Diaries of a Badass (A Princeton Mindless Behavior Love Story) [FINISHED]

Chapter 8

                                                          Princeton's POV

I just got off the phone with Janelle. The whole time we talked I was just smiling from ear to eat. The way that girl make me feel is just indescribable. Yea, it may sound a little cliche, but it's the truth. I layed back on my bed reminiscing about out whole phone conversation. I just can't wait to see her tomorrow at school.

The N E X T day

I walked to school  excited to see Janelle again. She always brightens my day every time I see her, When I went inside the school building, I went straight to her locker waiting for her. About 10 minutes passed and I could finally see my future girlfriend walking to the hall.She smiled at me when she saw me.

"Hey Jacob!" Janelle said.

"Hey, so after school we could go to the store and get some mechanical parts if you want to go. Or can I just go by myself." I told her.

"Ummm, I can come with you. Besides I have nothing to do anyway."

I looked at her and notice something different. There was a huge scar on the side of her neck.

"Janelle, what's that scar on the side of your neck from?

She gasped as she put her hand over it. "Oh I fell down the stairs and the wooden stairs scratched me."

I knew she was lying. "Whatever you say Janelle. But when you want to tell the truth on what really happened, let me know.

Janelle didn't say anything back. Instead she made a beeline to the bathroom and told me she'll see me at lunch.

                                                       Janelle's POV

SHIT. SHIT. SHIT. I thought I covered it up in this morning! That was so lame, I couldn't come up with a better lie than falling down the stairs. And he knew I was lying. I should tell him the truth, but I'm scared of what he would think of me after. Would he think of me any less, will he abandoned me. But he promised he would be there for me, so why am I so scared to tell him. GOD I need my diary soo bad.

Quickly I went through my backpack to get my make-up kit. I got out my foundation, concealer, and my make-up brushes. I began to pack on the makeup and blended them really well so no one can see the scar. Soon enough I was done and put the stuff back in the bag. I walked to class hoping that Jacob won't confront me about it. But somethings telling me I should tell him...but I don't know how.

                                                    Princeton's POV

I wonder what happened? Why didn't she tell me the truth? She should know she shouldn't have to lie to me, I would understand. If she ever needed me I would be there, is she ever wanted something I would give it to her. Slowly, as I get to know her, I notice she's afraid. She's afraid of getting hurt, she's afraid of telling the truth, she's afraid of falling in love. I don't know how I'm gonna to do it, but I'm going to do everything in my power to help her with her fear. That's how much I LOVE her. But I can't tell her that yet...she's not ready for it. So I'm not gonna pressure her.

                                                           .   .   .

I saw Janelle sitting at her normal table with her head down. She was looking a little depressed and it was my job to cheer her up. So I went through the lunch line to get my food and headed over there and I sat across from her.

"He Janelle," I said.

She just waved with her head still down.

"Look Janelle, if it's about this morning I already forgot about it. I'm not gonna pressure you into telling me whatever the situation was. Besides, you hate when I'm all in your business, so of course I wouldm't ask you if you weren't ready. If you want to talk that's fine, if you don't then that's fine too. Just don't shut me out," I explained.

Janelle looked up at me with a smile on herface.

I'm sorry.  I should have lie to you about what happened. After school when I come by your place, I'll tell you. I don't wanna tell you here 'cuz you might freak. And thanks Jacob, I know I can always count on you to be there for me. I never had that since my mom died." She spoke quietly.

I got up and came around her side to give her a hug. She embraced me and we stayed like that until lunch was over. We got up and before she left she said to me.

"Thanks I needed that."

I couldn't help but smile 'cuz I always find a way to give her what she needed. That's what a good friend and also future boyfriend would do for her.

After S C H O O L

Janelle finally came out the building with a happy expression on her face that I love to see. She quickly came to my side and we began to walk.

"So, we;re gonna go to the mechanical store to buy some parts then we're gonna go to my place and do the project and you can tell  me whatever you need to get off your chest." I informed.

"Sounds like a good plan to me!" Janelle responded.

We arrived at Dave's Mechanics. I walked in and looked for some parts that we needed. Janelle had no clue what she was supposed to look for so I just told her to sit down in the seats that were by the aisle. I didn't want my baby to be doing to much so I'll just do most of the work. When I was done getting what we needed I went to the cash register to pay for everything. He gave me the bags and Janelle and I were out the door.

"Princeton let me carry something. I feel bad having you carrying all of that." Janelle said.

I smiled. "I got it, you don't need to do anything until we get to my house okay?"

She looked a little worried when she nodded her head.

'Awww, my baby cared for me' I thought to myself.

Janelle and I finally made it to my house. We got inside and emptied all the robotic parts on the table. I went into my closet and got my tool box and returned back into the kitchen.

"Sooo, did you wanna talk first or start on the project?" I asked.

"Well let's do both at the same time." Janelle suggested.

Janelle really didn't need to do anything. She honestly didn't know how to work anything, yet alone where the parts should go. So instead I did the work and listening and she talked, which I don't mind.

"Well...how should I put this? I haven't told anybody anything so you have to promise not to tell." Janelle told me.

"I promise not to say anything." I reassured her.

"Okay. Since my mom died, my step dad has been...beating me." She said softly.

I immediately dropped the wrench on the floor. My nose flared up, my lips twisted in anger. My whole body was filled with anger towards her step dad.

"Jacob, Jacob! Please calm down."

"That;s why you had that scar this morning?" I asked slowly with venom in my voice.

She bit her lip shaking her head in confirmation.

I couldn't stand it! I got up and punched the wall, leaving a whole in it. Janelle gasped and ran up to me holding my waist.

"Jacob don't get mad!" she said in a exasperated tone.

"That's it! You need to get out of there. Go home and get your stuff! Your staying with me!"

"But-"

"YOUR STAYING WITH ME! I DON'T WANT YOU GETTING HURT ANYMORE!"

"Come with me to my house and I'll drop some bags down the window so we can carry them. But we have to do it at night."

I finally calmed down and I embraced her with a hug. She silently started to cry in my arms. I kissed her on top of her head and kept whispering to her everything was gonna be alright. I was gonna protect her no matter what happens.

Peace and Mindless love! -Jazzii ♥