Chapter 8
*jonahs pov*
I've been texting Steffanie ever since she's gone inside. It's been 15 minutes. No reply at all. Not even read.
I'm just worried I know but it's been awhile. I saw a man drive by. He looked familiar..
Mr.jones?
I quickly drove closer to their house and I saw the front door was still opened halfway.
I got out my car and entered without knocking.
Once I entered I hated what I saw.
A whimpering,shaking, and a hurt Steffanie.Some parts of her clothes were torn but I didn't care. I just paid attention to all the cuts, blood, and bruises.
I quickly cupped her in my arms and comforted her shushing her softly and whispering "it's going to be okay, I got you, he won't hurt you anymore" quietly.
"Jonah.. you have to leave.. now! He's going to be back soon, all he did was leave to get beer around the corner. I don't want you to get hurt. Please I'll be alright" she says with her voice cracking every now and then.
No matter what she says, I won't leave her side
She left me once. I won't let it happen again.
Never again.
I shook my head no and I went upstairs quickly and looked through her drawers.
And no matter how much I didn't want to I grabbed her some undergarments with spandex shorts and a white tank top.
I stuffed them all in a jansport purple backpack I found on the ground.
I looked around looking for stuff she would need in case.
Toothbrush, deodorant, and the rest I'll just buy for her.
A framed photo caught my eye. Her and I when we were 6, then another photo.. her and I hugging at 9. I remember her coming to me because she was crying. She never told me why. And lastly the night before she left and the drama happened when we were ten. Our friend who moved away took this photo and we were holding hands looking over the city. And lastly a framed photo of her mom, dad, and her.
I grabbed all the photos and put them in the bag then headed downstairs.
I swung the backpack over my shoulder and carefully picked her up bridal style.
I put her in the passenger seat buckling her up and I placed my jacket I was wearing over her as she was tiny compared to me.
Once I closed her door I heard a yell "hey what are you doing!" I looked back at her house and there stood mr.jones
"I'm taking Steffanie to a place where she will be happy sir" I stood my ground having a straight face.
"Well I'll be flabbergasted! Jonah Roth frantzich!" He throws his hands in the air.
"Yes sir long time no see" I nod my head in respect.
Even though he doesn't deserve my respect
"Now you have no business coming into my house and taking her afterwards! So ill get her back now and we'd have no problems" he shoves past me and once he reaches for the door handle I lock the doors and push him away from the vehicle
"What the hell" he starts fuming with steam practically coming out of his ears
He starts coming towards me but I stood my ground and had to be mature about this.
He punched me straight in my jaw causing my mouth start to bleed.
"Sir. Get out of my way" he blocks the driver door side
"Unlock the door" mr.jones crosses his arms like a child.
Suddenly Steffanie honks the door making mr.jones jump and he starts yelling at Steffanie but I was luckily thinking and shoved him out the way getting into the car.
I drove away quickly making sure Steffanie is safe and will be okay since she is leaving that liquor smelling house.
"Jonah.. I'll never be able to thank you enough." I saw the smile I haven't seen in so long. The real smile.
I stop at the stop light and kiss the top of her head.
She didn't mind.
*steffanies pov*
I'm safe. And it's all because of Jonah.
I trust him.
But baby steps first of course.
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