Bad Boy's Love

Chapter 21

Jayden takes the driver's seat and I sit in the passenger's seat, not talking to him the whole two-hour drive back home. I let Millie take control of the Bluetooth and she plays her own music, singing along with her boyfriend. Millie and Mark are so perfect together. They laugh together, make each other happy. Everything I've ever wanted is all in her relationship. But I know Jayden would never be that way with me. I just feel he would rather party and live his life, not be with a girl like me. Soon enough, we make it to my house, and I notice my dad's car still isn't in the driveway, hinting to me that he won't be home tonight after all.

"Jay, how are you gonna get home?" I ask Jayden, the first words I have spoken to him since we were in the room at the beach house.

"I'll just call an Uber," Jayden replies, jumping out of the car to go get the bags. I get out of the car and grab my bag and make my way to the front door. I unlock the door and step inside the empty, cold and quiet house. I make my way up to my room, so I can sort out my clothes from the weekend, which all reek of alcohol and some of Jayden's cologne. As soon as I walk into the room, it feels odd. The room is freezing cold, as I instantly notice the window is open. But I made sure that was closed before I left. I look around the room and the door slams shut behind me.

"Hey, Morgan. Long-time no see." A disgustingly familiar voice sneers from behind me. I turn around, and I'm presented with Zane. Before I can call out for help, he jumps onto me, covering my mouth and holding me down with all of his force.

"You're going to pay for what you did, you little slut." Zane hisses into my ear, as I try my hardest to scream. But my screaming is muffled by his palm. I try to use all of my strength to push him off of me, but he overpowers me. I squirm and squirm, but he grabs my shirt and attempts to pull it up.

"Stop fucking moving!" Zane shouts, and instantly he realises that it was loud enough for anyone downstairs to hear. Zane continues to hold one hand over my mouth, and the other over my chest, along with his body holding down my legs, stopping me from completely moving.

Zane's hand moves towards my throat and I feel him clench his hand around it. I instantly begin choking, and my vision goes blurry instantly. But within seconds, Zane is thrown off of me and I hear the sound of Jayden screaming. I roll over to my side and gasp for air, only for my sister to come to my side and help me get up. I struggle for a moment, my vision almost completely black, and my throat almost completely closed up.

Jayden swings his fist into Zane's nose, and all I see is blood dripping down his face and onto his clothes. Zane looks completely helpless, just like how I was only seconds ago.

"They have taken that pig to the station, don't you worry about anything," Jayden informs me as he walks into my bedroom, with a cup of warm tea in his hands. Jayden hands me the tea as I lay in bed, still shocked after what just happened.

"I would've killed him. That piece of shit. I swear..." Jayden mumbles, running his fingers over his right fist, which is slightly bloodied and bruised from him punching Zane.

"Thank you so much." I say to Jayden, "If you didn't come upstairs, who knows what he would've done to me." I feel myself begin to cry as I think about what possibly could've happened. I was so helpless against Zane. I had no chance of protecting myself and getting out of here.

"Morgan, hey. It's okay." Jayden says, and he grabs the tea from my hands, placing it down and embracing me in a tight, warm hug that comforts me greatly. I feel the tears continue to roll down my cheeks and I cry into Jayden's chest.

"I'm always going to be here, protecting you," Jayden whispers into my ear, holding me tighter.