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Stay With Me

Zonah Merron - ZachxJonah
Sexual content- read at your own risk

Zach Herron POV

I sighed, walking into detention, taking a seat behind Jonah Marais. I see him here nearly every day.

"Jonah?" I whispered. He turned around and looked at me, "what the hell do you want?!" "Why are you always in here?" "Why do you care?" "I'm only asking..." I quietly said.

The next day, I saw him in there again. I walked in and sat behind him again. His head was in his arms. I think he was sleeping.

"Jonah?" I again whispered. "Jonah?" I repeated a little louder. He woke up and looked at me, looking like he hasn't slept in like 3 weeks. "Are you okay?" "Yeah, I'm fine!" he snapped. "Okay, okay, chill out."

He then hid his face in his arms again, soon hearing soft, quiet snores. I sighed, getting scared. He looked terrible.

I sat next to him, as he was still asleep.

He jumped when I called him. "What?!" he yelled, still half asleep. "It's time to go..."

He got up and stormed out of the room. I followed behind him. "Jonah?!" I yelled, running behind him. "What the hell do you want?!" he shouted.

"What's wrong?" "NOTHING!!" I took a step back, getting kinda scared at how aggressive he was being.

He started walking away again, but I grabbed his arm.

He screamed in what sounded like pain. "Woah, I'm sorry," I said, letting go of his arm. He held his arm, looking at me in pain and pissed off. "LEAVE ME GO HOME!!" 

"O-Okay, I'm sorry."

He stormed to his house. I followed, keeping my distance.

When he got inside, I heard serious screaming and shouting. Then, one loud scream caught my attention more than anything. It sounded like a scream of pain, which was the same noise he made just a few minutes ago, only 5 times louder.

But then, I ran home.

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The next afternoon, I purposely had detention. 

When I walked in, Jonah, of course, was in there. I sat beside him and gently nudged him as he was sleeping again. He jumped awake. "What do you want?"

"Jonah... I need to ask this - what is going on at your house?" "N-Nothing... Why?" "Don't lie. I heard a lot of shouting coming from your house." "Why are you following me home?!" "Because I was worried about you. But I heard yelling... and you getting hurt."

"Nothing is happening, Zach." I pulled his sleeves up, revealing bruises over his arms. Then, I pulled his shirt up, revealing even more bruises over his body. He just looked at me. "Jonah, are you getting abused by your parents?"

Slowly, he nodded, his eyes filling with tears. "Oh, I'm so sorry," I said. He hugged me, beginning to cry into my chest. I hugged him back, gently running my hands through his hair.

"Stay with me," I said. "B-But what about your parents? What will they say?" "They won't really mind." "Well... o-okay." I smiled. "Why are you always in here, though?" "I want to stay away from my house as much as possible... so I just come here." "Oh... well, anyway, it's time to go."

We both got up and walked out. I held his hand, walking down the road until we got to my house.

"Go straight to my room," I whispered, pointing upstairs. He nodded, walking up slowly.