In A Heartbeat (completed)

Chapter 20: Uh oh...

Me and Jonathan were waiting for his parents to arrive. I was shivering due to my thin jacket. I didn't have anything else at the time.
Jonathan noticed this and handed me his scarf he was wearing. "T-thanks..." I say stuffing myself face into the warm scarf. "No problem..." He said. I noticed that while sitting on the bench outside, he tried to do that yawn thing while raising his arms and wrapping one around me It worked and he was holding me close to his chest.
He was warm. I felt my eyelids getting heavier and by the minute. The sound of the rain and this warmth was relaxing, but before anything else could happen I heard a high pitched voice call out Jonathan's name. This sudden loud noise had snapped me awake.
I didn't see this coming but Tiffany had grabbed me by the hair tossing me onto the floor off the bench. Jonathan was going to help me up but Tiffany forcefully sat Jonathan down and began to talk to him.
I pushed myself off the ground, but I didn't sit up. Tiffany had thrown me a bit far, but far enough for me to end up on the part of the side walk that didn't have a roof above. The rain was pouring on me but I suddenly remembered something.

I remember.......it was cold, very cold. My father approached me he pulled me by the hair my mother begging for him to stop. He threw me into the wall, my vision blurry. I soon blacked out to the sound of my mother crying and yelling along with my dad. Before I had fully blacked out I guess my father came and began to kick my almost unconscious body.

"Sherwin?" I heard Jonathan. "Leave that homo, focus on me~" Said Tiffany. I didn't care anymore, I didn't know but I had been crying for a while. I was soaking wet, and cold.
"Goodbye..." I say getting up, my head low. I walked away but when out of their sight, I ran. I ran till the cold stung my chest, till my vision was too blurry for me to continue on. I then hid in a empty ally.
"SHERWIN! PLEASE...SHERWIN!" I heard a voice yell. "Sherwin..." Soon I heard sobs. Many sobs. I wanted to move but I was too scared. I wanted to call back to whoever that was, but I stayed silent. This fear had finally taken over.
"Sherwin is that you?" It was Jonathan. I was curled up in a ball with my head tucked in my legs. I finally gathered up the courage took somewhat look up. Or I lift head up to the point my eyes were visible.
He hugged me. It felt so warm. The rain still pouring on us. "W-why'd you leave, you had me worried..." Said Jonathan now holding me in his arms. "..." Was my response.
For the rest of this time, Jonathan cradled me in his arms humming a tune as I calmed down. "...s...orry." I said. My voice was so quiet you couldn't even hear me. "Hm?" said Jonathan looking at me in the eyes. "...sorry..." I say once again. "Don't be, it was Tiffany's fault. Now come on. Everyone is looking for you. You were gone for almost two hours." Jonathan gently carried me in a bridal style and placed me onto the floor.
He walked me back his house, and on the walk he held my hands for reassurance. On the walk he continued his humming. " I found out what Tiffany did...Sherwin if only you had told me I would hav-" "It's fine..." I say. "Really, it's fine."
We arrived to his home. My mother was there. Cbay and Buttercup and Crystal was also there. Jonathan's mother and sister were there too. "Found him." Said Jonathan with a smile as we entered the house. My mother came running to me, "Sherwin oh god your okay!.
I explained everything to everyone even the cuts. Everyone was disgusted by Tiffany's actions but I said I didn't want the cops to get involved. I know she did all those mean things but she deserved a second chance.
We soon left my mom asked me one simple question. "Did you remember...'him'..." "Yea...When she pulled my hair and threw me, I-I.....H-he...H-hurt." I began to break out once again.
When we arrived home Buttercup wouldn't leave my side, she was finally scared. She was scared that I would run or hurt myself. I don't mind really but I wished she wouldn't care so much about me, I wish she cared in the slightest bit about herself.
When it was time to sleep she finally left me and the rest of the night was quiet. I feel asleep as soon as my head hit the soft pillow.