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WARNING: some abuse, nothing too extreme.
I walked down the hall after hockey practice towards my locker. I had forgotten my chemistry textbook. At the same time, I was trying to find my cell in my backpack so I could call Hayley to make sure we were still on for tutoring tonight. I finally got my phone and quickly dialed her number.
"Hello?"
"Hey, are we still on for tonight?"
"Uh… I don't think it's a good idea."
"Why not? I really don't understand tonight's homework."
"I'm sorry but Jett just came over and he wants to have a date night."
"Can we move the session to tomorrow night?"
"Uh…sure. Just don't tell Jett." She whispered the last part.
"Okay, I'll see you tomorrow."
"I'm sorry Kendall." Was the last thing she said before she hung up.
I grabbed my books and then headed towards my car. I spent an hour just doing my math ditto that night.
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"Kendall…" Hayley meekly said. I was at my locker getting some books the next day before classes.
"Hayley, hey, what's up?"
"I just wanted to apologize about yesterday. I came early today so if you want to go over your homework we can."
"That'd be great." I nodded. She sat down next to my locker and a few minutes later I plopped down next to her. I handed her my sheet and she grabbed a pencil.
"You got most of them correct. Here's where you made your mistakes." She explained them to me and I eventually understood what I was supposed to do.
"This makes so much more sense. I felt like an idiot doing them last night."
"You have to have more faith in yourself." She said.
"On the ice I have all the confidence in the world but when it comes to school…I just feel so inferior."
"Relate the school work to hockey. Change the math word problems into something hockey related. Change history into hockey history."
"That's not a bad idea."
"I do that in classes I don't understand."
"You're a genius. What class could you possibly find hard?" I asked with a chuckle.
"lunch." She deadpanned.
"A sense of humor, cute."
"Why thank you." She smiled.
"What's going on here?" Jett said.
"She's just helping me with my homework."
"No, I think you were flirting with my girlfriend."
"Calm down Jett." Hayley said as she stood up.
"I will not come down when my girlfriend is out being a whore."
"Hey, calm down." I said as I stood next to Hayley.
"Go wait for me by my locker." He told Hayley and she gave me a small smile before leaving.
"What the fuck is your problem?" I asked Jett.
"Don't talk to my girlfriend, don't look at her and go find another tutor." He said before he stomped off. I sneakily followed behind Jett. I watched as he pulled her into an empty hallway. I got close enough so I could hear them but they wouldn't see me.
"Don't you dare talk to Kendall ever again or you will get worse than you got yesterday."
"You're hurting me." Hayley whimpered.
"Good, a whore like you deserves it. You think you can prance around and flirt with anyone but you can't. I'm your boyfriend, you belong to me." He said before he slapped her. I winced at the sound. Hayley grabbed her cheek and went to retaliate but Jett grabbed her hands and pinned them to the wall.
"I wouldn't think about it. I'm not afraid to hurt you worse." He said before he stomped away. Hayley took a few minutes to regain her composure before she started heading towards my direction. I acted like I was talking to someone but I ended up talking to a kid I'd never seen before.
"Hayley!" I called after I let her get through the hallway a bit more.
"Oh…hi…I can't talk right now."
"Yes, you can. Come with me." I said as I put my hand on the small of her back and brought her into an empty classroom.
"Kendall…if Jett sees…"
"I don't care. Are you okay?" I asked.
"Yeah, why wouldn't I be?" she asked with a nervous chuckle.
"He called you a whore and that's not a nice thing to say."
"It's fine. I'm used to it." She said with a sigh.
"Do you need to tell me anything or do you want me to say something?" I asked as I reached out and gently placed a hand on her shoulder.
"Nope, I don't have anything to say. I really should be getting to class." She said. She reached down to get her book and I saw a huge bruise on her lower back.
"What happened to your back?"
"Oh…I fell down the stairs. I'm not really coordinated."
"How'd you hurt your back though?"
"I fell…backwards."
"Are you sure Jett didn't say anything?"
"Jett? What does he have to do with anything?"
"He hurts you. I watched him slap you. I saw the bruises on your neck. He abuses you."
"No, Kendall, he just… he loves me."
"If he loved you he wouldn't hit you. If you're afraid to say anything I can help you. We can go to my mom or a teacher or even my hockey coach."
"Kendall, I have to go. I don't want to talk about this." She said as she wiped away some tears. She pulled her sweater down a bit more to hide the bruises.
"What if he takes it too far? What if does something you don't want to do? What if he rapes you?"
She hesitated a bit before saying anything. "He wouldn't do that. He loves me and I…I love him."
"If he loves you he has an odd way of showing it." I yelled. She shrunk into herself and immediately I felt like an idiot.
"I really have to go Kendall." She whispered.
"I'm sorry I yelled. I uh…you missed first period. Sorry about that. I'll see you at lunch." I said as she ran out of the room.
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I was waiting at the lunch table with the hockey team and Hayley was nowhere in sight.
"Where's Hayley?" Logan asked Jett.
"She's probably being a whore again." Jett said and everyone laughed. I was about to retort but Hayley came over and sat next to Jett.
"Where were you?" Jett asked.
"I had to make up a test that I missed first period."
"Why'd you miss first period?" he asked her.
"I didn't feel well. I was in the bathroom."
"That's funny, Kendall missed first period too." Carlos said and Hayley bit her lip as her body tensed.
"That's…interesting." Jett murmured before grabbing Hayley's hand in a death grip.
"We'll deal with this later." He whispered into her ear while he sent me a glare.
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