Why So Cruel

Chapter fourteen

Me and Kevin are on the way to a store to get Blake his birthday present for tomorrow. The radio is on and we are in a peaceful silence.

What should I get him? What can you get a man that has everything? I think... well I don't know what to think.

We walk into the store and walk around a little trying to see what seems to be like a worthy gift.

"I'm about to go look at that aisle." Kevin says pointing. I nod and continue to look at gift bags. I know, I just thought if I start here I'll think of something. Just get him his favorite snacks and new phone case. The one he has looks like it's been through a lot. That's a great idea.

I grab a medium sized black gift bag and some blue tissue paper, since it's his favorite color. I go to the snack aisle and and get a bag of flaming hot Doritos, a pack of Twixt, two packs of the original skittles, and chocolate chip cookies. I then found him a navy blue phone case. Hopefully this will do. He'll like it, we are talking about Blake here. He likes the small things. Yeah, your right. Plus I can't afford to buy anything big anyway. Yes girl, stay in your budget range.

I go check the stuff out and wait for him at the entrance. I made sure to text him were I was so he'll not have a heart attack. Yeah, can't startle the old man.

My phone vibrates and I look at the message. My heart drops.

Jimmy: It's been two weeks. Bring your self home or I'll call the social worker to go find you.

Crap, dang it, I new my bless time was going to come to an end. My wounds are basically held, but I know his going to hurt me.

Kevin finally comes and we get into the car.

"Kevin," I say.

"Hmm," he says as he starts the car. I look at my hands as I play with my fingers.

"I have to go back." I mumble quietly. He still hears and turns to me.

"What, no, you don't have to do a dam then."

"Yes I do. I have no choice. His going to get Karen involved and that's going to make things worst. We knew I was going to have to go back eventually." He pulls me onto his lap and hugs me to his chest.

"I don't want you to get hurt. There has to be something we can do. I can't let you go back." I start to cry a little.

"I have no choice. Just take me back there, I'll be fine. I'll always be fine."

"But what if he..." I sigh.

"I'll be fine. Don't worry."

"Don't tell me to not worry when there's plenty to worry about. I can go about my day knowing your there. That you're getting hurt."

"He may not hurt me."

"We both know that's a lie. You've been gone for two weeks, he's probably angry. Which is why you shouldn't go." I lift my head off his chest to look at him. I shake my head.

"No, no, there's no debate, I have to. What part of no choice don't you understand?" I say Raising my voice some.

"Don't raise your voice with me. I understand completely, but there has to be a way to get you out of this predicament." I set my jaw.

"I can raise my voice to who ever I want." He rolls his eyes.

"That's besides the point women. Focus on the task at hand."

"Now your saying I can't focus. You piece of-" he cuts me off by kissing me. I kiss back.

It seems like all the worries washed a way and all I could focus on was him. I wrap my non broken arm around his neck, and he wraps his arms around my waist. For what seems like seconds, but was minutes we finally pull apart for his phone is ringing.

"Hello...... yeah we're coming just at the store...... maybe... no...no... I said no David... cause we're not in the store anymore I'll see you in a sec." he hung up the phone.

We just sit staring at each other, not knowing what to say. He brakes the ice by softly kisses my lip.

"Go back to your seat so I can start driving beautiful."

"Ok," I crawl back to my seat and buckle up.

"You gotta stop taking defense to everything." He says as he pulls out the parking lot.

"I do not." I grumble.

"You do too. Stop working yourself up. All that does is land you in trouble."

"Whatever boss man." He glances at me.

"I'm serious girl, you need to control that temper." I sigh.

"Ok, fine, I'll try."

"Good. Now this Jimmy situation..." I sigh again.

"I have to go back. Once I turn eighteen I can leave."

"When well that be?"

"A few months." He nods.

"Look, I'll take you back but if he just even looks at you wrong call me, alright?" I nod, " I would like a verbal agreement." He raises one eyebrow. I chuckle.

"Yes boss man."

"Good, when do you have to be back?"

"Now."

"Do you want to go back now?" I sigh again for the third time.

"Might as well."

"Are you sure?"

"Yes."

We drive to my house singing along to some song on the radio. The closer we get, the more nervous I am. What is Jimmy going to do to me? Beat the soul out of you. Shut up, you're no help.

We pull up in front of my house. I give Kevin a nice long kiss and get out the car saying goodbye. He kept asking me if I'm sure about this and I kept having to reassure him I'll be fine. I left Blake's present in his car. My book bag is at his house, so I'll get it tomorrow. I open the front door and walk in.