(Jasper's POV)
I sighed as Aaron and I flopped on the bed in his room. I honestly felt like a dick after not following Vixy, but I didn't want Aaron to worry too much, he had enough worry and so do I. My head still hurts from my mom pushing me into the sidewalk.
Don't worry, I'm fine.
Anyways, back to the story.
Ben wouldn't be coming home this time, leaving a note saying he was sorry for what he did, to Aaron. And, I know he was, he just made a mistake coming home that drunk.
Anyways, Aaron and I adjusted up on his bed so that we both had enough room. He adjusted his pillows so that his head could rest on the headboard while I just leaned up on my arms as we talked.
I let Aaron start since its been like hell and back for both him and Vixy. He started out by explaining his worry about Vixy since she's been doing the following; not eating, not sleeping properly, being unusually quiet, and feeling more exposed to panic attacks.
I told him that just being there to hold and help Vixy would be enough for her and to also remind her of positive things about her.
"Now, just tell me all the positive things about Vixy stand out to you," I said.
I could see a faint blush on Aaron's cheeks as I brought it up. I know I'm kind of a dickhead to him, but that's what I do. Or, it rather is how I act for that's what I do.
Aaron cleared his throat. "Well, she's beautiful, smart, funny, to me, pretty hot," I ended up chuckling. "She's also so kind and caring, she's good-hearted, her singing voice is incredible."
He sighed a bit and I let him be in his thoughts for a bit. I knew for a fact he was pondering a possible future with the vixen he was so very in love with her.
After a bit, he smiled. "Thanks, Jas." he chuckled.
I smiled. "No problem," I said, smiling and a small purr escaping my throat. It was a bit before Aaron asked me, "How have you been holding up Jasper?"
I took a minute to think about it, but as I did, it made me realize how hurt I was feeling and I couldn't hold in any longer. I felt a sob escape my mouth and I covered them, my ears flattened against my skull and my tail bristling. Tears upon tears left my eyes, and I let them flow freely.
I felt Aaron's paw rest on my shoulder sympathetically and let me cry for a bit. I didn't realize how broken and damaged my heart was until now. And holy hell did it hurt.
After a solid three to four minutes of breaking down, I breath in shakily before speaking. "To be honest dude, it hurts like mother fucking hell. I feel like every day I'm constantly suffocating and my heart, shit, Aaron, my, my heart feels like it's been torn into a million pieces. I-I'm scared." I slightly whimpered.
Aaron was silent for a moment before gently side hugging me. It felt good to tell someone. "I, I didn't realize that I'm still in love with her, dude, but I need to move on," I muttered, pulling away.
Aaron gently patted my shoulder. "I'm so sorry, Jasper." he murmured sympathetically.
I shrugged. "Don't be." I joked, cracking a small smile. He let out a soft chuckle before the two of us were now in silence.
I sighed a bit before speaking again. "Aaron, I, uh, I need to tell you something, but you can't tell anyone. Not your dad, not Vixy, anyone! Got it?" I asked my tail tip twitching nervously.
Aaron was silent again before nodding. "Y-yeah. Jasper, is everything okay?" he asked.
He's been worried about me most of the day. I can tell. I sighed before answering. "You know how I've been having scratches and bruises and feeling a good bit light-headed for the last two months?" I asked.
I mean, it was pretty obvious since it always happened before and/or after school. Aaron lowered his ears slightly before nodding.
I sighed, here goes nothing. "My, my mom does it to me. Ever since the close of December, after your incident, she started drinking and hitting, clawing, and even biting me. She threw me on the sidewalk, that's why I was light-headed today." I explained.
I could see complete fear, worry, and shock in Aaron's gaze, making me turn my gaze away from him. "Why, WHY DIDN'T YOU TELL ME!" He practically yelled out loud. I flinched at his yell before answering. "I-I didn't want you to worry."
Aaron sighed before sitting closer to me. "Jasper, you've been living in an abusive home for almost two months and didn't tell anyone? You need to report it. I can call Nick and Judy and we can get you somewhere in Zootopia safer than your own home."
I shook my head. "You said you wouldn't tell anyone, so please don't! She'll find out before help comes and practically kill me." I said seriously. "Aaron, no one must know, please."
I could see the hesitation in my friend's green gaze. I know he always thinks about his friends' needs, but he sighed defeatedly.
"If things get out of hand, call me and you can stay here and we'll make sure she doesn't hurt you again. Got it?" he said seriously.
I nodded, knowing that he was right. He weakly smiled and tried calling Vixy for like, the third time in the past three hours.
"She usually picks up when I call. I'm getting worried Jas," he said with worriedness edged in his voice.
I thought for a second. Something that's interesting about me, I can tell where people are or where people are planning to go to. It took me a second to think what Vixy would be doing. My tail twitched in thought process and I flicked my ears.
"The orchard little ways outside of town. It's the main area with poor cell service."
{A/N: DONE!}
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