Homewrecker

chapter 12

*Derek's POV*

it's bad enough we had to go to her apartment, but now we have to stop somewhere else? really?

"no Jess were going back, right. now." she scoffed.

"who are you, my brother? come on Derek, lighten up" she said winking at the end. I was honestly surprised, but didn't show it.

"at least tell us where we're going" Ethan said from the backseat. honestly I was curious too.

"just the store, I got stuff to pick up" she said smirking. this can't be good.

*Jess' POV*

I pull up to Walmart. I know, classy right?

"just stay here, I won't be long I promise" I said and Derek was about to protest but I said

"if I'm not back in 15 minutes you can carry me out over your shoulder ok?"  he smirked

"you'd like that wouldn't you?" I rolled my eyes and Aiden said

"I still think one of us should go with you, what do you have to get anyways" I mentally panicked and said

"tampons" all of their faces went blank and aidens flushed red

"ok, we'll wait here then" wow that was easier than I thought. I grabbed my purse with my 'gum container' in it and made my way inside. now it's time for the fun. first food, I went and got Cheetos, ice cream, Doritos, and plenty of energy/sports drinks. next makeup, different shades of lipstick, new eyeliners and eyeshadow. then clothes, high waisted shorts and tights. lastly, the things Dylan would never approve of, alcohol, condoms, hair dye and cigarettes. I checked out, the total coming to $136, basically nothing and wrapped the stuff in my clothes before going outside. I checked my phone. wow that only took 10 minutes? new record. I walked to the jeep and put all the bags into the trunk next to the stuff I picked up from my apartment. I jumped into the front seat, started the car and turned on some gambino. before we knew it, we were already back at Dylan's. I took my new stuff straight into the apartment along with my bag and purse. The second I got inside Dylan, Isaac, and Scott walked over to me.

"where were you?" Isaac asked

"who said you could leave?" Scott asked

"did you go see that boy" Dylan practically growled. I was honestly overwhelmed by all of this, but I tried not to show it. Dylan, Isaac, and Scott took another step forward but I held my ground.

"are you going to answer our questions or what?" Dylan said taking another step towards me leaving Scott and Isaac behind.
"Its none of your fuckin business" I said while taking a couple steps back, but he matched those steps. suddenly I felt my back hit a wall.
"Dylan, you don't want to do this" I said in a low voice. he chuckled.

"oh really? and why is that?" his voice is dripping with sarcasm. I lifted my knee to try to hit him in the stomach, but he backed up and did the last thing I expected. he hit me. my head flew to the side as a stinging sensation came to my right cheek. he pinned me up against the wall again. I spit in his face and whispered harshly in his ear

"you are just like dad. stay the hell away from me" at that moment Derek and Scott were holding him back. he struggled against them and screamed to me

"WHAT DO YOU MEAN? WHAT DID DAD DO? JESSICA PLEASE IM SORRY" I ran to my room and opened a window making it look like I left. I shoved my stuff under the bed and hid behind clothes and stuff in the closet. 5 minutes later I heard someone come into the room."Jessica?! are you in here?!" it sounded like Isaac. he opened the closet doors and I prayed he wouldn't see me. he shuffled things around until he moved a giant coat that I was hiding in and we connected eyes. I gave him a pleading look and whispered

"don't tell him I'm here, get rid of them all for a little please" he looked sympathetic and nodded as he put everything like it was before. from my spot In the closet I could hear him say

"guys the window was open and her stuff was gone, I think she ran away" I heard Dylan start to panic saying that it was all his fault over and over again. I felt kinda bad but I'm honestly scared of him right now. I started to remember the days when I was stuck in the house with my dad. day after day not being able to defend myself.

*flashback*

I sat down for dinner with my dad just like any other night. except i got my report card today. we sat in a comfortable silence, eating our salads when he says to me

"so how are your grades jessy?" I start to internally panic.

"umm well I have A's in math, Spanish, and social studies, and a B in English" skipping science I went back to eating. he looks pretty pleased until he realized I was hiding something.

"what about Science?" I could feel my hands shaking. looking down, I respond

"well I'm not sure what it is, but I can get it up" he looks at me

"if you don't know what it is, how would you know that you can get it up" I was freaking out now

"ummmm"

he slammed his fist down on the table, hard. I jumped, not ready for the sudden burst of anger.

"damn it Jessica whats your grade in science?!" he yelled. I flinched involuntarily. barley above a whisper I said

"I have a C-" he laughs.

"see it wasn't that hard was it Jessy?" I finally started to relax.
"but you know I do have to punish you correct?" I swallowed hard and nodded slowly. he put his fork down

"you can start by cleaning the kitchen" he slid his arm across the table quickly, causing the glass plates to shatter on the hardwood floor. I scrambled to my feet in terror.

"sorry I'm such a clutz, I'll grab the broom" he said turning around and grabbing a bowl that I thought he was going to put in the sink, but at the last second he quickly turned towards me and threw the bowl hard at my face. I barely dodged it and fell to the floor, trying desperately to cover my head so the glass doesn't hit me. I feel a stinging right below my eye and feel up to find a piece of glass sticking out of my face. I pulled it out and slowly got up. blood trickling down my face, I pointed a shaky finger at my lousy excuse of a father.

"you could have blinded me" he rolls his eyes

"don't be such a baby Jess, now clean up this mess" I shook my head and slowly backed out of the kitchen

"WHERE DO YOU THINK YOUR GOING?!" I ran upstairs to my room and hid in my closet behind big coats

"JESS! JESSSS? JESSY?! JESSICA RAE O'BRIEN"

*flashback fading to an end*

"Jess? Jess can you hear me? are you okay?" I finally snapped out of my daydream.

"Isaac?" he engulfed me into a hug and said

"thank god you're okay, Jess I was so worried" his arms made me feel so safe, like Sam. oh god I should call him. I pull away and look into Isaac's eyes. He looks understanding. it's like he knows how I feel.

"do you know what you were yelling?" I shook my head. he went on to tell me I was screaming for Dylan and yelling for my dad to stop

"you know I've gone through exactly what you have Jess, I can help" I gave him a confused look.
"let's get your mind off of it" he smiled. I'd say he looks adorable but I have a- whatever sam is.. we sat criss-cross applesauce facing each other.

"so what do you wanna do?" Isaac asked. I thought for a little but then I felt an evil smirk creep into my face.

"I have the perfect idea"