The Help~(Completed♡)

Parties and Predicaments

Rowan's P.O.V

"Get in this fucking car immediately.", Damon growled, stopping outside the still roaring party. I stumbled into the back seat as Asher turned around, handing me a bottle of water,

"Here babe."

"T-Thanks Ash.", I slurred.

"How much did you drink?", Damon demanded, "Do I need to drive anyone else?"

"C-Can I call my-my friend?"

"Please." I did so, glad Tyler picked up,

"What?", he slurred, way drunker than me.

"Damon came and got me. Do you want a ride?"

"No. I-I'm gonna fuck some bitch and-and walk."

"What? Who?", I asked, immediately sobering up.

"M-Mila."

"No Tyler. She's not like that."

"She said it's fine."

"Is she even conscious!?"

"Enough." I jumped up and bolted back into the party and upstairs to what I knew was Tyler's normal room to fuck drunk girls. I bolted in as he was fumbling with Mila's jeans as she cried, choking out drunk slurs and begs,

"P-Please stop!", she cried. I threw Tyler off of her and to the ground before gently throwing her over my shoulder and taking her out to the car. Damon turned around as I sat down,

SMACK!

"Don't fucking do that shit! You're in enough fucking trouble as is young man!"

"I'm sorry. I had to help her. Tyler's a dick."

"Where am I taking her?"

"I-I don't know Dame. Can we just go home and I'll try to call her brother? She's really drunk and scared and worked up."

"Yeah."

"Thank you." Asher turned around as we left,

"Is she okay?"

"No. Tyler was-was trying to rape her."

"Row-Rowan?", Mila slurred.

"I'm right here.", I said as she laid her head in my lap.

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I stood across the room full of people, my eyes on Damon as he made small talk with business people. I sighed. Taking off my suit jacket as Damon looked over at me. His eyes moved to my arms as his face fell. I glanced down, realizing my sleeve had slipped up, showing my many fresh cuts. I quickly threw my jacket back on as he moved through the people to me,

"Hey, you alright?"

"Yeah. Yeah I'm good. Why?"

"You look anxious."

"I-I just- um-" I stopped, bolting back to the bathroom to empty my stomach. Damon followed, closing the door and sitting beside me,

"Hey, it's alright. Shh. You're okay.", he said rubbing my back. I stopped getting sick and sat against the wall,

"I-I know you s-saw."

"Saw what? What're you talking about baby?"

"My-My arm. The cuts." His posture fell,

"Rowy, I didn't see anything kid. But you need to show me now." I reluctantly slid off my jacket and held up my arm,

"I cleaned them like you showed me." He nodded, studying the ten or fifteen cuts,

"Why?"

"I was mad at myself."

"For the party?"

"And for defending Tyler for so long when part of me knew what he did to girls. And for disappointing you." He gently held my face in his hands,

"Kid, I am so, so fucking proud of you. The party was a bad choice, agreed. A fucking awful one. But, you called me. You could have been so hurt in so many ways and someone else could have been too. But you did the responsible thing in that situation. And you called your friend to see if he needed a ride and instead, you went back to save a girl you barely know. We would be absolutely destroyed if something like that happened to Harley. Mila's brother was so grateful and that's because of you." He cried when I explained what happened.

"She's my friend. I know she has a lot of really strong morals and I couldn't let him take that from her."

"I know. And she will be forever thankful to you for that." Right then, my phone rang,

'Mila'

"Hey, you alright?", I answered.

"Yeah. I um- I-I just wanted to call and thank you. I don't remember a lot from the other night but Zach has been kinda talking me through everything and-and I'm so glad you were there. I never should have been at that party. It was a bad idea."

"You're welcome. You shouldn't have been there, I shouldn't have either. But I'm glad I was. I paid for it."

"Me too.", she laughed a little, "I'm pretty sure the same way."

"Me too."

"I should go. But, thank you. I'll talk to you tomorrow."

"Of course. Goodnight MiMi."

"Goodnight RoRo." I hung up, staring at my phone for a few seconds. Damon scoffed,

"You're in loveeee.", he teased. I shrugged,

"I'm not sure what being in love is like. But I like her a lot."

"I think she likes you too. Let's get back to the party, yeah?"

"I'm-I'm not in trouble?"

"We'll talk tomorrow. You're not in a lot of trouble."

"Okay bubba." We got up and went back out to our kitchen full of people.

"How you doing?", Damon asked Rosa as she stood to the side.

"Fine. It's just a lot of people."

"If you need a minute, don't feel bad about stepping out. Okay?" She nodded,

"Thanks Dame."

"Sure kid."