Disclaimer: Disney owns Bonnie Rockwaller. I'm using her for this fic. I'm sorry for the way I'm going to treat her in this story. But remember that she has a happy ending. This is a prequel to my VAPT stories. Enough talk, now on with the story.

If he loves me? Then why does he hurt me?

Chapter 3.

"Hell-hello, Stoppable residence." Said a groggy Ron as he picked up the phone. He waited for several moments until he heard a click on the other end. "I wonder what that was about? Oh well." Ron said as he fell back asleep.

Bonnie tried to call Ron several times during the past couple of months. But hearing his voice made her want to cry again. She wanted to tell him about Ronnie. Wanted to tell him how sorry she was for ruining his life. But knowing that if Jason found out that she tried to call him. She'd be in worse pain than she already is.

It was the fourth month of their relationship. Jason had been beating her regularly every Thursday that they shared off. She had became accustomed to hiding the bruises that it had became a part of her makeup routine. As long as Ronnie never gets hurt. It's all right. I deserve everything that I get. I'm nothing. She never knew what triggered the rage from him. But she obeyed everything that he said and told her.

"You're nothing. How can you call yourself a woman when the father of your bastard just throws you away." He yelled at her one night. After striking her in the face several times she responded through the haze of pain.

"She's not a bastard. Ron's the father." Hearing his name ignited a rage in Jason that nearly hospitalized her. She felt one of her ribs crack as she was hit with a table lamp several times. Her tears brought a evil smile upon his face.

"Aww is my little punching bag crying. Ron will never know about her. Because her mommy is such a little slut." The last blow delivered by Jason sent Bonnie reeling. She slumped to her knees and sobbed until she fell asleep.

The next day at work, one of her co workers came up to her. "Bonnie, did he hit you again?" Asked Betty.

"I just fell again. I'm so clumsy." Said Bonnie as she hated herself for lying. The shift ended and she headed home. Knowing that she should get out of her relationship with him but not knowing how, she felt like the world was just going to eat her up.

Getting home she heard the sound of her worst fears. Ronnie was screaming her head off in sheer pain. Rushing in to find her child with a split lip she nearly lost it. Jason started to yell at her. "Shut that fucking brat up! I'll kill it I swear." Out of nowhere Bonnie kicked him so hard in the crotch that he fell to his knees. She started hitting him in the back of the head with several hammer strikes. All the rage of the past several months just came to her at once. Seeing the love of her life in such pain had finally turned her around. She was worth something. She was everything to that little girl and she had let her down. Going to the hardware drawer in the kitchen, Bonnie pulled out a hammer. Jason was just getting up from his beating. All she could see was red in his eyes. "Give me that fucking hammer now!" He yelled making angry gestures at her.

"You want it you mother fucker. Take IT!" she yelled as she cracked him across the jaw. He steped back several times until she struck him again. The blow to the temple made his eyes roll into the back of his head. Breathing ragged, he passed out.

Bonnie did the only thing that she could think to do in that state. She called the police. After telling the dispatcher everything a patrol unit came to the place. Bonnie was brought in for questioning and an exam while Ronnie bounced on her Knee. "Mommy no cry." Was what the child said as Bonnie answered the last question.

Leaving the station she saw him in cuffs. "You think you're safe do you? When they let me out you're dead. You're family's dead. And your fucking little Ronnie is dead!" Jason yelled with such venom. The officer that was holding him struck him in the head with his club.

"You are the worst kind of people on the planet. I'm going to make sure that the people I know on the inside know what kind of person you are. And knowing them, you won't last a month." That statement brought a smile on Bonnie's face.

Author's note. One more chapter to this one. It's going to be Jason's trial. I feel that stretching a story like this is just wrong. So this is going to be the shortest of my series. But just wait now that I'm going to be done with this one. I can start to focus on my extended editions. Thanks for reading

Erik