A hero can be many different things. But unlike most stories, the hero in this one doesn't wear a cape or have any superhuman abilities.... accept being able to heal a girl's heart 💟
After school, I spot my abusive ex, Luke, in the parking lot seeming to be waiting for me.
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I try my best to go through different nooks between cars to avoid him, but somehow he ends up in front of me. "Luke... please.... just leave me alone. Please", I plead trying not to have any trouble. "Come on, baby. Don't be like that", he says grabbing my wrist firm with a devilish smirk. Somehow I got a grip and was able to yank my arm away and say, "Leave me alone!". He stood with this creepy, narrow eyebrow expression on his face, and even I was shocked at what I said and just stood there like him. Then, out if the blue, he grabbed me by one arm and smacked me with his free hand."Don't you ever talk to me like that again", he whispered through his teeth trying not to make much of a scene as I whimpered quietly. Suddenly, I felt hands around my waist from the back and me being carried away and thrown into the back of a car. I didn't fight whoever it was because they were saving me from Luke. "HEY GET BACK HERE, NOW!!!!", I heard Luke screaming as we sped off. After about 30 seconds of speeding away from school grounds, we slowed down at a normal speed limit. I sat up real slow just in case it was some rapist or something. "It's okay. It's only me, Jazz.", said a familiar voice. IT WAS KEITH, the guy I met this morning. As soon as I recognized who it was, I jumped into the passenger's seat and hugged Keith so tight he had to now put both hands on the wheel. "Thank you so much, Keith", I managed to say, still crying all ugly. "Sshhh. Don't say nothing. Just relax.",he said lightly stroking my thigh, and I did as he told. "Wait, where are you taking me?", I said getting back up. "Where you think I'm taking you, I'm taking you to the hospital.", he said in a "Duh" tone. "Oh well, thanks", I said now relaxed once again. Before I knew it, I was sleep in the passengers seat of Keith's car.
Keith P.O.V.
I know from my nervousness this morning, yall would never think I could do something like that, but I had to redeem myself to show I'm bold, cool and not like other guys. Because, believe it or not, Jazmine was gonna be mine.
Jazmine fell asleep in the car and since I noticed that she didn't really need to go to the hospital since she only got smacked and now her face was no longer red, I decided to take her home. I stopped at a McDonald's real quick though 'cause a nigga was hungry. When we got in the drive thru, four cars in front of us, I figured I got time to wake her up.
"Jazmine... Jazzy... Jazmine", I kept calling her name shaking her thigh. "Hmmh?", she said in a groggy voice, sitting up slowly. "What you want?", I said to her as she realized where we were. She shrugged her shoulders. "Whatever", I said driving farther towards the speaker.
After we got our food, she told me her address and I took her home.
"Thanks again, Keith... for everything. ", she told me with those big, brown eyes staring into mine." No big deal. You know I'm hero like that", I said popping my collar, trying to make her laugh. And from that one time, I found that she has the most beautiful laugh I've ever heard.
She laughed and rolled her eyes then said, "Whatever, call it what you want....
