Jack; Pt13

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I spent a few minutes looking for Cristina when I'm distracted by my annoying older sister Molly. "Dammit Molly, what do you need?" I spat. "Why are you so grumpy, Jesus" She

rolled her eyes. "I'm looking for Cristina, have you seen her?" I asked. "If not, get out of my way" I pushed passed her. I heard somebody over talking in the bathroom and it sounded like Cristina. I was about to walk in but I heard

the voice of someone else. I obviously couldn't just walk up into the bathroom. I waited outside and overheard the conversation. "Just leave him, I'm sure he'd be much happier and so would you" The woman spat at Cristina. And

just who does this woman think she is talking to? Right when I was about to walk in there Cristina responded right away. "Jack doesn't want you Bella, SO LEAVE US THE HELL

ALONE" Cristina yelled. "YOU AREN'T RIGHT FOR HIM" Bella yelled back. I stepped in before things got too heated and somebody lost

an eye. "Okay, that's enough" I came in and grabbed Cristina. Cristina was feisty, I knew she would've thrown the first punch if she had to. "You deserve to be in Jail for what you did to Jack" Cristina continued screaming. She was

jumping, trying to get out of my grip. "You sexually assaulted a teenage boy" She snapped and stopped. Bella looked at her and began to

walk over to us. I stopped her and turned Cristina around. "You lay one finger on her, I will make sure you are escorted out in handcuffs" I hear from the other side of the

bathroom. I look up and see my mother, standing there. My mother. I gulped and took a breath. Cristina sniffled and looked at Bella as

she was trembling with fear. My mother raised her left hand and swatted it across Bella's face. Cristina gasped and jumped. "Leave my children alone, and get out of my house" My

mother demanded. Bella didn't respond and looked back at Cristina and I, still being held in my arms like a child. "Cristina baby, would you mind giving Jack and I a moment to talk" My

mom choked out. Cristina nodded her head and left the room. I looked down at my feet like

a kid who knew he was about to be punished. It was so awkward because I, a 25 year old grown, was about to get yelled at by my mother. "Mom" I looked at her. She looked back at

home in a sort of disgust. I swallowed the lump in my throat and stood silently. "When Cristi-" she stopped and held her stomach. "When

Cristina said that she, touched you" my mother looked up at me. "How long ago did this happen? We're you a child?" My mother

sniffled. "No, I was 14" I responded. My mother retorted immediately, "14 IS STILL A DAMN CHILD" She yelled, causing me to jump. "Why didn't you tell me? Or anyone else?" She held her hands out for me. I took

them and apologized. "Mom I'm sorry, I just was terrified and I didn't know you would react" I trembled. She looked down at her feet and continued to sniffle. This is exactly why I didn't tell her. I went back to find Cristina and leave. I didn't want to be here any longer. I

needed a drink, I know it isn't going to solve anything and I'd still wake up and still have to deal with this. Oh shit, I have that trip with Cristina in the morning. I'm still drinking. If I

don't drink, I'll end up being in a bad mood and I don't really want to snap at Cristina.

Then that'll be another problem added to my long list of problems. And I don't need that.

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