Criminal Love

Chapter 25: Jason's POV

As she finishes her life story, I sit on the couch in shock. I don't even know what to say to her. Her story made my heart sink. No woman should have to go through that. I look at her with concern and ask if she's okay.

"Yeah, I'll be okay in a minute." she says to me with tears streaming down her face.

"I'm always here for you, baby. I'm so sorry that you went through all of that bullshit. You will be safe here with me. I will protect you, no matter the cost." I say to her with confidence.

"Really?" she says to me with hope noted in her voice.

"Of course, babygirl. No one will ever hurt you again. I promise." I tell her with a smile.

She smiles back and hugs me tightly. I hug her back as I think about what I'm gonna do next. I'm really hoping that I can help her and give her a better life. She's also gonna be able to contact her family. I'm also gonna have contact to where if she gets sick, I can let them know how she's doing. I want the best for her and only the best. She really wants to be famous? I'll get her there since I know a couple of huge celebs. She's a huge fan of Gordon Ramsay's chef skills, so I'll introduce her to him. She loves to sing although I've never heard her sing. Yet. But I'll catch her though. I swear I will catch her singing one day. I'm glad I know her all time favorite singer. Ariana Grande!! She's like a sister to me haha. She's as old as me and our birthdays are only two days apart. I'll see if I can get her ass over here to meet her. Maybe she will sing to her and she'll be famous. But that'll be a surprise for later on. Right now, I'm more focused on getting her well and the support she desperately needs. She's super skinny and is very sick right now, so my mission is to get her well. I'm gonna find some good doctors around here who know about her condition very well. I look down at her face and see her looking at me with those beautiful green eyes.

"Baby, there's some other things that I need to tell you about. More of my life story after all that happened." she tells me, looking sadder than ever before.

"What else happened, babygirl?" I ask her calmly.

"Well, after Tim went to prison, me and Mom and Jerry, the guy that she was with at the time, had to move. We couldn't stay where we were. We moved to a trailer park and things got bad again. Jerry was always mean to me and my mom. And one night, things went too far. He asked me if I knew where my medicine was and I told him that I looked and couldn't find it several times before my mama told him to stop. Then he got mad and they started arguing over me. Then Jerry blacked out and hit my mama and I ran to my room screaming and crying. I was with a guy named Stephen Jones at this time as well. After it was over, we had to tell Jerry that he hurt my mama and he punched the entertainment center like a dumbass. Then after a few months or so, we moved in with my memaw and things didn't go very well at all. Stephen was taking away my nutrition and I was getting skinnier each day. One day, I was at Stephen's house, and I had to call the ambulance to take me to the hospital. I wasn't feeling good, and his ass went with me. We went to Santa Rosa Medical Center and I asked to get transferred to Sacred Heart Hospital in Pensacola, where my doctors were. So they did just that. And he still was taking away my nutrition at the hospital. I was so weak and sick that I was nearly on my deathbed because of him doing this. Well we got into a huge fight over it and I kicked him out of the hospital. Then he called and apologized, but then he made a comment that tore my heart open. I told him that I was part African American and he said that he wanted a white woman with a white baby. That's when I broke up with him for everything he did to me. I threw away the roses and everything. It was awful. I was finally able to go home after damn near a month in the hospital. I came home and was relieved when I walked in the doors too. My mom went to get my stuff from his house. Then about a year later, the family is sitting at the table when we were watching football. I asked everyone why they like football. But when I asked Jerry, he snapped at me for no reason. I was like oh no not again and he stormed off into his room. Then mama went in and told him to stop snapping at me and they started yelling at each other and I shouted at him to stop yelling at my mama and he hurt my mama again trying to charge me. That's when mama filed a restraining order against him and we moved. At this time, I was with Brad, one of my exes that I still wish wouldn't have turned to drugs. We were living there for over a year when my mom got with a guy named Harvey, who did cocaine. That's when Brad started doing coke as well. They were abusing the dogs as well. Well, one night, he and I got into an arguement and he blacked out and hit me in my sternum, causing a bruised chest wall and a fractured sternum. I called the police three days after it happened and then mom and I moved to our own place and we have been happy since. Then that's when her and I were happy again and I started school and stuff. I was already packing to go to another college when you kidnapped me that night. But for some reason, when you did, I felt a sense of relief wash over me. I wanted to be out of Florida so badly. And now I'm here with you. You saved me and thank you for letting me call my mom as well. I really appreciate that. She means a lot to me. When I told her what was originally going on, about going to a different college, she said okay and to be careful and stay safe. Then I told her about how you helped me get my stuff up here for my new career path that I'm going to a NYC college for, but I don't even know which one I wanna do yet. She said to tell you thank you for helping me. And that's all of my story to this point." she finally finishes her whole life story in full.

I look her in the eyes in hopes of calming my anger, but I was having no luck. I was furious. I'm definitely calling the gang tomorrow about these four people. I want answers. And I'll get them without anyone noticing because I'm just too good at this shit.

"Are you okay, baby?" she asks me with a worried tone.

"I'm fucking pissed that this happened to you and your mom. That's bullshit. Now I have a question. This Stephen guy? Is he still bothering you?" I ask her, wanting to know everything.

"Yeah, he is actually. Unfortunately. And so is Brad." she tells me with a sad look on her face.

"Okay! Those two I will handle, babygirl. The other two aren't able to talk to you or bother you anymore due to police, so I'll spare their lives for now." I say to her with anger noted in my tone.

"Oh boy. Well if you say so!" she says to me with a small smile hinting at her beautiful lips.

"You ready for bed?" I ask her, yawning loudly.

"Hell yeah I am. I'm tired." she says to me, also yawning loudly.

"Okay let's go get ready for bed then, shall we?" I tell her with a small smile.

"Yes please!!" she says with a big smile on her face, which lit up my heart.

We went upstairs, got a shower, changed into our pajamas, and crawled in bed together. We snuggle next to each other and she instantly fell asleep. I kiss her forehead and then let sleep take over me.