Protection (Shoey)

Chapter 2- I'm Ok

Chapter 2- I'm Ok

Joey's POV

I wake up all bright and happy like normal.

I hope I can hang out with Shane today. He seemed upset yesterday. I hope he's ok.

But what if he isn't?

No Joey. He said he was fine so he's fine.

... Right?

I get ready for the day. I make breakfast. I take a shower. I do my hair and get dressed.

Then I call him. He answers quickly.

Joey: Hey Shane!

Shane: Hi Joey.

Joey: Could I come over later?

Shane: I think so.

Joey: Think?

Shane: Yeah. You can come over.

He's acting weird. I hope he's ok. Ugh. I need to stop worrying over everything.

Joey: Ok. I'll be over in an hour.

Shane: Ok. See you then. Bye.

Joey: Bye.

Shane's POV

Lisa: Who was that?

I turn around. Lisa is standing behind me smiling. That won't last very long.

Shane: Joey.

Her smile dropped. But she held her temper.

Lisa: Yeah? What did he want?

Shane: To come over.

She gripped the side of our dining table. I knew where this was going.

Lisa: And you said?

I stayed silent. She glared at me. I took a step back then answered.

Shane: Yes.

I closed my eyes and waited for all hell to break loose.

Joey's POV

I drive over to Shane's apartment. I slowly walk up the door. I heard noises coming from inside.

What's going on?

I press my ear to the door. I hear muffled shouts and crying.

Is Shane getting hurt? I quickly reach for the door handle. I fling the door open and stare at the most horrid sight ever.

Lisa is beating Shane. He's in tears. I see bruises all over him.

She finally looks up and sees me standing in the doorway. It's silent for a minute.

Lisa: I'm leaving!

She shoves past me and slams the door. I run over to Shane. His eyes are squeezed shut.

Joey: Shane?

Shane: I'm fine Joey.

Joey: A-are you sure?

He quickly sits up, trying to prove that he's ok. But he falls back down. I catch him.

I help him onto the couch. I gently touch his face. He winces.

Joey: Do you need anything?

Shane: An icepack.

I get up and bring him a few icepacks. We sit in silence for a few minutes until he sits up straight.

Joey: Are you ok?

Shane: Listen Joey. I'm sorry that you saw that. But don't worry about me. I'm completely fine.

Don't worry?!

Completely fine?!

He was lying on the floor, unable to even sit up!

He calls that fine?! I can't sit around knowing that he's getting hurt.

Joey: Shane. How long has she been doing this?

Shane: More often in the past few months.

Joey: Why?

Shane: She has anger issues and she gets drunk...

Joey: What can I do?

Shane: Nothing. I'm swear I'm ok. She'll come home later and everything will be ok.

I give him an unconvinced look. He sighs.

Shane: Just trust me ok?

Joey: Fine.

Shane: I'm feeling better now. I think you should go.

I don't want to go. I never want to go. Ever. I want to hold Shane and never let him go. I want to kshow him what true love feels like.

Because whatever you want to call their relationship, is not true love.

Shane: I'm fine.

Joey: Alright.

He kisses my cheek then walks me to the door. I turn around.

Joey: I really care about you Shane.

And with that I got back into my car and left.