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Kim was on her phone texting in the mall when none other than Jake White came up behind her.

"So, Kim, whaddoya say about that date tonight?" He asked, resting his hand on the wall behind her.

"For the millionth time, Jake, I'm not interested," Kim replied in disgust yet again.

"C'mon, babe, I know you want me," he said, leaning in to kiss her.

She pushed away from the wall and tried to walk away but Jake grabbed her arm.

"No one, walks away from me."

Kim saw the fury and danger in his eyes, and ran the short distance to the dojo. She ran into the girl's locker room and to no avail Jake ran in after her. He grabbed her arm again and twisted it, making her clench her teeth. He delivered a sharp kick to her stomach, which slammed her against the lockers. She stayed on the ground with her knees to her chest, holding back cries of pain.

"And there's more where that came from, slutty little bitch. You're nothing but a dumb blonde," he said, glaring at her before exiting the locker room and the dojo.

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Jack walked into the dojo. It was quiet, too quiet for his liking and he knew something was up. And that's when he heard the shaky, muffled sobs coming from the girl's locker room.

The door was slightly open, letting the sound out. Jack was worried about Kim, why was she crying? Kim never cried. Never. He entered the room without a second thought and saw Kim huddled against the lockers.

Her knees were tucked to her chest and her arms were wrapped around them, her head being buried between her knees and chest. Her body was shaking as she cried.

"Kim!" Jack said, rushing over to her. He sat down and put his hand on her shoulder comfortingly. She flinched away.

"S-stop," she whimpered, obviously scared.

"Shh, Kim, Kimmy, it's just me, Jack," Jack explained.

Kim looked up at him with her puffy eyes. "J-Jack..." She said, practically launching herself onto him.

Jack wrapped his arms around her. "Shh, shh, Kimmy, you're safe now, what happened?"

She sobbed into his chest as he rubbed soothing circles on her back. Jack softly kissed her forehead and her cries began to cease.

"J-J-Jake... h-he..." She trailed off.

"Did he hurt you?" Jack asked, anger and protectiveness reflecting in his eyes.

Kim lifted up her shirt to reveal the large, still in the making bruise and showed him the red marks on her arm where he had grabbed and twisted it.

Jack clenched his fists and stood up, but Kim pulled him back down. "Don't go," she mumbled.

"Kim, how about we go to my house and I can get you some ice?" He asked.

Kim nodded and yawned. She drowsily got up, Jack wrapping an arm around her to keep her balance. She cringed and lifted up one foot, hesitantly stepping on it again.

"Your ankle okay?" Jack asked, concerned.

"Yeah, just gotta *yawn* walk it off..." She leaned against Jack and held onto his arm to keep herself steady. She began to stumble, tired. She felt herself being picked up and held against Jack's back. Suddenly she reached forward and pecked him on the cheek before falling asleep.

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"No! No! Stop it!" Kim thrashed around as she woke up. Someone hovered over her and she could feel warm liquid seeping from her eyes.

"Kim, shh, it's okay," she heard as Jack gathered her in his arms. "Just a dream this time." He sat down behind her on the couch, letting her rest her head on his chest. She was crying again and Jack pulled her close to him, pressing his lips to her temple.

Her tears dried quickly and he could have sworn he saw a small smile flicker on her face. Then, out of nowhere she said, "He called me a slutty bitch, and a dumb blonde."

"Do you believe him?"

"I don't know, sort of, maybe, I don't know!"

"Well you shouldn't, Kim. You're not, and anyone who tells you otherwise can rot in hell."

She bit her lip, a smile forming on her face.

"Thank you, Jack."

"Well, it's true."

"No, thank you for this. For making me feel better. For always being there for me. For just existing." A blush covered her face at the last thing she said.

"Well, I am pretty good at existing if I may say so myself."

And with that she couldn't stop herself. She grabbed his shirt collar and pulled him in, crashing her lips against his. He kissed back immediately and butterflies fluttered in both of their stomachs. When they finally separated due to lack of oxygen, Kim mumbled four words before they kissed again.

"Yes, yes you are."