Vanessa's Point of View:

When I saw Jason kissing that girl about a week ago, all I wanted was to cry and smash her face. I noticed that I've gotten stronger since being with Jason. I would usually have just gone home if that situation ever happened to me. I wouldn't have even been in a club on a school night in the first place. Not to mention a 21+ club. What have Jason turned me into?

"Baby, what's for homework?" Jason snapped me out of my thoughts and back into our phone conversation.

"Uhh. Science, Spanish and that's all." I replied.

"I finished those. Good."

"Haha. I have to do those. Talk to you tomorrow?"

"Alright, sweet dreams, V."

"Good night, babe."

"I love you."

"Love you too."

After I hung up I fell back on my bed. Jason. He was slowly becoming everything to me. He hasn't cheated on me for all I know. But I could always be wrong. He's super sweet toward me. He would text me good night or good morning daily. Unless we just talked on the phone like that.

"VANESSA!" I heard my mom's voice from downstairs.

"Yeah?" I replied at the top of the staircase.

"I forgot to tell you but you have mail."

"Huh? Where is it?"

"Here." She threw me a package wrapped in brown paper with tape around it. No return address.

"Thanks." I replied and I walked back into my room.

I sat down on my bed and stared at it for a minute. Who would send me a package? Dad, maybe? No, he couldn't have known where we moved to. One way to find out what's inside. Open it, obviously. I grabbed on one side and started to tear the paper from the box inside. When I opened it, inside all that paper was a simple tan colored box. What the hell? I lifted the lid of the box and inside I found a letter and something round wrapped in a whole lot of pink tissue paper that I couldn't even tell what was inside. I opened the paper to find a printed up letter.

"Dear whore,

Remember me? Well maybe if you look at the picture you will.-" I looked down and searched around for a picture. There it was! Wow. It was a picture of that rocker girl from the club, kissing Jason, ON HIS FUCKING LAP!

"-Yeah, well you know what? He'll be mine. You're too ugly for him. Plus I know you're not all pure. I heard my brother played around with you, slut. So back the fuck off of Jason or you and your mom will get it."

I dropped the letter out of shock. Then I immediately picked up the thing wrapped in tissue paper and ripped the paper off. Inside was a vibrator. The same one that Cole used on me I'm guessing. Whoa! They're family? What a horrible family.

I was so scared. For me and my mom. The fuck is up with this town? I quickly packed everything up and stuffed it under my bed, everything except the picture. I put that in my wallet. It wasn't such a big picture. That night I barely got any sleep. I spent most of the night making up scenarios in my head about what could possibly happen to my mom if I kept dating Jason. And how he was kissing her. That picture felt like it was printed in my head now. It was all I could see. I cried myself to sleep that night.

I woke up and felt like crap. Probably from all that crying. I got dressed in sweat pants and my hair was tied up. I didn't put on any makeup. I also slept in a little due to the lack of sleep from the night before. I wanted to slam my head against my locker when I got to it.

"Hey. I wanted to give you a ride this morning, you didn't reply to my text or call." Jason wrapped his arms around me from behind.

"Really? Oh well then." I said coldly while reaching for my books.

"Yeah… Bad morning?"

"No, this morning's been decent. Bad last night." I corrected him.

"Why? What happened? You seem fine when we were on the phone."

"Nothin important. Jason, look. I wanna break up." I faced him as I said this.

I saw his eyes go wide and his mouth opened but no words came out. He closed it and took a few seconds to think about what I just said.

"What? Why?" He asked.

"Because of this!" I pulled the picture out and slapped it onto his chest before walking off to class.

"VANESSA! Come with me!" Jason dragged my arm to follow him in his direction.

"Jason! Let go! I have to get to class!" I tried pulling back but his grip was too strong.

We reached the boys' washroom.

"The fuck. I'll get in shit if anyone sees me in here!" I hissed at him.

"Then shut up and let me talk."

I dropped my books in my hands on the countertop and sat on it to show him that I was listening.

"First, I don't even know her. Second. This picture is true, I'm not lying, but I thought she was you! I swear to God! I was a little drunk. Third, If I ever see this girl in the streets, I'm going to beat her ass. I don't give a shit if she's a girl. If she made my girlfriend mad and sad then she's getting it good."

"Jason-"

"I'm not done. How did you even get this picture?"

"She sent it to me…"

"Oh God. Don't tell me she threatened you too?"

I didn't say anything. I just looked away from him.

"V." Jason's fingertips was at my chin and pulled my face back to look at him.

"I love you. I'm not joking. I seriously love you. I'm crazy for you. There is nothing on this earth that can keep me away from you." He stared at me straight in the eyes as he said this.

I didn't know what to say. Of course I was crazy for this boy too, just… My mom. I sat there and bit my bottom lip as Jason stood in front of me.

"V, do you love me?"

I nodded my head at this.

"Do you trust me?"

I gave this a thought and nodded my head yes.

"Then trust me that I can keep you safe. I'm not letting anyone touch a single hair on your head."

"Jason… It's not just me."

"Who else then?"

"My mom…"

"I'll keep her safe too."

"Jason…"

"No, don't you "Jason" me. You are my girlfriend. It's my job as your boyfriend to make you feel safe and comfortable and most of all, loved when you are with me."

I nodded my head at last agreeing with him. There's no point in arguing with Jason, he always wins. He pecked me quickly on my lips before we got off and walked to class.