Save You From Him

It's the end of the school day and I'm in front of the school with Jay and Chase. We're waiting for Frankie to get out of detention. We got permission to call him that. Jay and Chase are talking but I'm not listening. I'm just soaking up my freedom. Trying not to think about me having to go home eventually.

After a while I hear the school doors open. "What's up dudes?!" Frankie yells. "Thank goodness I'm out that bitch. I had to look at that Chloe girls ugly mug for forever." I giggle because Frank says the funniest things.

We begin walking to the parking lot and stop at Jay's car first. Jay pulls me to the side.

"Remember to be home before eight o'clock Terry," Jay warns. I sigh but nod and smile a little.

"I will Jay Jay," I reply. "Don't worry about it. Or about me. I'll be fine."

"I wish I could believe that," Jay murmurs. I just pretend that I didn't hear him. Suddenly he pulls me into a hug and kisses my forehead. "Por favor, tenga cuidado de Terry." This is a sentence I know well. Jay constantly says this to me. Always. When I'm about to reply to him Frankie speaks up.

"Hey Jay Boy," he says, grinning. Jay and I look at him. "Throw some spanish my way. I've been paying attention in Spanish class lately. I bet I could understand what your saying."

Jay puts on a wide smile. "Okay Frankie," Jay says. "Let's see if you can understand what I'm saying to you." Frankie nods his head seriously, looking intently at Jay. "Apestas como usted bañado en un cubo de basura idiota."

I start to giggle. This is one of my favorite things Jay says to Kyle sometimes. When Jay told me what it meant I couldn't help but love it. I look over at Chase who's looking at me and grinning. Does he understand Jay? I can't tell. But Frankie on the other hand looks clueless.

"So I guess you didn't understand what I just said?" Jay says, smirking.

"You spoke to fast," Frank says, quickly. "Say it again!"

""Apestas como usted bañado en un cubo de basura idiota." Jay repeats, slowly.

Frankie stays silent for a long time before looking to the side and glare at the floor. "They don't teach all that shit in spanish class," he mutters. We all laugh at him. He's a clown.

We say goodbye to Jay and walk to Chase's car. He unlocks the door and I sit in the backseat. I smile feeling happy for once.

"So Terrance," Frank says.

"It's Terry," I say cutting him off before he continues. "I prefer if you call me Terry".

"Okay Terry," Frankie says, correcting himself. "What exactly did Jay say?"

I grin. "He said that you stink like you bathed in a trash idiot."

Chase starts chuckling. Frankie looks offended for a minute before he starts laughing. "Funny."

"Yeah," Chase pipes up. "Jay is a pretty cool guy, Terry and he's pretty good looking. Why doesn't he have a girlfriend?"

"I don't know," I reply honestly. "With Jay he wants somebody who's sweet, nice caring and would get along with his family".

"What about you?" Chase asks. "He would want someone who gets along with you right?"

"I fit into the catagory of his family," I reply simply.

(*******)

The rest of the ride is spent with Frankie sticking up his middle finger to anyone that looks at him and Chase laughing hysterically until we got to Frankie's place. We all said goodbye and I climb up front. Chase backs out of Frankie's driveway.

"Where are we going Chase?" I ask, shyly. I look at him and find him grinning. "What?"

"I love it when you say my name," he says. I blush. I swear he wants me to be as red as a apple. "But we are going to this coffee place I love. It's a few blocks down from my house. It's the perfect place for an escape. They have comfy coches to sit on and books of any variety to read. The walls are a calm dark red color. They serve mostly sugar though. Like cupcakes, cakes pies and cookies. My mom used to take me to that place all the time when I was little. It's mostly empty when I go there which is perfect."

"It sounds great Chase!" I say excitedly. I've only been to a coffee shop once before and that was with my parents a long time ago. He doesn't say anything. He just smiles. I hear a song I love by All Time Low and turn it up. The rest of the ride to the coffee shop is filled with me and Chase singing horrible at the top of our voices. It was great.

(******)

When I walk through the door of the coffee shop I gasp. It's even better than Chase described it. Bookshelves line all around the place. There are a couple of couches and tables placed everywhere. There are only a few people in here but I guess that adds to the relaxing aura.

I look at Chase who's staring at me. I blush and look away. "This place is amazing," I whisper.

"Yeah I know," he replies cheerily. "Come on let's go to the two couches in the corner." We do that and I immediately tuck my legs under myself when I get into my chair. Chase lifts his feet up on the coffee table. "You know what Terry?" He suddenly says. I look at him and then blush and look down. He is always looking at me so intensely. I like it thought. "You intrigue me."

"How so?" I mumble, looking down at my hands.

"Your just so damn beautiful," he states bluntly. My face becomes ten times more red.

"S-stop making me blush," I say, trying to hide my face with my hair. He chuckles at my embarrasment.

"Aw but I find your blushing cute," he whines.

I can't help but smile. He just knows how to charm someone, doesn't he? "Is me being beautiful the only thing you find about me intriguing?" I ask.

"Oh no. It's the way you act. One minute your all shy and fragile and the next you seem terrified and then you seem so carefree. It's just made me curious and I really want to get to know you."

"Um do you want some coffee?" i ask, not knowing what else to say. He raises his eyebrows in surprise and hit his forehead with his palm.

"Coffee! Right that's the point of going to a coffee shop." I giggle at him. "What would you like sugar?" He ask, standing up. He's constantly makinng me blush. But I can't deny that I like it when he calls me that. I'm about to protest him buying me anything when he speaks up. "Now now I know what your probably thinking. I'm buying. I asked you to come here with me. If I don't buy then we cut this date short." I know he's joking but that is not something I want.

"Okay pushy Chase," I joke. He chuckles and his dark blue eyes sparkle. My breath hitches in my throat at how handsome he looks. "I would like black coffee. Just plain black. No sugar or milk at all."

"What type of pie do you want?" I give him a look. "Oh come on. Everyone loves pie. So you have to get a slice."

"Surprise me," I say.

When Chase comes back he comes back with our coffee and four cupcakes. He's grinning like mad. "Instead of pie I got cupcakes. Am I a genious or what?"I squeal like a little girl. I love cupcakes. They are my weakness. I snatch one from him and immediately begin to lick the frosting. "I guess I am a genious." He pats himself on the back and I giggle at his idiotic behavior. I reach for my coffee and take a sip.

"Why doesn't your mom bring you here anymore?" I ask, curious.

"Um I don't know. I guess it's one of those things when you start getting over things with your parents begin to change."

"You should spend time with her though," I say. "You never know how long you will have her for." He nods his head slowly.

"Your right. Do you hang out with your parents a lot?"

I look around for a way to change the topic and find the perfect thing. "Look Chase!" I nod my head over to the teenage girl who has her kitty with her. "Isn't that so cute?!" I look at him making myself seem excited. "Do you have any pets?"

"Uh no," he says taking the bait. Checkmate. "I always wanted a bear as a pet though." He grins sheepishly. " I thought they were super cool. But that was a long time ago."

"That's so cute," I say and then look down at my hands, blushing. I look back up and see him staring at me. When I look into his eyes I can't look away. I get lost inside those deep blue eyes of his.

(********)

The next few hours are filled with getting to know each other and him saying things that make me blush. This blushing thing is getting out of hand.

"Excuse me," says a pretty red headed lady. "We're closing up now. It's almost eight o'clock."

I gasp. Almost eight o'clock! I'm going to be in so much shit. I try to keep myself from hyperventilating.

"Oh sorry," Chase says, pleasantly. "We're going now. Come on Terry." I get up shakily and start walking towards the door. I guess my act is working because Chase keeps talking and talking.

I'm so scared right now.

When we get to Chase's car I hop in and close the door.

I don't want to go home.

Chase turns up the music and starts singing along with it. But I just shrink down in my seat, trying to calm my breathing down. I am such an idiot.

When Chase gets on my street I tell him to park down the block from my house. If Kyle see's me with a guy he will flip even more. Chase does what I ask.

"This is silly," he says. "I could just drive you all the way."

"No!" I shout. He looks at me with wide eyes. Damn. I need to get my emotions in check. No," I say more quietly. "You already parked. I can just walk the rest of the way." He nods his head reluctantly.

"Okay if you say so." I can tell he's getting slightly suspious. I get my bag from th back seat and throw open the door. "Wait!" Chase says, putting his hand on my arm. My heart hammers in my chest from fear and excitement. I turn towards him to look at him. He has a sweet smile on his face. "I had a good time with you Terry."

I blush. "I had a good time too." We just stare into each others eyes. We both start to lean in but I think about what's waiting for me at home. I throw my arms around Chase's neck in a hug. "Thanks Chance." He hugs me back. I wiggle out of his arms and hop out of the car. I close the door and run to my house. I freeze at the door, scared as hell to go in. But eventually I unlock the door and walk in. I close the door as quietly as I can.

I tip toe my way farther into the house until I'm pushed by something someone huge. That can only be Kyle.

"Where the fuck were you?!" He slurs. "I've been waiting for you to get your ass home to clean the house and get me my beer." He punches me in my stomach and I whimper. I can't take a beating today.

"I- I'm so s-sorry Kyle," I stutter. "I-I was s-studying a-and the time-" I'm cut off by a slap to my face.

"I don't want to hear your lying FAGGOT. I know what you were doing. You were out fucking some boy wasn't you?! Kyle shouts in my face. I flinch at the volume of his voice and the stench of his breath.

"N-no Kyle." But, of course, he doesn't believe me. So what does he do? He puts his big meaty hand around my throat and press my back against the wall and begins to lift me up. Oh god I can't breathe.

"Your lying to me Terrance." He hisses. "I don't like being lied too. Were you out fucking some boy?" I can't talk so I try to shake my head slightly. "LIAR!" He screams and slaps me with his other hand. I'm kicking my legs, starting to panick. I'm going to die. I start clawing at his hand but he doesn't let go. "Now were you out fucking some boy?!" I decide to nod my head the best I could. "I knew it!" He drops me and I quickly suck in some air. I feel a kick to my leg and whimper. "Now clean this damn house and go get me a beer!"

I sit there for a while. Knowing he's going to forget about me in a second due to the T.v.

No matter how happy Ifinally am it turns to this. Of being suffocated and hurt. I can't let this happen again. I don't want it to happen again. He almost killed me this time. It's getting worse. I can't focus on Chase or my growing like for him. It's to dangerous.

This is my life.