Chapter 10: your welcome here.
Sasha ran into jazz's arms and started sobbing uncontrollably.
"What happened?" Sasha said something but jazz couldn't understand.
"Come on." Jazz said. He threw his arm over Sasha's shoulder and took her to the kitchen to get something to eat and then took her to his bedroom.
"Where did you come from? Do need a ride home?"
"No!" Sasha shrieked.
"I already told you that's the problem!" she started to cry again. With her hands over her face she fell into Jazz's bed.
"But what's wrong with going home? Your dad could help you."
"We have to wait until morning before I go home."
"Sasha, why?"
"Dad's mad."
"That's the only reason you came here? Of course parents get mad but you have to work it out wi-"
"You don't understand!"
"Sasha, seriously, what's the worst thing that will happen if you just go back?" Jazz asked. Sasha glared at him and started to take off her shirt.
"Sasha, what the hell are you doing?" Jazz said. Sasha threw her first shirt to the ground and started taking off her undershirt. Now she just had on her bra and pants. She then turned her back to jazz showing him the bruise that he had found a few weeks ago.
"This is the worst that can happen Jazz!"
"Wh-what do you mean?"
"I mean he beat me, he gave me this!" Sasha pulled down her pants little and revealed another mark.
"And this!" Jazz's jaw dropped in complete shock.
"Have you ever told anyone?"
"No…you won't tell anyone will you?"
"Sasha you need help! And I can't always offer you this kind of help! You have to let the police know that your dad is-"
"NO!" she cried.
"I love my dad, he's a nice guy. But he just can't control himself when he loses his temper."
"Why would he get so mad at you?"
"You and ratchet were over…he's really protective of me when it comes to boys. But anytime I say something back to him…it's like he's not himself anymore."
"So what he just beats you every time Ratchet comes over?"
"No…" Sasha hung her head. Jazz got a little closer to her and examined the bruise on her left shoulder blade.
"it doesn't look like he hit you with his hands."
"Tennis racket…stick…whatever's around"
"Holy shit!" Jazz murmured, continuing his observation.
"Does it hurt to move?" Jazz asked.
"Not as much when it's touched."
"How long has this been happening?"
"A long time."
Jazz heard footsteps down the hall.
"Sasha hide…behind that desk!" Lori entered.
"What's with all the noise jazz?"
"Sorry…practicing for…drama class."
"You picked a good time to practice." She groaned as she walked out of the room. Sasha came out of hiding.
"Thanks Jazz. A girl couldn't ask for a better guy."
"It's kinda late. Let's go to bed. We'll talk about this in the morning." Sasha nodded in agreement. Jazz got into his bed and threw the covers over himself.
"You mind if I sleep in there too?"
"Ya, sure." Jazz got out of the middle of his bed and made some room for Sasha. Sasha cuddled with him and the two fell asleep in each other's arms.
Jazz's house 11:07AM"Aw man we slept in! Sasha wake up!" Jazz said shaking Sasha. Groggily, Sasha turned and smiled at jazz.
"Just give me some more time to sleep."
"No! It's 11:08 now! My parents are going to be home anytime now with spaz! You gotta get dressed and go home!" suddenly the two heard footsteps coming toward the room.
"Sasha, get under the covers or hide or something!" Sasha unable to thinking quickly ducked under the covers.
Lori came in.
"Hey jazz! Spaz is going to be here in a few minutes so… hey, what's that big clump in the bed?" Jazz stuffed his hand in the covers and flattened out Sasha.
"Lump? What lump? Ha! I get it; it's another one of your crazy jokes because there is clearly no lump. Ha, my sister must be crazy Doc. because she keeps going on about a lump under my bed, hehe." Lori stared at Jazz.
"You got something under there alright, let's see it!"
"Ha, there she goes again!" jazz said trying to cover up Sasha.
"Really Lori, there is nothing under my-"
Sasha sneezed
"Oh my god! Is that a Eva?" she chuckled.
"No, Lori you don't understand." Lori threw the covers of the bed and gasped.
"It's Sasha?" she gasped. She glared at jazz and smacked him on the head.
"What about ratchet? What about Eva?" she hit him again.
"You're a jerk!"
"Lori, NOTHING HAPPENED! Sasha was about to go anyway…"
"No, your not getting away just like that, I'm telling Eva! If nothing happened then it wouldn't bother her."
"LORI!" Lori ignored Jazz
"Damn!"
"Sorry Jazz" Sasha said.
"It's alright. Eva will understand."
"Ok, I'll go back home now. I think dad will be ok by now." Sasha got fully dressed and headed towards the door.
"Sasha, anytime something happens, you're always welcome here."
"…Thanks…"
Thanks for reading. Anyone who wants to see a pic of jazz and his gang can go to my profile! I got a link.