Ricky Weaver part 2

Jack's POV

After 45 minutes I finally unfroze. Then I immediately ran out the door straight to the park. I saw workers setting up the stage and I looked around for Kim or Ricky. I didn't spot either. I ran around to the back of the stage and found Ricky leaning against the wall and talking to some of the male back up dancers. He was grinning like he had just done something really bad and he was extremely proud of it. I ran up to him, grabbed him by the collar and held him up even though he was taller than me.

"Where is she, you bastard?"

"Where is who, Jack? I don't know what you're talking about!" Ricky replied with fake innocence.

"I'm not playin', asshole! Tell me where Kim is right now!" I yelled as I slammed him against the wall again, this time even harder. He groaned but didn't lose the grin.

"The Bitch is over there," he said nodding his head toward the woods, "I found out what her baggage was. She's a cryer who won't follow instructions." he said with a disgusted look on his face.

I threw his stupid, low life, no-good body on the ground as hard as I could, successfully knocking the air out of him. I ran over to the woods where Ricky said Kim was. What I found broke my heart. She was lying on the ground in the middle of the dirt circle we past when we came here to play swords and magic. She was curled up in a ball. She was crying her eyes out and she had make up running down her beautiful face. I ran to her and kneeled down beside her with my hands hovering over her, not sure if I should really touch her after what my mind was thinking happened to her. When she saw me she gasped, sat up, jumped in my lap, and threw her arms around my neck and squeezed me really tight. I wrapped my arms around her back. This brought on a whole new wave of sobbing but now it was harder. I just sat there holding her tighter. We sat there like that for I don't know how long. Then she turned her head to the side so it was in the crook of my neck. The sobbing had stopped and now she just had a few tears running down her cheeks. Her face was still twisted with pain. I just stared down at her and waited for her to be able to speak, never once taking my arms away from her. Finally she looked up at me with tears running down her face. I wiped them away with my fingers. I let my hand linger over her face a little longer than nessicary.

"H-he tried t-to….to…." she started crying again and I held her to my chest even tighter than I was before which I didn't think was possible.

"Tell me what he did. So I'll know exactly what I'm putting him in the hospital for." I whispered in her ear.

Her crying faded away again and I saw a glimpse of the Kim I'm used to seeing. She got that hard, serious face on, "He pushed me up against the tree. He started kissing me and I tried to get away but he's stronger than he looks. I couldn't get him off. He tried to get me to take my dress off." Her eyes stared off into the distance. "He tried to rape me, Jack."

I was so angry I could have spit fire. I wanted to get up and find him and kill him. But I also didn't want to lose the moment I had now. With Kim in my arms. I didn't get the chance to keep holding her because she finally found herself and got up from my lap. I looked up at her from the ground then got up too. I just looked at her for a moment, taking her in. As I said before, her make up was bleeding, her dress was torn and the zipper was half way down, and she looked like an abused puppy. Then I walked off in pursuing Ricky. I felt Kim following a few feet behind me.

"Jack? What are you gonna do?"

"I'm gonna go kick that loser's ass." I said in a growl.

"Jack. Don't. We'll tell the police. Let them handle it!"

I turned around and looked at her with disbelief. "You really think the police are gonna put Ricky Weaver in jail? And even if they did he wouldn't feel the hurt I'm about to put on him for what he did to you! I wouldn't be able to sleep knowing he didn't get hurt more than you did." I turned around and started walking again. She still followed me but didn't try and stop me again.

I saw him. He had been waiting for me. That smug grin was plastered on his face. Not for long. I walked faster right up to him.

"You're a sick guy, ya know that? You're gonna pay for what you did to Jack's girl." I said, then my fist connected with his nose. Effectively erasing that grin, finally.

Kim's POV

My heart nearly stopped when Jack called me his girl. That's all I've wanted him to think of me as. He was the one I wanted. Never did I want some jerk, prettyboy popstar. And when I saw Jack punch Ricky in the face, everything just clicked. Jack was the boy I loved, the one person who cared about me more than anyone in the world ever could. I knew I had to be with Jack. I watched him punch and kick Ricky repeatedly. I heard snaps where Ricky's bones were breaking but all I could do was stare, awestruck, at Jack's beautiful face twisted with rage towards my attacker. Then another thought hit, tomorrow Jack would be the most hated person by tennage girls in the world. Except for me, I would love him more than anyone has ever loved another person. And if Ricky doesn't get taken to court and Jack does, we'll cross that bridge when we come to it, together, hand in hand.