He's The Hottest Guy In School And I'm The New Girl

Luke's pov.

I was driving faster than I ever have before in my life. I should be worrying about crashing or cops but right now I couldn't care less. All that mattered was Heather.

If Ryan got to her first he would lose control. He's drunk and not thinking strait.

I looked up and realized how dark the clouds were becoming, it looked like rain. Heavy rain. Maybe hail.

I sped up more if that's possible to try and beat the weather.

I imagined small helpless Heather alone in that big house. What was she doing back there?

She should have told someone I though clenching my teeth. She should have called me and told me where she was going. Because if I haven't called Ryan she would be in this all alone.

I just prayed she could hold on until I got there, I'm only minuets away.

I felt the first few raindrops hit the back of my neck as I leaped out of my car and ran up to the house.

I felt my blood freeze and the dread wormed deeper when I heard her scream.

I banged on the door and rammed into it with all of my weight but it wouldn't budge.

I sprinted around to the back.
I saw the back door slightly ajar and raced to it.

She had to be okay. She had to be okay. I don't know what I would do if I was too late. I didn't want to think what could have happened to her.

This will be the last time Ryan ever does this. He can't just get drunk and lose control. He has a family, he has a girlfriend and can't go to jail.

But if he hurt Heather.

He will be begging for prison before I'm done.

I heard banging and Ryan yelling drunkenly. She must have locked him out. I raced through the house and leaped over every obstacle in my path.

Then I heard something that made my heart drop into my feet. I heard the lock bust off the door and I heard Ryan's triumphant yell.

I was too late. He's got her.

I ran up the stairs as quick as I could and ran down the hall to the door I heard laughing from.

I rammed into the door and it splintered into pieces. Ryan jerked around in surprise.

I grabbed him by his collar and saw her in his arms.

She must have passed out because of the trama. Her little head lolled back  around on her shoulders like her neck could snap at any moment.

I yanked Ryan up by his collar and he dropped her in surprise.

Her frail body hit the ground with a sickening thump. I wirrled around to Ryan in fury.

He opened his mouth and held up his hands but before he could say a thing I barreled into him.

I punched him over and over. And he was so drunk he could barely dodge.
I pushed him up against the wall. He snarled at me and kicked his knee up I to my gut. I backed up and he stumbled toward me.

That's when I lost it.

"When we're you going to stop, Ryan?" Would you have stopped when she was screaming?" I punched him in his nose.

"Would you have stopped when she was screaming for you to stop?" I punched again.

"Would you have stopped when she was bleeding and dying?" I grabbed his hair and forced him to look at me.

He had blood dribbling from his lip and a large bruise over both eyes. I spat in his face and he fell. "When would you have stopped rapping her and beating her? Huh Ryan, when?" He layed there motionless and I stepped over him to Heather.

I lifted her face her face gently and saw a large bruise on her left cheek. I felt my adrenaline spike and my eyes water.

He had done this to her.

I wasn't here to protect her and this had happened.

I scooped her up into my arms and carried her out to my car.

I called 911 and told them some bum had tried to rape my girlfriend and I had beat him up. They asked for the address and said they were sending a ambulance to pick him up and treat his injuries.

I pulled up to the hospital with Heather and sat there looking at her for a second.

I just realized I had told the police she was my girlfriend. I smiled a little. I need to make it official as soon as she wakes up.

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10 hours later
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I sat by her bedside holding her hand tenderly. She looked so peaceful now that the paramedics had treated her with pain killers and cleaned up her face.

She had no major injuries. But Ryan had sprained her wrist and bruised her cheek.

Just looking at her little wrapped wrist made me boil with anger. If Ryan ever tried to pull something like this again I would beat the shit out of him for good.

I didn't know the details but I do know he's in big trouble. The police found him upstairs in that same room passed out.

They also found some girl locked in one of the back closets. She had bruises and was missing some of her clothing.

Our best guess was that Ryan had found some other girl the night before. But she hasn't been as lucky as Heather.

I shuddered thinking that is what could have happened to her if I haven't showed up to save her.

I pushed some of Heather's hair behind her ear and kissed her forehead.

I would never let anything like this happen to her again. Not as long as I'm here to protect her.

Then I sat in an armchair across the room and shut my eyes. It was almost midnight and it has been a extreamly traumatic day so I fell asleep quickly knowing that Heather was safe.