you see what you did to me! Do you?"

"You attacked me!" I yelled, "mom! Mom help!"

I heard her whimper and I got angry.

"You son of a bitch!" I screamed, "what did you do to my mother!"

He shook his head and slapped me. I looked at him again and squinted my eyes.

"You're sick!" I spat, "how are you even my father? You asked why I left!! This is why I left! All you are is a sickening bastard! Someone who takes your issues out on everyone!"

I saw the anger rise in him. He balled his fists and just started hitting on me. I didn't scream or whine. I didn't call for help. It took everything I had not to shout in pain. I just couldn't bring myself to allow him the satisfaction. He went on for what felt like hours before he left my room. I started moving my hands and trying to get them free.

I was all sweaty at this point. I got one hand free and I picked up my phone. It was now night time and they were sleeping.

116 missed calls from Jace.

67 texts from Jace.

I called Chelsea.

"Chelsea," I whispered, "I'm in trouble. My dad, he's gone crazy. I'm hurt. I don't know how badly but I am, I can feel it. He beat me today and I was able to get one hand free. Please."

"I'm coming," she said, "I'm coming."

She hung up and I put my phone down. Just then he walked in and looked at me.

"What the hell!" He snapped, "why!? You're so dumb!"

He chained my hand back up and grabbed belt. He flipped me onto my back and started hitting me harshly. I screamed into the pillow.

"Stop!" I screamed, "stop!"

"Hey get off of her!" I heard, "Gale!"

I closed my eyes. I knew who was here, and I was thankful. He ran over to me and unchained my hands. I just let them fall.

"It's ok princess," he whispered, "I'm right here."

I smiled and closed my eyes, "you came."

"I'm so sorry," he sighed, "I'm so so sorry. I shouldn't have been such an asshole. I'm so sorry."

"Shh," I whispered, "go find my mom. Get him out of here and help her."

"What about you?" He asked.

"Go," I said.

He ran out and Chelsea ran over to me. She grabbed my hand and knelt down beside me.

"I'm sorry," she whispered, "I knew I should have asked but you would have said no. I couldn't do this alone."

"It's ok," I smiled, "thank you for coming."

She smiled and held my hand. Her eyes focused on everything that had happened.

"Oh my gosh," she said, "we need to get you to a hospital."

I shook my head, "no more hospitals. I'll be fine."

"Do you see your back?" She asked, "you need to go."

I shook my head and just stayed laying down on my bed. Jace ran back in and looked at me.

"She's ok," he whispered, "she's ok."

"Did he hit her?" I asked.

Jace shook his head and I nodded, "we took her to a station for questions. No one can know where we work. We just went up to the police station and explained what happened. They'll take it from there."

I nodded again and he looked at me.

"I'm so sorry," he whispered, "I don't know why I got like that. I'm sorry Lola."

I chuckled, "it's ok."

He closed his eyes and sighed, "let's get you cleaned up. Will you come back with me afterwords."

"Maybe," I said.

The little hope in his eyes seemed to go away. He nodded and stood up. He walked into the bathroom and downstairs he was in there for a few minutes. He walked back out with things. Alcohol, salt, gauze, tape and peroxide.

"Could you guys go?" He asked, "please."

Chelsea and Gale left and I looked at Jace.

"It'll hurt," he whispered, "hold onto something."

I grabbed his hand and he smiled. The alcohol hit my back and I screamed. I put my face into the pillow and screamed some more. I squeezed his hand tightly.

"Ok," he whispered, "let's kill all the bacteria alright?"

I nodded and he sprinkled salt all over the wounds. I cringed and held his hand tightly. After awhile the salt stopped hurting and we rinsed it off. He poured the peroxide over it, that didn't really hurt. He put gauze over all of the wounds and taped it down. I looked at him and he looked at me.

"I didn't think you'd come," I whispered.

"Of course I came," he whispered, "I heard you were in trouble. I know I snapped and I'm so sorry. I didn't mean to. As soon as you walked out of that room I knew I fucked up. I can't apologize enough because that was unruly. But when I heard you were in trouble, at your own house I knew I had to do something. I had to get to you. I needed to save you and make sure you felt safe. I-

"I Love you," I smiled.

He stopped talking and looked at me. A smile appeared on his face and he kissed my forehead.

"I love you too," he smiled.

I closed my eyes and just relaxed my body. I kept my hand in his.

"Lola?" He whispered, "Lola are you ok? Babe-

Everything went black.

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