Already broken and bruised

The reunion

Back to Maylee's pov.

Chapter 13

I looked at Joey smirking at me and I wanted to go crawl and hit behind Nash but I knew I couldn't I had to stand my ground. For all I knew Joey could have kidnapped and killed my cousin. I felt Nash tense up considering he was pressed up against my back, it wasn't that hard to tell. I turned and looked at him. He looked back for about a second and then led me toward the counter to order our food. He got two cheeses burgers and two fries for us and when we had our food we made our way over to Joey. I had a weird feeling about Joey. The way Nash tensed up when he saw him, how Joey got rid of the body of the man who tries to kill me. Like where do you hide a dead body? You wouldn't know... Unless you have done it before! Joey slide over on the booth and patted it, motioning for me to sit down next to him. I almost threw up in my mouth from thinking about having to sit with this body-hider freak. I stood there for a little bit not knowing what to do. Then he smirked at me and grabbed my arm and pulled me in.

"Let go of my arm," I said though my teeth. He touched a body with those hands. A dead body. Yeah maybe the body of the person who was going to kill me, but still I don't really think it matters! Nash sat across from us as I ripped my arm away.

"Hey long time no see," Joey says as he drapes his arm over my shoulders. I feel like grabbing his arm and throwing it at him, but I also feel like that could get me in lots of trouble.

"Yeah Joey have fun hiding that dead body?" I ask and his smirk falls from his face like a rock place on water.

"Maylee shut up!" He whisper yells. He pulls something out of his pocket and I realize he's pointing a gun at my stomach. He is way different then Nash. How did he get a gun in here anyways?

"Joey put it away! Someone could see!" Nash says as he looks at me. I give him a I- swear- if- he- doesn't-move- his- arm- I- will- move- it- for-him look and Nash gives me the you- better- freakin-not look.

"Don't call me that," I simply say knowing that my comment wouldn't only possibly make me closer to death, but it would also point out that I did not like Joey at all.

"What Maylee? Thats your name you don't like your name or something?" Joey responds and I turn and look at Joey, which I really don't want to do considering his face was inches from mine.

"No I don't have a problem with my name I have a problem with you saying it." Nash chuckles and Joey gives him a glare then turns back to me and gives me a death glare mixed with a smirk.

"Oh Maylee, Maylee, Maylee, get used to me saying your name we are going to be spending a lot of time with each other," Joey says clearly not needing to say my name three times, only doing it to annoy me. I look over at Nash and see he has a sad look on his face. I take Joeys arm and pushed it of my shoulder and stand up.

"I am going to the bathroom." I turn around an make my way back to the bathroom. I'm almost at the corner of which then you turn and the bathrooms back there, when I hear footsteps and spin around. There's Joey what a shock.

"I don't trust you Maylee."

"Well Joseph, if we are going to be spending a lot of time together your going to have to learn. I'm going to go in the bathroom your going to go back and sit down and when I come out you are going to sigh in relief because you don't trust me." I spin back around but not before locking eyes with Nash. He smirks at me and I take it as a good job and turn the corner. I practically leap for the door to the bathroom.

I take my time in the bathroom not wanting to rush right back out there. I so my business and then stand by the door hoping Nash comes and gets me and tells me what to do about Joey. Yea there was know way out of this bathroom I already checked.

"Maylee hurry-" I cut Nash off by swinging the door open and practically jumping at him.

"What am I supposed to do about him?" I ask pointing though the wall to about where Joeys sitting.

"Don't piss him off!" I roll my eyes at Nash's remark and walk past him. When we turn the corner Joeys sitting there watching us. When we make it to the booth Joey slides over again expecting me to sit with him. I snort and slide in across from him where Nash was sitting. Joey glares at me and Nash slides in next to me. Thank God! We eat the rest of our food Nash and Joey talking me just eating my food and staying quiet. When were finished our food we throw it away an walk out the the van. Joey comes up behind me and puts and arm across my shoulders again. Don't piss him off. Don't piss him off. Don't piss him off, I have to keep telling myself.

"Nash you drive this time i'll sit in the back with May," I wanted to protest but as I opened my mouth Nash spoke.

"Joey don't do anything stupid."

"I won't!" Joey responds and then opens the door to the van and pushes me in the back. I sit down against the wall in the back hoping Joey wouldn't follow. But obviously that want going to happen. He comes over and sits almost on top of me he's so close. I let out a loud probably very annoying sigh and start to stand up ready to move when Joey grabs my arm and pulls me down onto his lap. I tried to stand up twist off, anything you could possibly think of but he wouldn't let me go.

"Let. Go of me!" I yelled as I tried to get off of Joeys lap but all he did was chuckle and hold me tighter. I slashed around some more not wanting to give up.

"If you don't stop moving I'm going to make," Joey says in a very quiet yet awful voice. I immediately stop moving and just siting his lap. I can practically feel the smirk on his face boring into my back. He attempts to put an arm around my waist and I attempt to smack his hand, but he grabs it an pulls we back anyway.

"Don't touch me!" I yell as Joey runs his hand up and down my arm. Well really my coat but I don't really think it matters all that much. He's still touching me, I still don't like it.

"Oh Maylee aren't you hit maybe you should take your coat of." Joey starts to pull my coat off and at the point I think I'm about to go postal with this guy! I swing my elbow back and hit him right in the stomach. He groans and hunches over in pain. Nice job elbow! I crawl off his lap and pretty much leap to the other side of the van.

"That was a bad idea!" Joey yell at me as he hops over to where I'm sitting. I scream and try to Slide away. But I only end up backing myself into a corner. "What's wrong May are you scared?" I feel tears run down my face as I think about all the stuff this man could do to me, then I run though the stuff he most likely wouldn't do.

He wouldn't hit me, would he?

Yes he would.

He wouldn't torture me, would he?

Yes he would.

He wouldn't you know touch me, would he? He smirks at me and slides over to me. As he grabs my arm and pulls me out of the safety of my corner I want to scream but it seems my focal cords aren't working real well. He pushes me to the floor of the van. Only to get on top of me.

He's going to touch me!

He places a hand on my stomach...

I hate life.