Always Exemplary | Jortini🖤

My saviour

Heyoo guys,
Just wanna tell you all that Mechi and Ruggero, Diego and Lodovica's has been changed. You'll the name of the songs in this chapter.
Read and Enjoy🌸
Not edited*
So sorry for any spelling mistakes.
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Tini's POV

_LET. HER. GO"

Suddenly, no one was stuck to my body anymore. I felt autonomous. I open my bloodshot eyes, lift my head and see my saviour. JORGE.

I could only see his back. His musceled back. His brown silky hair, as he threw the bastard on the ground, giving him shots every second.
Than I got the dauntlessness to speak.

_"Jorge?" My voice was shaky and I was scared as hell. Tears still covering my face. He turned his body to see me for a second that seemed an hour while I just stood there, cold and frightened. Covering my naked body with my enervated arms, still quavering. I know I looked lamentable. I didn't want him to see me like this. I was abashed. At his first look at me, I could see anger in his eyes, his hand were balled into fists, his jaw clenched. First, I always get lost in his eyes, in which I felt safe and warm but now he was angry and furious. I am a bit shocked but mostly frightened.

_"What the fuck man?! What the fuck is your problem?! I got her first, get one of your own!!" Yelled the drunk teenager, getting up again.

Jorge kept staring at me, me struggling to find the shine in his eyes. Anger was there but something else was there too like desire or...worry.

He still didn't answer the asshole. For a second I thought Jorge cooled down a little bit, I was wrong because the longer he looked at me the angrier he got. Suddenly, he turned his head grabbed the drunk guy from his shirt/collar and hit him hard in the nearest wall. Jorge gave punch on his face as the guy spit blood out of his mouth.

_"Do you know who the fuck I am?!!" Jorge said between his teeth and guy struggling to get out of his strong grip.

_"SPEAK UP!!! DO YOU KNOW WHO THE FUCK I AM?!!!!!" Jorge shouted as I jumped in frustration. I decided to stop Jorge or it will not end good.

_"Jorge, let g-"
_"Martina get in the car!!" He said not even looking at me. In a softest tone he could do at that moment.

_"Please sto-"

_"MARTINA FOR GOD'S SAKE, GET IN THE FUCKING CAR!!!" He shouted, making me jump in frustration, again. Wow. I not reacting over there headed towards Jorge's sports car who hit my Best Friend the other day. I now realise how exciting today was. Why does it always has to happen with me? Ugh!!!

I opened the door, sat down on the leather seat and shut the door close. I could see Jorge from here, pushing the jerk into the wall. I could barely hear them from here. I sticked my head out a little so I could listen more clearly.

_"You can take the bitch, just fuck off dude!" The drunk guy said with a terrified look on his face. Oups, he shouldn't have said that because Jorge got only more angry and hit the guys head in the wall. OMFG!!! He is bleeding. I get scared of blood that's why. Short words: I hate blood.

_"Fuck you man, just answer my bloody question. DO YOU KNOW ME!!" Jorge yelled.

_"WHO THE FUCK DOESN'T, HUH?!"
_"Then you're so dead!!" Jorge shouted before giving him hard punches on the guy's head. He was groaning in pain and blood dripping out of his head.

It's just blood, don't faint, Martina.

_"Just let me go, I won't tell them anything, man, just let GO!!" The guy replied, his voice was shaky.