Random One Shots

He found me

WARNING

I was slapped so hard I hit the floor. I was kicked over and over again. I refused to scream to give him more reasons to hit me. Once he was done I limped to my room and locked my door. I laid down on my bed and dosed off trying to ignore the pain. The next day I showered and covered as many bruises as I could. I got up and hurried to my job at the diner.

"Hey Mel" Scoot calls

"Hey Scotty" I mumble

I get to work and a few hours goes by and the bell dings signaling someone come in. I grabbed my pen and note pad and walked over. I looked up and gasped.

"What can I get ya?" I ask with a small smile

"Coffee" He grumbles

I nod and walk off and get it and as I go towards his table a man grabs me harshly.

"Back off Tank" The man at the table growls

The huge man lets me go and I whimper and scurry over placing his coffee down. I go to leave and he catches my wrist. I turn slowly and look at him.

"Are you alright?" He asks softly

"Fine" I say with a nod

"If anyone touches you again let me know" He tells me

"Thank you" I whisper

"Anytime" He says

"Can I get you anything else?" I ask

"No thanks sweetheart" He says

I nod and walk off. I finished my shift and headed home. Once I walked through the door I was hit and I screamed out not expecting it. I got up and ran out the back door and straight to the hospital.

"Help" I cry out holding my bleeding head and arm

A nurse rushes over and helps me to a room and bed. She calls the cops once I asked and they come in and I tell them what happened. I called Scott to let him know I wouldn't be in the next day. I was laying in bed drugged up pain meds when the man from he diner steps in my room. I stiffen and he chuckles.

"It's ok sweetheart. I'm not here to hurt you. Scott called me. Wanna tell me what happened?" He asks softly

"Why should I? I don't know you" I grumble

"Fair enough. My name is Stefan Currso" He says

My eyes widen and he chuckles again.

"s-sorry" I stutter out

"Don't go being afraid of me now. I like your bluntness and attitude. It's good to have those things." He tells me

"My um stepdad" I mumble

"How long?" He asks

"Three years since my mom left" I say not looking at him

"Why did you stay?" He asks

"I didn't have anywhere to go" I say looking out the window

"Would you leave if you could?" He asks

I nod and peek at him sitting in the chair by my bed and sigh. The door is thrown open and I jump and release a squeal.

"One little one. It's alright. Tank" Stefan growls

"Sorry little bit. Didn't mean to startle you. Um we have a problem" Tank says

"My stepdad" I whisper

Tanks eyes widen and he looks at me in shock.

"How the hell?" He says

"I tried to run before" I whisper