Rescue Me

Chapter 1.

Bahja's POV.

I drove as faster; way over the speed limit, as the snow quickly turned into rain. Tears were streaming down my face uncontrollably. I slammed my fist on the steering wheel angrily. The only thoughts running through my mind were angry ones. My mom left several bruises on me, but I also left her a black eye. I didn't care. She deserved it. My cheeks hurt the most, from where she continuously slapped me across my face. I came to a stop light and that's when I pulled down my little mirror in my car. My face was beaten. It looked horrible. My eye was swollen, and the fact that I was bawling wasn't easing the pain. It only made it sting even more.

I pulled into Zonnique's driveway, and quickly ran to the front door. I inserted my key and opened it. The house was quiet. I closed the front door behind me and tip-toed upstairs. I'm assuming her parents weren't home since their cars weren't in the driveway. But someone besides Nique's car was there. Her door was cracked open, but I couldn't hear anything. I pushed the door all the way open, coming to the sight of her
Zoey; her boyfriend and Zonnique making out on her bed, halfway naked. I cleared my throat, causing them to look up. "Bahja! I d-didn't know you were here." She pushed Zoey off of her. "I n-need to t-t-talk to y-you." I stammered. I was hyperventilating and I could barley breathe. "Okay." She said, tying a burgundy robe around her revealed body. "I'll see you later, babe." Zoey kissed her cheek, and walked by me, and downstairs leaving. "So what's up, Bahj?" Nique walked over to me, covering her mouth with her hand. "Oh my god. What happened to you!?" She horridly screamed, noticing my terribly bruised up face. "I got in a fight with Shamra." I cried. "WHAT?" She shouted. I nodded. She pulled me into her arms, allowing me to cry in her arms.






"Bahja, I'm so sorry this happened." Bre handed me another tissue. "I just wish things ended differently." I cried into her shoulder. "Did you talk to Zonnique yet?" She rubbed my back. "Yeah." I nodded. "Aight, well I don't know if you can stay here because my mom had to work tonight, and I'm going over a friends house. So maybe Nique's parents will let you stay overnight?" She suggested. "I'm gonna stay with Kaleb." I said quietly. That's when she got silent. I lifted my head from her shoulder and sighed. "Bre.." "No, Bahja. I don't want to hear it. He's no good and you know that!" She stood up. I did as well. "Yes he is! We're perfect for each other! And I love him! So butt out of my damn love life!" I exclaimed. "I'm just trying to help you, Bahj! I know how he is! I've known him longer than you have, and he's a jackass!" She screamed in my face. "You know what? I'm leaving." I grabbed my phone and my keys. "I came here for advice and your condolence and you argue with me!" "Fine! Leave then!" She shouted as I jogged down the stairs. I can't believe what just happened.








Kaleb and I were on our way to Sonic to get some food."I'm sure you and Bre will be friends again tomorrow, babe." Kaleb said while looking ahead at the rode. I shook my head quickly. "I don't think so. She said some really rude things." I blew my nose into a tissue. "What'd she say anyway?" He glanced at me for a second. "Nothing." I quickly replied. Kaleb doesn't know that Bre doesn't like him. He thinks they're cool, because they've known each other for a while. "You can tell me, Bahj." He sighed. "I don't want to talk about it." I shook my head. He accepted that I wasn't going to tell him, and stopped asking me.

After ordering our food we were on our way back to his house. I was munching on my fries when his phone vibrated in his pocket. He reached for it, but I got it before he could. I slid it, but there was a pass code. "What's your pass code?" I asked him. "What?" He nervously asked me. "Babe, you heard me. Just tell me what it is." I sighed. "No, Bahja. That's my privacy. I don't ask you for your pass code.""If you did, I would've told you." I raised my voice a bit. "Well I'm not asking. So stop asking me." He gripped the steering wheel. I rolled my eyes and dropped his phone back into his pocket. I looked out the window at the small droplets of water falling from the sky.

As soon as we pulled in front of his house, I got out if the car and went inside. I was a little upset. I feel like Kaleb is hiding something from me. And if he's not cheating, then he shouldn't have anything to hide. I chewed on my spicy chicken sandwich slowly; feeling depressed. I felt Kaleb's presence behind me, as he started sucking on my neck. "Stop." I pushed him away. "You know you don't want me to." He whispered in my ear. He sent chills down my spine, and it turned me on. I quickly snapped myself out of it. "NO." I stood up. "What's the matter now?" He huffed. "What's the pass code to your phone?" I placed my hands on my hips. He walked out of the kitchen and I followed. "I don't see the problem, Kaleb! If you're not cheating then why can't I know your pass code!?" I ranted as we made our way upstairs. "Because I fucking said so Bahja!" He stopped walking and turned around towards me. "Just stop asking okay?" He pushed some hair out of my face. "I will who you tell me what it is!" I shoved him. I don't know what came over me, but I got angry. Next thing I know, he slapped me. I collapsed onto the floor, immediately. He hit the same part of my face my mom hit, so it stung like hell. "Don't you EVER put your hands on me again." He towered over me. I couldn't say anything because I was too in shock. I never thought he'd put his hands on me.. ever.







I touched up my makeup a little bit more, covering up my bruises and marks. It hurt to touch them, and I winced every time I did touch them. A tear fell from my eyes as I thought. I lost one of my best friends, my mother, and my so called 'loving boyfriend' is now abusing me. I don't know if he'll continue doing so, but I do know this. He's got serious anger issues. And I haven't realized it until he actually put his hands on me. I gathered up all my makeup and put it back into my makeup bag. I quickly walked out, meeting eyes with Zonnique. "Hey pinky." She grinned. "Hey." I looked at the ground. "Still upset?" She twisted her lips to the side. I chewed on my bottom lip. I refuse to cry yet again. "I'm broken, Nique." Before she could see me cry, she pulled me into her arms. "I know it's hard Bahja." She rubbed my back. I let out all my tears, and when I finally calmed down, I could feel my makeup sliding off my face. It probably wasn't as bad as I thought though. Zonnique handed me a tissue and I cautiously dabbed under my eyes.

Bre was right across the hall watching us through the mirror on her locker door. She rolled her eyes and walked away. My mold went straight to sad again. I wasn't expecting her to be this upset with me. "I know she ain't rolling her eyes at me." Zonnique smacked her lips together, causing me to laugh a bit. "No. She wasn't rolling her eyes at you..... she was rolling them at me." I shoved my hands into my pockets. "Why?" She knotted her eyebrows. "We aren't cool anymore?" "Whatchu mean?" I didn't say anything. I didn't want to get into details, because I'll just start to cry again. "Go talk to her." She pushed me a little. "What? No." I quickly shook my head. "You could at least try to fix whatever went wrong Bahj. I know you two. You're best friends. A of us are. Y'all won't let it go until one of you apologizes." She explained. And she was right. I let out a deep sigh and ran my fingers through my hair. "Fine."

I grabbed the girls' bathroom door my the handle, and pulled it open. Bre was fixing her hair. She ignored my presence and continued to do what she was doing. "Bre.." I let out a deep sigh. "I'm really sorry. You were right about Kaleb." I teared up. "I guess I was too in love to realize how he really was. He treated me like I was his everything, and I thought it was real. But the feelings he had for me was mutual. Probably never even there." I admitted. She looked at me and closed her compact mirror. "I accept your apology. But that doesn't change anything between us. I know you, Bahja. You're one to give people second chances. Which means you're gonna go back to Kaleb and believe his sloppy ass apologies." She crossed her arms. Damnit. Why is she always right? "And you're gonna have to come up with a better apology for things to change between us. But for now, I'm angry at you." She walked pass me and out of the bathroom. My mouth nearly hit the floor, and my eyes began to well up.





"Kaleb, baby. I brought you some food!" I stepped into the house. Silence. "Babe?" I looked around and I didn't hear anything. I went upstairs and The sound of moaning began to fill my ears. I rolled my eyes and opened the door to the master bedroom. Kaleb in the bed with another woman. I'm not surprised. This has been going on for a week now. If I could, I would've been moved out. But I have no one to go to. Zonnique found out about Kaleb putting his hands on me, so now she's pissed off at me too. "Kaleb, I brought you food." I gritted my teeth together. "Damn girl! I heard you!" He sucked his teeth. "I'll see you later Aubrey." He winked at the girl in a purple lingerie. She got up and walked out. "How many days a week are you gonna keep bringing these ugly ass bitches up in here, fucking them, knowing I'm gonna find out." I asked him, pulling out the Chinese food . "As many times as I want." He snatched the food from me. "Hand me the duck sauce." He ordered. I did as told. If I've learned anything over the last two weeks, it's that you don't talk back to Kaleb, you do what he asks, and you don't put your hands on him. I do wish I could leave, but as I said before, there's nowhere for me to go. I bit into my egg roll, and chewed slowly. I was thinking. My life is ruined.






"Kaleb, we need groceries." I ran my fingers through my hair as I looked in the fridge. "Then go get some." He shrugged focusing on Grand Theft Auto 5 on the TV. "I need my keys." I placed my hand on my hip. Kaleb took my keys. He doesn't really like me going out anymore. He thinks I'll go to the police and report him for abusing me. But I would never. He apologizes, and I forgive him. Because I love him. And when you love someone, you're willing to do anything for them. "Your keys are on the nightstand in out room." He finally said. I nodded and went upstairs. I pulled on my UGGS and my heavy black coat. I zipped it up and pulled the furry hood over my head. I snatched my keys off the nightstand and headed to the grocery store.

I pulled up to Farm Fresh and got out the car. As soon as I stepped out, the cold rain his me forcefully. I rushed inside, pulling off my hood. I grabbed a shopping cart and began looking around for food. I got several things, things that weren't necessarily important, but I got them anyway. I got into the line behind a few other people, and began digging through my purse. I pulled out Kaleb's card and I remembered there wasn't that much money on there. "Shit.." I mumbled. I heard someone behind me snicker and I quickly turned around. A tall handsome guy, looking around my age was standing there with a cart full of groceries. His hair was shaped up to a curly top. He had a slight mustache growing in, and it looked gorgeous on him. His lips were full and plump; and immediate turn on. I licked my lips discreetly and looked him up and down.

"What's so funny?" I crossed my arms. "Don't have enough money, huh?" He chuckled. "I have just enough.." I nervously played with the card. He laughed again. "I'm Chresanto." He held out his hand for me to shake. I looked down at his hand, then took it. "I'm Bahja." I smiled as he moved our hands up and down. He moved his hand further up my arm and rubbed it. When I realized he was flirting with me, I quickly pulled my arm away. "Sorry." He rubbed the back of his neck. "Here's my number." He handed me a folded piece of paper. "But I don't w-" "I'll see you later." He smiled and walked away. I watched him walk away, and bit down on my bottom lip. "Next!" The cashier shouted at me. I thought about the guy I just met. For some strange reason, I felt like he was the one. Like he'd be the one to protect me, and take me away from the madness I'm in.