The Jock and the Cute Nerd

The Fight

Jennys POV:

I wondered when brother would get home. Its been awhile. And hes probably dealing with...him.

"Jenny come here!" I heard my brother call out.

"Sammy!!" I ran to hug him.

"Hey sis. So. Did you get your HW done?" I looked up and nodded my head.

"Good." He yawned. "Well. I gotta go."

I looked up at him sadly. "But he'll hurt you."

He held me in a hug. "Its the only way to keep you all safe." He let go and left through the door.

I looked down sadly. 'but I don't like seeing you get bruised and bloodied.' I cried a little. Mrs. Davidson came up and hugged me, "its gonna be fine hunny. You know he has too. That devil has overtaken that man. And he would kill if he has too."

I looked at the person that I called my mother, and smiled. My sis, Lily, came over and hugged me, and then my father came, Mr. Davidson. We had a group hug and then let go.

Had some TV night and finally went to bed. If only big brother could be here to experience the luxury I was given.

Sam POV:

I never said this but Jack and I were put into a two person project with each other. And he HAS to come to my house. I tried everything but he insisted he go to mine!

Knock knock knock there was a few knocks at the door as I heard Dave shift in his bed and groan. I quietly ran down the stairs and opened the do or telling him shut up.

"What? Why? I jus-" I clamped my hand around his mouth

And said, "shhhh!" I walked him quietly to my bedroom and sat down. Sigh he looked at me.

"Ya good?"

I sat up on the bed and looked at him. "Kinda." I looked away and noticed he was about to say something when, "alright lets get to work."

I got up but before I could.

"SAMMM!!" I flinched and turned around quickly.

"He...He's awake."

Jack turned to me. "Your father? What is he all cranky?"

I looked toward him and gave him a terrified look. He gave a look of concern.

"Hey are you al-?" He couldn't even finish his sentence before my dad came barging in. He was drunk I could tell. And I know he saw Jack. But when hes in a state like this.

He doesn't care. "Sam!"

I flinched and looked down.

"Y-yes sir?" He grabbed my hair and pulled my face up to look at him.

"Look at me faggot!" I yelped in pain.

Jack POV:

I couldnt believe the situation I was seeing in front of me.

"Look at me faggot!" I even flinched at that. Hearing Sam yelp in pain made my chest hurt.

"Sorry sir," I heard Sam say, although it was in low voice.

"And what did I say about crying!? Grow up you fucking peice of trash!" He threw him across the room.

"Agh!" Sam yelled out as he hit his back and the back of his head as he fell to the floor, before I could say anything he threw a beer bottle at Sam, now his head had blood flowing from it.

"STOP IT!" I yelled aloud. I ran to Sam.

"Hey are you good?" Sam looked up slowly but seemed alright.

Not fully but wasn't dead, I looked at him in his eyes, "I won't let him touch you again." I got up only to be faced by his father.

"Who put YOU in charge FAGGOT!?" I stood there. He may look strong but I've been in boxing since I was 10. And I could knock this guy out cold.

"I put myself in charge asshole!" I screamed back. As he threw a punch at me but I dodged it and grabbed his arm throwing him onto the bed. He got up and came at me. I blocked his attack and kicked him in his dick. He fell to the floor and I was walking away when I heard him get up.

I turned around to see him holding a bat that was next to Sams bed. 'Fuck does this guys ever give up?' I grabbed my pocket knife and flicked it open, getting into a fighting stance.

I knew how to fight. I wasn't stupid nor weak. And I WILL protect Sam 'til the end. Even if it means I get hurt.

Welp. Who will win? I could make it either way. I might decide to piss you guys off. Or make you happy. I'm evil. 😈