Last Chapter: "Jackie let's go." I said pulling my keys out of my pocket. She slipped off the hood with Donna and jumped into the passenger seat. I started the car and pulled away. We had half an hour until her father arrived.
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I turned the heater up higher, but it was still freezing cold. I hated winter. It killed everything and only made you buy government clothes to stay warm. The killing white flakes were falling on my car, making it somewhat tough to see where I was going. I heard a sigh beside me, and I quickly glanced Jackie's way. "What?" I asked. She didn't answer and took a deep breath before saying, "I love winter." Great! I've always wanted to be driving with a person who loved what I hated. My dream comes true!! "Why?" I sounded cynical. Then again I was. "I love the smell, the feel, and how it's like a fresh start." She sighed again and snuggled in to her seat. I still had no idea why winter was her favorite season.
With the snow coming down as hard as it was, there were a lot of people pulled along side the road watching it. They're wasting their lives. "Steven, I think that man needs help." Jackie said pointing to a younger man trying to push his car. "So?" I asked. I was not in a good mood for some reason. "Help him." She said louder. "I am not going to pull over and help someone I don't know for no reason." I shouted. That was not something I did. "Please." She whispered sounding heart broken. I let out a deep breath and swerved over to the side of the road. Rolling down my window I stuck my head out. "Hey you need help?' I yelled. He looked at me for a second and nodded motioning with his hands for me to come over. "You stay here and keep warm," I sneered. Jackie gave me a kiss on the cheek and turned the heater all the way up.
I slowly trudged over to the man, who I noticed looked like he was in his early twenties. "Hey thanks man." He said. "Whatever." Apparently his car had gone off road and dug itself in a snow bank. For the next five minutes I helped him push it out. I hated doing it. I would never do it again. Never. I shook his hand and prepared to leave. "Who's with you in the car?' He asked, waving to Jackie. She waved back enthusiastically. "No one." I stated. I just wanted to leave. "That your girl?" he asked again. Jesus they never stop. "Yeah, sure." I just wanted to leave. "Damn she's hot." His voice got all low and gross. I hated him with a passion. "She should be. She has the heater all the way up." I had an edge in my voice as I walked back over to my car and got in. "That was a nice thing Steven." Jackie said kissing my cheek. "Yeah, yeah. Never mention it again." I warned. She did a cross your heart motion that I smirked at.
We arrived at Jackie's house with fifteen minutes to spare until her father arrived. I got out of my side and started walking up the walkway. Jackie got out a while after I did and slammed my door. "Fine! Don't be a gentlemen and open the door for me." She huffed. "Okay." I said. She was angry but I knew it wouldn't last long. She was just nervous with her father coming home. Jackie was also scared about Wyatt coming back with him. I already hated the guy and I haven't met him. I bet he's a cool, but has some anger issues. I opened the door and kept walking until I got to the den where I sat down in a chair and propped my feet up on a foot-proper. It had another name but I forgot it. Jackie walked right by me on her way to her room. I watched her leave and then I went to get myself a drink.
She came back down five minutes later with one of her shirts on and a fresh pair of jeans. Her hair was also pulled up into a ponytail. Jackie seemed really anxious. I laughed as I watched her busy herself in the kitchen trying to pass the time. "What?" She asked as I was handed a coaster to set my drink on. "You're acting like Mrs. Foreman." I laughed at the expression on her face. She was mortified. "How can you say that?" She shrieked. This girl could make me laugh. "You're just so nervous and when Mrs. Foreman is nervous, she busies herself in the kitchen." I explained. She thought about it for a minute and was about to respond, but the front door opened and a loud low voice yelled out Jackie's name. She quickly kissed me and pulled me out of my chair. "Be nice." She mouthed as I was dragged behind her.
Her father was a tall man with slightly graying hair and a deep voice that filled a room. Jackie walked up to him cautiously and gave him a small tentative hug. She didn't seem that excited. "I've missed you." He said is his deep voice and then patted her on the back. I knew right then that their relationship what not one that was prized and cherished. "And who are you?" He asked turning to me. "That's Steven. Daddy, he's my boyfriend." Jackie said happily. "Well, not really boyfriend as much as a guy friend." I responded sounding stupid. This was not a man you wanted to have against you. Being mayor and very tall made him intimidating, and with a deep voice it was like he should have been in a movie. He studied me for a second before reaching out to shake my hand. I grasped it and we roughly shook up and down. Almost as awkward as Jackie and her father 'hugging.' She was standing by my side with her hand in mine when we heard another voice outside. "Sir, the car leaves in ten minutes." The voice yelled out. Her hand immediately clutched mine tighter and her breath caught in her throat. I knew right then that the blonde man that entered the door was Wyatt; my girlfriend's abuser.