Problems With Love

Chapter 31

Kristen's POV

I'm sitting and talking with Brandon, Andrew, Corey, Chelsea, and Ellie. Out of the corner of my eye I see Jared stumbling around. I can tell he's shit faced drunk. This can't be good.

He stumbles over by us. "Hey Kristen!" he slurs getting into my personal space. I tense up. "H-Hi Jared," I stutter. "Baby lets go dance!" he says. "Um no that's ok. I don't really want to dance," I tell him scooting closer to Brandon. He puts his arm around me. "Come on baby! Lets go make out!! I know you want to!" he slurs grabbing my arm. "Jared no! Just leave me alone please!" I yell. "Fine!" he stumbles away!

I let out a sigh if relief. "You ok?" Brandon asks hugging me. "Yeah. I'm fine. It just scares me when he gets drunk," I say. "Why?" he asks. "That's when he would abuse me the worst," I say quietly. ""Brandon kisses my head. "It'll be ok. I'm here for you," he says. I smile. "Thanks."

Chelsea, Ellie, and I get up to go to the bathroom and I accidentally bump into Jared on the way back. He must've had at least 3 more drinks. "Hey babe!" he slurs stumbling up to me. I start to back up slowly. "Jared...please just...leave me alone," I manage to say. "Why babe? I love you," he says pushing me up against a wall. He smells strongly of alcohol. He starts to kiss me. I try to pull away but he inches closer pushing me closer to the wall. He pulls away to take another shot. Then he starts to kiss me again. His hands find the bottom of my jersey and he tries taking it off. "JARED STOP!" I scream. "NO!" he slaps me across the face. Tears threaten so fall out of my eyes. Then out of no where some one jumps and tackles Jared away from me. It was Bollig. Brandon and Kris immediately rushed to my side. I slide to the floor and bury my face in my hands and start to cry. Brandon crouches down next to me. Are you ok Kristen?" he asks gently. "No," I manage in between sobs. "Come here sis." Kris hugs me. "I wanna go home," I say. "Ok lets go," he says gently helping me up.

We walk out to the car and get in. We start driving home. It's silent for a while. "So um...what exactly happened?" Kris finally asks. "I don't even know. I was walking back to where I was from the bathroom and accidentally bumped into him and then then it all kinda unfolded from there," I explain as we pull into the garage. "Well im sorry it happened," he says. "It's ok. If you wanna go back to the party you can," I say. "Nah. I think I'm gonna go to bed, he says. "Good night," I say. "Good night."