Jazmin's P.O.V.
I just can't believe it.
"That's pretty bad." Marley says holding my chin, inspecting my cheek. "You have to out something on your face." He leaves me alone on the couch to go into the kitchen.
"Do I have to?" I ask, just wanting to relax and not wanting to hold an ice pack to my face. "How bad is it?"
"A huge ass bruise is starting to form." He hands me the ice packs and shows me where to put it as everyone walks back into the house.
Sam, Kian, Jc, Connor, Ricky, Trevor, Jeremy, Mark, believe it or not Nate, Michael, James, Marley, and I have gathered at the boys house for a celebration. Yet, mister party killer Marley won't let me.
"How's her face?" Sam asks when he's in front of me.
He makes me stand only for him to sit down and make me sit on top of him. Seems to have become our thing to do this.
"Damaged." Marley says making me almost throw the ice pack at him. "She still cute though. If she would stop looking at me like that." I stop staring.
"Does it hurt?" Sam pokes it and I wince. "Guess so." He kisses it and I wince again.
"Don't do that." I move my face away and put the ice pack back on it. "Later." I say to his pouting face.
"You don't see them now, but you will look like a pizza by tomorrow morning." Jeremy says pointing at some of his own bruises.
"Yeah, and you will barely be able to walk." Nate adds.
"Don't forget tha-"
"You guys are such assholes." I stop Marley from saying anything. "I been through this before. Kinda."
"Emma isn't a 180 pound guy times four." Kian says.
"No not that." I had thought about that, but it wasn't so bad. "Marley, remember that weekend we went to San Francisco and we went to a farm somewhere around there and a giant wall of hay fell on me and it took like for her to get me?"
"Yeah, and we thought you were dead?" Marley doesn't seem to see where I'm going.
"Well, yeah.. that night at my cousins house, you decided that it would be funny to g-"
"Okay, I get it you can shut up now." He says looking embarrassed.
"But y-"
"Sammy boy, I suggest you shut up your girlfriend."
I look at Marley and back at Sam. He looks at me and then back at Marley. Everyone else is doing the same and saying ooo.
"You know she can do what she wants right?" He finally says to Marley.
"Okay. I won't say exactly what happened, but point of the story is that I should have gone to the hospital or something, but didn't and I'm here today so hey, this isn't so bad." I look at Marley and he sighs.
"So where are you from Nate?" Ricky asks. "Jazmin hasn't talked much about you."
"Does not surprise me." He smirks at me.
"Nate was one of my closest friends in elementary school." I say looking at him the exact same way.
"Then he disappeared throughout middle school." James continues.
"I told you guys was going to Texas." He groans but then has a little moment with Jc.
"Jc is from Texas." I unexplained to James, Marley, Jeremy, and Mark. "He's proud of it."
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Can You Save Me? { Sam Pottorff }
FanfictionJazmin Vega was an odd girl living in Los Angeles, California. Never really getting out. Not having many friends. She was okay with that though. She had some friends, but didn't think of them as real friends. Except for Marley. He's her best friend...