Save You From Him

I wake up to the sound of my annoying alarm. I slap the snooze button and groan. Damn. Why did I go out to the club and stay up texting Chase when I knew I had school in the morning? Oh right it's because I'm an idiot. Thank goodness it's Friday.

I try to get up but soon stop because of how sore I feel. Crap. I can't get up. I don't like that feeling.

I grab my phone and dial a familiar number. It only rings once before someone picks up.

"Terry!" Jay shouts. "Are you alright?"

"Jay Jay," I whisper so my brother doesn't hear me if he's awake. "I'm sore and I can't get up. I need your help."

"Fuck!" Jay yells. I know he's not yelling that because he has to help me. He's yelling that because he knows that my brother did a good job of hurting me. "Voy a matarlo. Ese hijo de puta merece morir. ¡Mierda! ¡No puedo soportar ese idiota inútil estúpido!"

I just let Jay continue his rant in spanish. He says my name a few times but I don't understand any of it. I don't interrupt him though. In the background I can hear the sound of him opening and closing drawers.

I close my eyes as Jay continues to yell in spanish. That boy could go on for years, I swear. I don't mind because when I hear the sound of him speaking both English and Spanish I can't help but get calm. That's what Jay does to me. He's the greatest best friend I could ask for. He's my safe haven.

"I'm coming right now Terry" Jay says switching to English. I hear a slam of a car door and then nothing. I close my phone and wait for Jay to arrive.

It takes him about five minutes to get here. I hear the door upstairs slam close and then arguing.

"What the fuck are you doing in my house?" I hear Kyle shout. "Get the fuck out!"

"Shut the fuck up before I beat your useless ass!" I hear Jay shout. "Now get the fuck out my way". I hear the sound of a body slamming against the wall. I hear my door open and see Jay when he reaches the bottom of the stairs.

"Jay!" I yell, happy. I smile at the of him. Immediately I relax. Seeing his short black hair and natural tan skin. Seeing his light brown eyes looking at me with so much worry. He walks over to my bed and picks me up slowly. I wince.

"I got you Terry," Jay whispers. He walks upstairs, through the kitchen and into the bathroom. He lays me in the tub and begins to undress me. This is like routine now. He's not uncomfortable seeing me naked anymore. He pulls off my shirt as quickly and carefully as he can. He takes off my boxers and run the warm water. He plugs up the hole and waits for it to fill up.

"Terry," Jay whispers again. I look at him and see his eyes well up. It takes a lot to make Jay cry. "Terry you have to leave this place. I can't see you like this anymore. Por favor, Terry. You can stay with my family. Or go to the police."

I can feel my muscles relax in the warm water. Jay turns off the faucet before the tub overflows. "Jay you know I can't," I say, sighing. "Kyle is the only family I have now. I can't leave him. I know it seems unreasonable to you but that's because you have a good family. You have a great mother and father and the cutest little sister and brother. Plus if I go to the police they'll take me away and possibly put me in a worse home."

Jay sighs and run his hands through his hair. We stay silent until I feel ready to get out. Jay carries me downstairs to my room and redresses me. I grab my bag and we leave. I hop into his beautiful blue car and drive to school.

We just sing along with the radio, acting like nothing happened this morning. When we get to school I sigh, happily. I love school. This place means I don't have to be around my brother all the time. It means that for eight hours or less I'm free.

We get out of Jay's car and I immediately jump on his back. "You have such a beautiful voice Jay." I say. "Maybe you should do American Idol."

"No. Hell no." Jay says. "American Idol hasn't been the same since Paula and Simon left. Now it's just crap."

He opens the door to the school. "True." I agree. "But I know you still watch it to see J Lo!"

"Oh shut up, you little monkey". I giggle and hop off his back because we got to my locker. I'm organizing my books when I feel Jay tap my shoulder.

"Yeah?" I ask him, without turning around.

"There's this boy staring at us down the hall." Jay says.

"That's nice Jay. Why don't you go do something about it?"

"I don't have to he's coming this way." I sigh and turn around to see who Jay is talking about. I blush slighty when I see it's Chase walking over. When he catches me looking he waves. I wave back. "Who's that?"

"Chase," I say quietly. When Chase reaches us he smiles widely. Jay steps in front of me slightly. I roll my eyes. He always think someone is out to get me. "Hey Chase," I say shyly. I hide my eyes behind my bangs. I get shy around people I just met.

"Hey Terry." He says eagerly. He takes a step forward but Jay literally growls at him. Chase gets the message and steps back.

"Jay it's alright." I say quickly. He looks at me. "Really it's alright." He nod hesitantly.

"I'm going to class early. See you third period." I nod and he walks away.

We're left in an awkward silence. Chase clears his throat.

"You didn't tell me you have a boyfriend," he says, gruffly. I can't help but burst out laughing. He looks at me with confused eyes.

"Jay? My boyfriend?" I say. "He's my best friend and as straight as a flag pole".

"Oh," Chase mutters. Then he starts laughing. "Well this is embarrasing."

I giggle and look down.

"Do we have any classes together?" He ask.

"Um, I honestly don't know".

"It would be nice if we do," he replies. "I wouldn't mind my classes if you were in them." I turn tomatoe red at his flirting. The bell rings. "Well I have to get going. But I hope to see you very soon". Then he walks away.

I look at him as he walks away.

This boy is going to drive me crazy. I can just tell.