AN: Hello peeps. So how ya doin? Anyways, WELCOME TO… I WANNA GET BETTER! I hope you enjoy!
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Jack's POV
I'm at my house flipping my TV from Doctor Who and The Simpsons when I hear someone knocking. Who the hell would be out right now? Its midnight and pouring rain. I walk over and open the door to find a sopping Kim, her makeup running and her blonde hair hanging down her back in limp curls.
"Kim? What are you…" I trail off when I notice the bruises on her face, arms, and neck. "Holy shit, what happened to you?"
She just lets out a sob and collapses on my porch. I kneel next to her and gather her into my arms. Her clothes obviously aren't keeping her warm; the too big AC/DC shirt she stole from me and sweatpants are soaked through. I pick her up and bring her inside the house and set her in our living room, where The Doctor is talking to Sally Sparrow about the Angels (Blink, Tenth Doctor).
She's shivering like crazy, and there are tears coming down her face. I wrap her in a green, fluffy blanket that was hanging on the back of my couch.
"I'm gonna go get you something to change into. I'll be right back." I go upstairs to my room and find a Last Kings t-shirt, dark blue sweatpants, and a NEFF sweatshirt for her to wear.
When I get back down stairs, Kim's channel surfing and stops on Adventure Time. She starts shakily singing the theme song with the TV and laughing at Finn and Jake's antics. She obviously heard me coming down the stairs because she turns around.
"Hey Jack," Kim says with a watery smile.
"How are you doing? I brought you something dry to wear."
"Thanks. I'll go change then." She pauses Adventure Time and goes to the downstairs bathroom to change.
I walk over to our kitchen to make hot chocolate. When I get back to the living room she's unpaused the show. "Here," I say, handing her the cup. " I made hot chocolate."
"Thanks, but do you have anything stronger?"
"How strong?"
"Alcohol strong."
"Yeah, I think so. What do you want?"
"Whiskey?" she asks hopefully.
I get up and grab two glasses. Might as well have some myself. I fill them up with some Jack Daniels.
"Okay, is that better Miss Princess?"
"Yeah. Sorry to have come so late. It's just… I couldn't take that bastard anymore."
"Take who?"
"My father."
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SONG OF THE CHAPTER:
"I Wanna Get Better" By Bleachers
