The Secret Life // A Shawn Hunter fanfic

Eighteen ➵ T. L

Do you ever just have a feeling in the gnawing pits of your stomach that you're not doing the right thing? To have the urge to do something, despite what your best friend has told you not to do so? That's what I was feeling at this very moment.
I couldn't get the thought out of mine seeing Jasmine with all of those bruises. It was too painful to see- to know. With her being abused and always harassed in her own home wasn't right. She deserved love, not hatefulness. I know my parents would take her in, and I just knew this would be the proper place for her to stay at.
At school when I saw Shawn, I had to bite my lip, fighting the inner urge to tell him what Jasmine has been through for her safety. But she didn't want me to. When I first saw her appear at her locker, I noticed she was limping a little, picking up her feet.
"Jasmine, what happened?" I asked, having a feeling at what happened.
"I'm fine Topanga, before you ask that question." Jasmine said. Suddenly Cory and Shawn came up to us, interruping what I was going to say to her.
"Topanga!" Cory exclaimed. When I turned my attention to him, I realized the only person I'd be able to tell him about Jasmine's situation was him. We needed to figure out something, and pronto.
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After school when I saw Cory, I got a hold of his arm.
"What are you doing?" He asked me.
"Come on just follow me!" I hissed, dragging him all the way to his house.
"Shouldn't I be dragging you to my house?" Cory asked me, confused.
"Just wait." I answered. I opened the door to find Mrs. Matthews sewing something for Morgan possibly.
"Oh hi Topanga. What are you doing here?" Mrs. Matthews wondered.
"Oh, we have a project to work on that's all, right Cory?" I said, looking at him to make sure he said yes.
"Y-yes. We do." Cory lied, forming a cheesy, foolish grin.
"Alright... Have fun." Mrs. Matthews said, then Cory and I rushed upstairs to this room. Of course Eric was in here, looking as if he was getting ready for a date.
"Eric! Get out. I ordered him.
"No loser this is my room-" I didn't listen to him and just pushed him out the door, quickly locking the bedroom door behind me.
"Hey! Let me back in!" Eric shouted from the other side of the door, but I ignore him pretending he wasn't there.
"What is it you have to tell me?" Cory asked me. I got a hold of him by the hem of his shirt, pulling him closer to me so I had his attention; coast and clear.
"Promise me you won't tell anyone." I strictly told him.
"I promise. Topanga you should know anything you tell me I promise to keep it a secret." Cory promised me.
I took a deep breath.
"Okay, I had to tell someone about this but.... Jasmine gets abused at home." I told him. His eyes widened, his expressions changing to fear immediately.
"What?" He said, shocked.
"She told me before the dance from a couple nights ago. She didn't want me to tell anyone but I know it's not right. We need to do something about it Cory." I told him.
"Yeah. Maybe I can try and talk to her?"
"What if she gets mad at me though?" I reminded, knowing she would.
"I promise you Topanga I'll talk to her and if she gets mad, she shouldn't. She shouldn't get mad over something that's this serious." Cory insisted.
"Yeah...." I say, biting my lip. I sat on his bed, thinking about the pro's and con's of this.
"Cory, do you think I'm doing the right thing here? For Jasmine?" I asked him, fiddling with my fingers. Cory sat down next to me.
"Yes you are." He answered.
"You wouldn't call me a bad friend?"
"No! Not even close. This is definitely the right thing to do. It's for Jasmine's sake." Cory objected. He took a hold of my hand, making it to where I was looking at him.
"Thank you Cory. I don't even like the thought of her getting hurt." I whispered.
"She won't now that you've told me. We'll figure this out, together. You. Her. Me... Shawn too, right?" Cory asked.
"I wanted to tell Shawn first. But Jasmine doesn't want me to tell him cause you know how he is with her." I informed him.
"Well.. We are going to have to figure this out. After school tomorrow, I'm talking to her. I'm inviting her over to my place to talk about this. Just me and her." Cory planned. I hoped this work. We needed to do our best to help Jasmine live somewhere else, and not have to face living in a position to where she always ends up abused.
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Author's Note:
Ooh! A Topanga point of view, I decided to add this cause this is where the climax begins. Hope you enjoyed it.