My Unstable Mate

Chapter 6

Jasper POV

When I walked through the doorway to my house, I saw my parents on the couch talking about some issue. They snapped their heads to me and my mom gasped and ran to me. She cupped my face and turned my head to examine each side of my face.

"What happened?!" My mom said rubbing her thumb on my bruised cheek. I winced and she instantly removed her hands. 

"I fell down and hit my face on a desk," I said lying through my teeth.

"Yeah, and I can fly. Tell us what really happened. We know you are bad at lying." My dad said with his arms crossed.

I sighed before speaking, "fine. It was just some jocks at school. I am used to it anyway." I said mumbling the last part. Somehow, my parents heard me.

"Someone dares try to hurt my baby! Wait until I go up to your school and-" 

"Honey, you will not do anything to get us arrested." My father said interrupting mom.

My mom just groaned and crossed her arms and continued mumbling to herself about what she is going to do to the jocks that hurt me. 

"We are going up to the school tomorrow and have a talk with the principal and the bullies." My dad said running his hand through his hair.

"In the meantime, you need to go get cleaned up and come down for dinner. Maybe after you are done I can tend to those wounds on your face and body," Before I opened my mouth my mom stopped me and said, "when you come in the house limping, it tells me something. Now go." She said pointing up the stairs. I nodded and walked up the stairs to shower.

I opened the bathroom door that is next to my room. I closed and locked the door and leaned on the door with a wince in pain. I groaned when I moved to turn the shower on and striped. 

I walked into the tub and let the warm water roll down my face and back, obviously rolling down the cuts and bruises I have. That made me jump back from the water but walked back to the water to get the cuts cleaned, making the water look bloody when going down the drain.

After a painful shower, I wrapped a towel around my hips and walked to my room to get dressed. My mom was in the room waiting for me. I raised my eyebrows and she understood what I was internally saying. 

"I am only here to tend to the wounds." My mom said showing me the kit. I crossed my arms while wincing a little. 

"Fine, I am also here to have a talk with you. Now come here and let me help you." My mom said patting next to her on the bed. 

"Mom, I am naked. At least let me put on some boxers." I said pointing to my closet.

"Boy come here. I gave birth you and seen all of your parts. I even bathe you as a child. Now come here." My mom said crossing her arms.

I mumbled but obeyed. I sat down and she took out the kit and start tending to my wounds. After a long silence, she talked. 

"You know, I was like you when I was younger. I was also picked on." I was about to speak, but she stopped me. "Do not interrupt or I will stop the story." I just nodded and stayed quiet.

"I was picked on just like you. I know it is hard to imagine, but it is true." She sighed and continued. "I was picked on for many things. For being a girl on the guy's baseball team. The school did not like females on sports teams instead of having home ed. Me being the rebel, I tried out for baseball, dressed as a boy. All I needed was a cap to keep my hair up. I got on the team and things went smoothly." 

She swallowed before speaking again, "After the sixth game of my, sorry "our" victory, my cap fell off when I was celebrating. The guy's started talking about me being a girl. They wanted to kick me off the team. So they did. But regret it when they could not win another game. They came to me begging on their knees to take me back. After a while, I agreed. But the other jocks complained about a female being the team and used empty threats to get off the team."

"Your father stood up to them. He was on my baseball team. He protected me when other men would hurt me. The ass-hats would even stoop so low that they would decorate my locker with anything they could find. Nasty shit-holes. Women would nag at me for not being a girly girl. I had to learn to fight back. Want to know what I did?" I nodded. "I beat those assholes up. I got suspended for a week. When I returned those cowards would not even look my way. I would just laugh and continued with my life." 

"Wow. You were cool back then." I said grinning. My mom just rolled her eyes at my comment. 

"I am still cool now. But what I am trying to tell you is not to beat them up, only I can do that." I laughed. "Beat them at something else. You can only beat them up when necessary. Then I can pull some strings to keep you in school. Now lets go. Your father will be wondering where we are at." 

"Um, I need to put on clothes then I will go down," I said pointing to my towel.

"Right. Sorry. Go ahead." Before she left, she said, "I hope you know I love you right?"

"Yes, mom and I love you too," I said smiling at her.

"I love you so much that I will go and beat up anyone that hurts my cub. I can change to momma bear in two seconds flat. Just let me know." I nodded and shooed her out my room so  I can change.

Who knew my mother was in the same situation as me. I need to fight back somehow. I can not let these jocks attack me daily until the day I really end up dead. 

I put the thoughts aside and put on some clothes and open my door to go downstairs for dinner.