Un-Expected

Epiloge

Present day:
I got out of my car slowly, taking a big sip of a bottle of vodka I'd just bought. Okay, maybe it wasn't the best idea to get drunk to help my drunk boyfriend. Hopefully, the guys were home.
I saw Jorel walking here so I floored it, making it here before him. I opened the door to the bus, peeking my head in.
"Helloooo?!" I called, realizing that the bus was in fact empty. I shrugged, sitting on a couch with my phone. I'd been ignoring all the texts from my friends only to click Dylan's message.
His was the most important to me right now. He was the only one out of the guys to text me.
Well, I mean, Danny texted me sometimes but it was only for advice and funny stuff he finds on the Internet.
/Dill/: Did you ever find out what happened wit j?
/Aut/: Yeah... He's almost to the bus where I am.
/Dil/: Kk we're comin back anyway see ya then
I smiled at my phone before he texted me Again.
/Dil/: love ya❤️❤️😘😘
The door to the bus opened with a clank, Jorel tumbling in. He had a smile until he saw me with my phone. His smile disappeared, a scowl replacing it.
"Who are you texting?" He sneered, a new found hatred in his voice.
"Dylan. He was ask-"
"So you're cheating on me with Dylan?!" He swayed a little on his feet, taking another few sips of beer. He stepped towards me, a sceptual and hurt look in his face.
"No! I would ne-" Jorel cut me off by stepping towards me. He grabbed my collar, yanking me from my seat on the couch.
I don't think he meant to but my collar slipped out of his hand, my butt landing on the hard ground. I tried crawling away from him, in fear of what he could do to me.
In a flash, my face burned. Did he just slap me?!
"You worthless bitch!"
I rubbed the red area on my cheek with my hand.
"What the fuck Jorel?!"
"Look who's talking." He bent down steadily, picking up my phone. He turned it to me.
"'Love ya' heart kissy face."  His face got red in anger as he chucked my phone at a window, it flying through it. Great. Now there's a window broken. And I need a new phone.
I was about to speak again but my words were cut off my Jorel grabbing me by the neck. He slowly pulled me up, me clawing at his hands.
Right then and and there I knew that he was gonna kill me. He was gonna choke me to death.
I thrashed my legs, kicking the wall and clawing at his hands. I couldn't breathe.
"J! Can't........brea-"
"Good." He hissed, tightening his grip on my neck. He held me there for forever, making me feel like I really was gonna die. I was starting to feel my eyes want to roll into the back of my head, black dots spotted my field of vision. He slammed me against the wall harder causing me to cry out in pain. He suddenly dropped me, air finally forcing its way into my lungs fast.I dropped to the floor, tears free falling no madder how much I didn't want them to.
I coughed and sputtered, rubbing my hands over the spot where he'd choked me. Finally, my eyes wandered up to him, tears laced in them.
He turned away from me, slamming his free hand into the wall next to my head. After a few horrifying seconds he stared me down, a murderous look in his eyes.
"Your lucky that wasn't you're face, cunt."
He turned quickly, running his hands through his hair. I was about to crawl away when the door to the bus opened, causing Jorel to look at me.
"You fucking called your man slut?!" He grabbed me by my wrists, starting to pull me up the wall again.  A dropping noise happened, a squeak of a voice following.
"J-Jorel?"
I looked over, seeing Danny by the door. Jorel dropped me one last time looking at Danny with a smile.
"Lion!"
One thing I didn't see on Danny's face was happiness. If anything, he looked as scared as me. Scared enough to fight someone.
A few more step sounds went off before Dylan himself showed up in the doorway. He looked happy to see Jorel back and safe until his eyes landed on me. I was crumbled into a ball, a shaking mess of tears and fear.
He dropped the Krispy Kreme doughnuts onto the floor. "What the fuck, Jorel?!"
Dylan charged forward, Jorels smile disappearing again like earlier. Jorel tried to swing at Dylan but Dylan wasn't drunk making him faster. Dylan made it his job to get him away from me.
Danny rushed over to me, looking at my neck and my wrists. He kept looking back at Jorel where he was yelling out things that weren't true.
"YOU FUCKING PRICK! WHY ARE YOU SLEEPING WITH MY FUCKING GIRLFRIEND?!"
Danny suddenly looked back at me, helping me stand up. "let's get you outta here,Aut. You shouldn't have to see this."
I wanted to ask "have to see what?" But I could barely stand and my throat was burning, still stinging from when jorel strangled me.
He pull me to my car, putting me in the passenger seat. Danny slammed his foot down on the gas pedal and peeled away, his hand in mine.
"I'm so sorry."
He kept apologizing and looking around frantically, like he was panicking. I would be panicking too if I was t so tired suddenly. I closed my eyes, resting my head against the cold window.
His words didn't leave my mind. They never would. The scenario wouldn't leave me alone.

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A/N; Weeeeellll, welcome to the end. i know this sucks but imma have to leave this like this. 

love,Ash;3

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