Counselor

Mr.Brown's Office

※Chapter 2※

Jaelynn P.O.V

I woke up to my stepdad laying with his arms wrapped around my waist. I tried to move but he had a tight grip on me.

"Where you think you going."

"I have to go to school. " I said with no emotion.

He got out of my bed and left my room.

I took a shower and put on some sweats and a hoodie. I don't want to get any attention from that pervert.

I walked down stairs and saw that son of a bitch eating breakfast.

"Where you going looking like that."

"Like what. " I said catching an attitude.

"Aye. Who you think you talkin to."

"I gotta go. "

He grabbed my arm and yanked me back to him.

"You are going to stop talking to me like you run shit." he said while gripping my arm tighter.

"I DON'T HAVE TO LISTEN TO YOU."

He punched me in my face then got on top of me and started punching me in the stomach. He banged my head into the ground repeatedly. After he got tired of beating me he ripped off my clothes and shoved himself inside me.

"Please stop."

"Nah bitch. Now you wanna talk to me like I'm some pussy ass nigga off the streets. Yo ass better think twice before disrespecting me again. "

*3 Hours Later *

I walked, well more like limped to school. I walked in the office to get a pass.

Mr.Brown came out his office and stared at me. I looked at myself and didn't see anything wrong. Why is he staring.

"Jaelynn may I see you in my office. "

I walked into the office and sat in a chair.

"Jaelynn look I know what your going through and I am just trying to help -

"I don't need help. "

"Why won't you talk to me."

"Because. I cant. "

"Is he threatening you."

"Can I go."

"How about we get to know each other. Ok my name is Christopher Maurice Brown but people call me Chris. I have a passion for art and I am a goofy fun and loving person. I can sing and dance really well. I like cartoons and I am a cool, chill person and I act like a kid at times. Now tell me about you."

"I don't need to tell you about me."

"Please. it might help."

"Fine. I am 18 and my mom died when I was 13 so now I live with my stepdad. I am a only child and I would like if you would leave me alone and drop the subject. "

"How did your mom die."

"I don't want to talk about it. "

"My mom died because my stepdad beat her to death. Whats your reason."

"Car accident. " I mumbled

"Right. Now would you like to tell me about your stepdad." he said with those pink full lips.

He was so sexy. Why haven't I noticed this.

"Um.. it's nice that you think that Ms.Simmons but im here to help you."

Did I just say that out loud.