It's been almost a month since Jessimae and Roman's Murder House experience, and neither of them have stepped a foot near that house, since. Roman continues his ease towards Jessimae's heart at school as Jessimae continues her ignorance towards Jon. What a confusing three and a half weeks it has been for that girl. She likes Roman, and she can tell Roman likes her, but at the same time, she also feels her heart pushing towards Jon's. However, on a scale of one to ten, Jon wasn't even close to Roman, but there was something about him that she liked and just didn't understand. All this has been jumbling through her mind as she makes her short walk to homeroom. AJ was sick and couldn't be at school today, and Brianna's homeroom was on the other side of the school, so Jessimae was on her own this morning. "Hey good looking!" a voice said behind her. "Hi Jon." She replied without having to even look. "Ouch, those scratches on your neck look painful. How'd that happen?" he asked, feeling her neck. Jessimae thought she did a good job covering her neck with her hair, but it was quite obvious that Jon had eyes like a hawk. "Oh, my cat scratched me." She fake chuckled. "Mean cat." He mumbled, of course, not believing her. "So what are you doing tonight?" he asked. "Homework." She replied. "C'mon, homework's for losers. Come over to my place." He offered. "I think I'd rather do homework all night." She chuckled. "You'll change your mind, cutie." He smirked, and walked off. "What a fucking odd kid." She whispered to herself, and walked into homeroom.

The bell rang as Jessimae sat in her seat trying to put makeup over her scratches when she saw Roman walk in. She hurriedly put her mirror in her book bag and picked up the magazine she was reading. "Hey Jessimae." He smiled, scooting his desk closer to hers like he does every day. It flattered the hell out of her that he didn't mind being so close to her. "Hi Roman. How are you?" she asked. "Even better now." He smirked. Jessimae cracked a smile when he made that comment and the fact that she could feel his eyes on her the whole time she was digging in her bag. *This has to be a dream.* she thought to herself. "So what are you doing after school?" he asked. "Nothing. Why?" she smiled. *Wait…I already told Jon I'm doing homework tonight. Even though I like Roman…That's still not very fair…I guess I could hang out with Jon tomorrow.* She ranted in her head. "Wait, say that again?" Jessimae said to Roman. She hadn't even realized that the entire time she was ranting in her head that Roman was talking to her. He just looked at her and laughed. Everything this girl did he thought was just so cute. "I said how would you like to hang out with me tonight? I don't have practice and I don't feel like sitting at home." He offered. "Me? You're not going to try to hang out with one of your cool friends?" she laughed, earning one from him as well. "What are you talking about? You are one of my cool friends." He stated, making her blush. "C'mon, I want to take you out." He smiled. Jessimae shot her eyes over to him. "Take me out?...Like, on a date?" she smirked. "Like, on a date." He chuckled, nodding his head in the process. Jessimae felt like she was on cloud 9 right now. Roman Reigns just asked her on a date and it literally took her a few minutes to process that this wasn't a dream. "I would love that, Roman." She smiled. "Awesome. Murder House it is!" he laughed. "What?!" she shot, wide eyed. "I'm kidding, Jessimae." He laughed. Jessimae jokingly rolled her eyes and lightly hit his chest. "That's not funny, Roman." The bell rang interrupting her and Roman's funny moment and the class started to pour out for first period. That was when Jessimae sprung a thought and decided to go see if Jon was at his usual 'first period spot'. "Hey, I'll pick you up at seven, is that okay?" Roman asked. "Seven's perfect." She smiled. "Great, see ya tonight." He smirked, rubbing her chin with his thumb.

Jessimae walked down the steps that were above Jon's hiding spot and was hoping that she wouldn't spot Saraya under there with him. "Jon?" she whispered into the dark staircase. "Jon?" she repeated. "What's up, cutie?" a voice said behind her making her jump out of her skin. "Jesus Christ, Jon! You scared the shit out of me!" she chuckled. "Finally came looking for me, huh?" he smiled. "I was wanted to ask you something." She stated. "Well come into my cave and we'll talk." He said, crawling under the steps. She followed him and sat close next to him so nobody will see them if they walk past. "I was wondering if you wanted to hang out with me tomorrow?" she came right out and asked. "Really? Now that I didn't see coming." he smirked. "Well you want to or not?" she chuckled. He pulled out his joint an lit it while he pretended to think about it. "Sure, why not?" he finally answered. Jessimae stood up and put her book bag back on. "Cool. I'll see ya later." She said. "You don't want to stay here with me?" he spoke up. "Jon I have to get to class." He exhaled his pot smoke and chuckled. "Jessimae, you're already almost ten minutes late. Just stay here." He stated. Jessimae looked down at him and sighed. She sort of wanted to stay, but she sort of didn't, but hey, why not. He was right. "Fine." She smirked, and sat back next to him. "When we hang out tomorrow, meet me at the street corner in front of the deli, okay?" he said. "You got it." She replied, lighting up a cigarette. "You don't like my pot?" he laughed. "That shit almost killed me." She replied, denying his pass to her. "You want to try pussy pot smoking again?" he asked. "No thanks. I'm a cigarette girl." Jon looked at her and smirked. He liked her sassiness and the challenge she put on. There was something about girls that put on this attitude act that he really liked. Why doesn't Sami or Scotty hang out with you down here?" she asked. "Well, beings that Adeline is in Sami's first period and Brianna is in Scotty's first period…I get shit on." He laughed. "I got something that I want you to try." He brought up out of nowhere. "Oh Jesus, take the damn wheel!" she joked as he dug in his bag. Jon turned back to her and had a pill in his hand and Jessimae got wide eyed. "Jon…Are you fucking kidding me?!" she asked. "Take it." He said. "I'M NOT TAKING THAT! ARE YOU OUT OF YOUR FUCKING MIND!?" she shouted. "Shhhhhh! It's okay, Jessimae. It's Oxy, it won't hurt you. It's a relaxation pill that will make you feel really, really good." He explained. "It doesn't get you high?" she asked. "No, it just relaxes you. Scotty tried it yesterday." He said. Jessimae stared at the Oxy in his hand and took a few deep breaths before taking it into her own grasp. "Are you taking it too?" she asked him, feeling nervous. Jon looked at her and held up one for him as well. She felt scared as hell about taking this and really didn't want to, but at the same time she thought about everything that she goes through daily and, well, she could use a bit of relaxation in her life. Not to mention, Jon did say that her problem was that she didn't try anything new or adventurous. Jessimae popped the pill and drank some water and waited for the relaxation to kick in. "You feeling it yet?" he asked, just popping the pill himself. "No, not yet. How long does it take?" She asked. "Eh, only about two to three minutes. He replied. After sitting there kind of silent for a few minutes and not really feeling anything, Jessimae, suddenly, began to feel very drowsy and not right. "I don't feel right, Jon." She complained, holding her forehead. "Me neither." He agreed. "Jon what was th…" She began to ask, but slowly drifted off to sleep. Jon started to go to sleep from the pill as well, but right when he felt his eyes closing he felt Jessimae's head hit his shoulder. He looked over and couldn't help but notice how cute she looked when she was sleeping. He still wasn't sure why this relaxation pill did this, but he liked what he saw at that moment, and he laid his head on hers and drifted off as well.

The sound of kids running down the hallway and the bell ringing caused Jessimae to shoot up off of Jon's shoulder and wipe the drool off her lip. She was so confused and her head hurt. Jessimae dug in her bag and pulled her phone out to see that it was three o' clock in the afternoon. She had missed the entire school day by sleeping under the stairs with Jon. "Jon!...Jon!" She yelled, shaking his shoulder to wake him up. Jon slowly opened his eyes to see Jessimae sitting over him with a heated look on her face. "What happened?" He moaned. "You fucking tell me!" she shouted. "Were we asleep?!" he asked as he sat up to reach her level. "Ugh! Let me see the bottle that you got that pill out of!" she shouted, getting extremely frustrated with him. He pulled the bottle out of his book bag and handed it to her to look at. "JON!" she screamed. "What?!" he shouted back, still half asleep. "This isn't oxy, you dumb shit! This is Melatonin! It puts you to sleep!" She panicked. "Are you fucking kidding me?!" Jon snatched the bottle from her and began reading it. "God Jon! Don't you pay attention to anything?!" she yelled, picking up her bag and stomping away from him. Jon sat there and was couldn't deny to himself that he felt kind of hurt. Here was his chance to hang out with this girl again and get to know her more, and hey, maybe get her head off of Roman. Now that same girl was stomping home, furious with him.

Jessimae walked into the bathroom and looked into the mirror and saw her face. There were bags under eyes and they were all red. She tried putting make up on to cover it up, but that wasn't very successful. "Ew! Look at her face! It's uglier than ever!" Ashley laughed to her two friends. "I knew she was a fucking crack head." Kristina teased. With that, the girls left the bathroom and Jessimae was left there to break down in tears. What else was new in that poor girl's life? Suddenly, after about five minutes, Jessimae got it together. She picked her head up, put her shoulders back, wiped her tears away, and realized that she had a date tonight with Roman Reigns. She walked out of the bathroom and who better could she have spotted at that moment; Brianna at her locker. "Hey, walk home with me?" Jessimae asked her. "Of course, doll. I was just about to come look for you….What's up with your face?!" she asked, wide eyed. "I'll tell you later, but what I have to tell you on our way home is SO much more important." Jessimae smiled at her best friend. "You got me all excited now! Let's go bitch!" Brianna laughed, pulling her friends hand.

"Okay, so you're never going to believe this!" Jessimae shouted. "I have an actual date…like, a date tonight with Roman fucking Reigns." Brianna stopped in her tracks and stared dead into her friends eyes. "Are you fucking kidding me?!" She smiled widely and pulled her into a tight hug. "I'm so happy for you Jessimae!" she cheered. "Thank you so much! Words can't explain how excited I am!" Jessimae said. "So what are you guys going to do? Please don't tell me you guys are hitting up the Murder House again?!" Brianna questioned. "Oh God no! Not that fucking hell hole!" she replied. 'You never did tell us about that. So what happened with you two there?" she asked. "Brie…That's a story that'll have to wait until you and AJ are with me." Brianna cocked her eyebrow and was now extremely curious as to what happened at that place with those two. "Well hello my lovely home." Brianna chuckled, walking up her driveway. "Have fun tonight, baby! I mean it!" Brianna shouted. "Thanks Brie! I most definitely will!" she shouted back.

Jessimae stood in front of the long mirror in her bedroom looking at herself. She was wearing chuck taylors, a short black skirt with leggings under them, and knee high black and purple striped socks over the leggings. Along with a 69 Eyes t-shirt on and straight, long, black hair. She continued to look at herself with her eyebrow cocked in confusion. "What the hell does Roman Reigns see in me?! He's a fucking jock!" she shouted to herself. Suddenly, Jessimae heard a soft knock on the door and in came her sister Adeline. "Hey sis." She whispered, closing the door behind her. "Hey Addy. I need to ask you something." Adeline sat on her sister's bed and cuddled with her elephant doll and waited for her to ask. "Um, do you have anything…normal looking that I can borrow for tonight?" Jessimae asked, twiddling her thumbs. Adeline sat up and furrowed her eyebrows. "What's the occasion?" she asked. Jessimae took a deep breath feeling nervous about revealing her special night to her sister. "I sort of um…have a date with Roman tonight." She shyly admitted. Adeline's eyes bulged out of her head in disbelief. "Are you fucking kidding me, Jess?!" she freaked. "I swear to God, yes! And I don't know where we're going or what we're doing and I'm so nervous and I just need your help with what to wear." Jessimae went on. "I got the perfect outfit!" Adeline excitedly said, pulling her sisters arm over to her room to root through there closet.

"I think this will look so cute on you!" Adeline said, putting an outfit up to her sister. "I don't know…that's not me." She moaned. "Alright, then wear these jeans. I know you're not used to tight clothes, but hey, you wanted something normal. Then go get one of your band shirts." Adeline suggested. "That's a good idea! I'll be right back." Jessimae said, leaving the room. She came back five minutes later with her small, black 'I Wrestled a Bear Once' shirt and then put Adeline's faded jeans on. "Okay, now that would look even better with some black ugg boots!" Adeline cheered, grabbing her boots. Jessimae let her long black hair out and kept her dark make up the way it was while she looked at the tight outfit that she was now wearing. "I've never wore anything like this before in my life. It's…weird." Jessimae laughed. Adeline smiled at her sister while she shut her closet door and made her way over to the mirror. "Well, you should start doing this more often because you have a hot, curvy body, Jess." She chuckled. "You think Roman will think it's too much?" she asked. "If he thinks this is too much then he's probably a woman." Adeline joked. Jessimae rolled her eyes and shared a laugh with her sister until her father's voice interrupted, which made Jessimae's heart dropped to her stomach. "Addy, Sami's here…What are you dressed up for?" he asked, when he looked over at Jessimae. "Um…I'm going out tonight." She mumbled. Her dad just looked at her and nodded. Both she and Adeline noticed lately that's he's been acting different…other than the knife incident to her hand, but he just hasn't been an 'everyday abuser' like usual. However, she couldn't be so sure of that yet. "Oh, well…you look…fine." He said, and walked out. Jessimae was stunned at his behavior just now and could do nothing but stare at Adeline in disbelief. It obviously wasn't the nicest thing a father could say to their daughter, but it was a start. "Well, Sami's here so uh…it's time to go back to your room." Adeline winked. "Ew, Addy! That's gross." Jessimae laughed. "Oh hush, you'll be doing it with Roman soon." She retorted. Jessimae turned around completely wide eyed. Not that Adeline said that, but the thought that if she and Roman do go farther with this relationship, then that could very well happen.

It was six-fifty five and Jessimae was growing more and more nervous that Roman was going to be here in five minutes. Her father was walking around the house and that made Jessimae nervous so she decided to go and wait on her front step. It's sad that she feels safer outside than inside her own home. Just as she was about to open the door, her father grabbed her wrist as hard as he could that she felt like her circulation was cutting off immediately. It all made sense when she looked over and saw the beer in his hand. "You're going out with a boy aren't you?!" he asked in the most malicious voice she's ever heard come out of his mouth. "Um…y…yeah." She replied, scared for her life. *Why did I just say that?! Why couldn't I just say that I'm leaving with Brianna and AJ?!* She questioned herself. "Of course, you go out with a boy and you dress like a little fucking slut! Guess what? You're still fucking ugly and it won't make a difference what shit you cake on your face!" he yelled. All Jessimae could think about were two things: She hoped Sami couldn't hear anything from upstairs, and thank god she didn't show Roman where her house was. All he knew is what development she lived in. "DAD STOP!" she finally yelled, and stormed out of the front door. Jessimae ran down the driveway to the entrance of the development only to see Roman standing there by his car. Now it was time for Jessimae to shake what just happened off her shoulders and be happy that Roman was there. "Hey!" she shouted, still holding her wrist to ease the pain. Roman looked at her outfit and was astounded by how much of a nice body she had, but hid it all the time. "You uh…You look really good tonight." He smiled, opening the car door for her. "Thank you." She replied. "So what are we doing tonight?" she asked as she put her feet on the dash as Roman got in the car. "You know the movie Safe Haven?" he asked, while stopping at a stop light. "Yeah, it looks cute." Roman looked over at her and smirked. He couldn't get over how beautiful this girl was to him, and especially with what she was wearing tonight. "Good, because that's what we're going to see." He said. Jessimae got very excited about this, but very nervous at the same time. She wasn't quite an eye catcher for boys so she never really had many intimate moments in her life. It was a romantic movie and there had to be a reason Roman wanted to bring to her to see it. *Does he really like me? He is a jock…maybe he made a stupid bet with his friends and is just trying to have sex with me.* She went on to herself. "You been getting some sleep?" he asked. "Yeah, why?" she returned a question. "Your eyes look dark underneath…I've never noticed it before." He stated. "Oh…um, I was wiped out after school today and took a sleeping pill…I guess my body wanted to sleep longer than I expected." She fake laughed. He looked over at her and noticed how nervous she was and that she was practically gnawing her finger nails off. "Well I'm glad you did wake up." He smiled, trying to cheer her up. She looked over at him and when she caught that cute smile and those amazing grey eyes of his…she was gone. "Me too." She whispered.

"Well, we're here." He said pulling up into the parking lot. "Yay!" she jokingly cheered, opening the door to his car and meeting him on the other side. Roman smiled as she made her way over to him and grabbed to her hand to lace his fingers into as she happily accepted. *This has to be a dream…This has to be a fucking dream!* she said to herself. Hand in hand, Roman and Jessimae walked into the movie theater and patiently waited in line for their tickets. He just could not take his eyes off this girl tonight. All he could think about was *Wow, this girl knows how to impress on a date.* She suddenly felt him bend down to her ear level and hold her hand tighter. "You look so beautiful." He whispered. She looked up at him and blushed like crazy. "Awe thank you. You don't look bad yourself." She whispered back, earning a cute wink from him. Roman bought their tickets and they made their way to their theater number and Jessimae couldn't deny that the dark theater, the romantic movie, and not knowing what Roman had on his mind tonight, was making her the most nervous she's ever felt in her life. "Let's get a seat in the back." He whispered, pulling her hand up the long set of stairs. The theater wasn't too packed, but there was a good amount of couples sitting around for this movie which overwhelmed her a tad bit more. They both sat down as the previews were finally over, and little did Jessimae know is how nervous Roman felt as well. He looked down and saw many of the couples cuddling in their seats, and that made him feel a little uncomfortable so he decided to join in and put his arm around Jessimae. When she felt him pull her in closer to him, she started to feel very nervous. *Oh my god…what am I going to do if he tries to kiss me? What if I reject him without even trying to?* she panicked in her head. "I have to use the bathroom." She whispered, getting up and walking down the steps in somewhat of a hurry. Roman watched her and couldn't help but feel a little relieved himself, because now he had time to get himself together as well. He pulled his phone out and texted his friend Tyler Black.

"Hey man, I need some help from you. Should I try and put the moves on her tonight or should I wait until we go on more dates? I feel like she's really nervous.–Roman"

"If you want to kiss her than you should do it. If she rejects it than that's the worst she'll do. It's not like she'll hate you lol.-Tyler"

"I'll try it, but if she hits me, I'm beating your ass tomorrow. LOL-Roman"

Jessimae made her way into the stall of the restroom and pulled her phone out and texted Brianna for major need of girl talk.

"BRIE! I think Roman wants to kiss me! What do I do?! Please answer!-Jess3"

"OMG! Let him! It's called a DATE Jessimae! Lol Don't be scared, and go for it!-Brianna3"

"Ugh! My fucking hands are sweating! Lol Okay, I'll do it! Thanks love!-Jess3"

"No problem, love! If it happens text me IMMEDIATELY!-Brianna3

Jessimae took a deep breath and fixed her hair and makeup in bathroom mirror. Finally, she had it in her to leave the bathroom and make her way back to Roman. He watched her come back up the theater steps and couldn't take his eyes off her body. *Damn is she knockout.* He thought to himself. When she sat down, she smiled cutely at him as he put his arm back around her and pulled her back into him. Without even realizing it, Jessimae rested her hand on his thigh after he pulled her close to him. Her face got hot and red and she couldn't be more thankful that the theater was too dark for Roman to see. In the movie, the couple had a heated make out scene on the bed and Roman started looking at Jessimae at the corner of his eye. She tried her hardest to not to pay attention to him, but so badly did she want to kiss him like they were doing the movies. This just wasn't her. She wasn't an intimate girl, but at the same time, she knew she had to come out of this shell she was in because she was going to be eighteen soon. As the kiss on screen got more and more heated, she felt Roman's index finger on her chin pulling her face over to his. Her heart felt like it was going to come out of her chest and bounce down the theater steps. Their faces got closer until their noses were touching and they could feel each other's breath washing over their lips. They both took small glances into each other's eyes, and Jessimae cracked a small smirk to him as his lips got closer. Roman was so nervous, but was excited when he felt his lips just millimeters away from hers, until he heard probably the worst thing that he could've heard at that time. "Hey Roman!" Kristina's voice whispered, as she, Maria, and Ashley crowded Roman and shot dirty looks at Jessimae. As Kristina sat on Roman's thigh and started playing with his hair, Jessimae suddenly felt more heated than she had ever felt in her entire life. Even some of the things her father did to her in her past hadn't gotten to her this bad before. "Thanks uh…for tonight, Roman." Jessimae shot, and made her way out of the theater. "Jessimae, wait!" he called out. "SHHHHHH!" some of the people in the theater shouted. "Later loser!" Kristina whispered, rubbing Roman's leg. Out of nowhere, Kristina was pushed to the floor and Roman stood up and made his to the theater steps before he turned around and face the three girls once more. "Why don't you guys just leave her the hell alone!" he whispered loudly, and made his way out of the theater as well. "What the fuck is wrong with him?!" Maria asked. Kristina didn't have any words for her friends. She just stared at the floor with tears welling up in her eyes not believing Roman Reigns just did what he did.

Jessimae was walking up the street in the pouring down rain and breaking down about everything at this point. Not just about what happened in the theater, but everything in life was coming to her surface and she was losing it. "Jessimae!" Roman called out, finally catching up to her. "Roman, please don't. Just leave me alone, please." She said, not even turning around. "Jessimae, this wasn't my fault, please. Just talk to me." He pleaded. "Roman, I know it's not, but I just want to be alone." She replied. "I know, but I don't want you to be alone. I'm really sorry about all that. I really, really wanted this to happen tonight and it was going perfectly. I had no idea they were going to be there!" He stated. She ran her fingers through her wet hair and continued to break down. "I swear I'm not supposed to be happy, Roman. I'm really not!" she sobbed. "C'mon now, don't you think that's a bit much, Jessimae?" he asked, feeling bad for her, but somewhat feeling like she was overreacting. "No, it's not a bit much. Never have I been involved in something where I didn't end up with every bit of bullshit on my fucking shoulders, Roman." She cried. "Jessimae, calm down, please." He whispered standing closer to her. "No, I'm not going to calm down, Roman!" She pushed him around. "Do you see this?!" she yelled, showing him her bruised wrists, and her scratched neck. "You know how all that happened?...My fucking father! He beats me every fucking night, Roman! Since the day my mother died, five years ago, my father has beaten the shit out of me almost every fucking morning, day, an night!" She yelled, crying hysterically. Roman's eyes looked like they were going to come out of his head as he looked at her wounds and back up to her tears covered face. "And the black eye? Yeah, that wasn't from Adeline that was from my father too, and the gash on my hand that you noticed yesterday? That was my dad coming at me with a fucking knife! Roman, I could go on for another year with all this. So no, I wouldn't say that I'm being a bit much!" She shot, looking over her own body. This girl had finally lost it. Roman was at a complete loss for words as his eyes were getting red and watery. With nothing to say, he made his way over to Jessimae and pulled her into the tightest hug that he could possibly give a person. She returned the hug and buried her tear, and makeup covered face into his chest. "I'm so sorry, Jessimae." He whispered, rubbing her wet hair down and kissing the top of her head. "I've never had anyone that truly cared about me Roman. The only people that I ever had were my mom, Addy, AJ and Brianna. Maybe I'm selfish, but I just never feel like that's enough. My mom's gone, Addy, AJ, and Brianna are going to move on soon because we all have to grow up at some point. I just feel more lost than ever lately. I don't mean to sound dramatic, but I really can't remember the last time I was happy." She cried into his broad chest. Roman pulled himself away from her and used his thumbs to wipe away her smeared makeup as she cried. As sad as he felt for this girl, he forced a smirk on his face and cupped her face with both his hands as he slowly leaned into the sad girl and locked his lips against hers. She couldn't believe this was happening and it felt so surreal. His soft lips moving against hers was truly calming her down and steadying her nerves. There were no tongues involved in their kiss, just lips slowly working together for about two to three minutes until he pulled away and rested his forehead against hers. He laced his fingers into hers and looked deep into her eyes and whispered: "You have me, Jessimae." She smiled back up at him, and gave him one more little kiss in which he happily accepted. "Thank you, Roman." She whispered. "C'mon, let's get out of this rain." He said.

The ride home was fairly quiet between Roman and Jessimae. She was completely embarrassed at what she revealed to him about her father. Her two best friends in the whole world didn't even know about her horrible home treatment. "I didn't mean that." She mumbled, leaning her head on his car window watching the rain drops flow down. "What do you mean?" he asked. "To tell you all that…about my father. It was the heat of the moment and I was really upset and angry about everything." She continued. "Well, I'm glad you did. And I'm really sorry, Jessimae." He said taking her hand into his and holding it tightly. "By the way, I don't want you going back to that house." He said sternly. She looked over at him and cocked her eyebrow. "What do you mean?" she asked. "Your house. I'm not dropping you off there knowing what's going to happen as soon as you shut that door." He stated. "Where would I go, Roman? I can't just get away from him." She mumbled. "We'll figure something out, but you're not going back there." Jessimae deeply sighed and continued to look out the window. "Just take me home, Roman. I'll be fine. It's nothing I'm not used to by now." She said. He shot his head over to her and got wide eyed. "Are you kidding me?" he asked. "Roman, thank you for caring and wanting to help me, but just take me home. I guarantee you that you'll see me tomorrow at school. I'll be okay." She explained. "Jessimae I don't…" "Roman! I'll be fine. I promise, because he won't do anything to me when Adeline's home." She interrupted and lied. Her father couldn't give two shits if Adeline was home. The man tried beating her while Sami was there! Roman sighed deeply and clenched the steering wheel tighter in anger. Her story really upset him at him at first, but now he was absolutely steaming. Jessimae had no idea how much this kid really liked her, and now he was in complete protective mode.

He pulled up to her development entrance and she looked up the hill at her house in fear. She remembered what happened earlier before she left with Roman, which by the way, her wrist still hurt. "Are you sure? I mean, I really don't want to sound creepy, but you're more than welcome to stay with me." He offered. "Thanks Roman. I really do appreciate it so much, but I'm fine. Really." She smirked. Roman still had her hand in his and rubbed his thumb back and forth on it. He leaned over and planted a sweet kiss to her lips. "I'll see you tomorrow. Maybe I can make up for what happened tonight." He suggested. Jessimae couldn't help but smile widely at this boy and knowing that he is constantly thinking about her. "Okay. That sounds great." She whispered. "Bye Roman." "Bye Jessimae." And with that, she got out of his car and made her way up to her house, now in fear. She slowly opened the door and tip toed to her bedroom. However right before she shut her door it was caught by an angry, beefy hand to slam it right back open. She tried to run out of the room but was caught with that same scary hand around her neck. "Not this fucking time bitch!" he yelled, allowing his booze breath to invade her nostrils. "Dad…please stop!" She yelled while trying to catch her breath at the same time. "Don't act like I'm your fucking father, you stupid cunt!" He growled. Jessimae's face was turning purple from her not being able to breath. "DAD! STOP! GET OFF OF HER!" Adeline screamed, running into her room and pulling his hand off of her neck. Jessimae was practically coughing up a lung as Adeline was getting their dad back in his room to go back to bed. Adeline ran back in to help her sister who sounded like she was dying. "Jessimae are you okay?" she panicked. "GET OUT!" Jessimae screamed with all the anger that she had built up. "GET OUT!" she continued while Adeline did as she commanded. She slammed her door shut and slid down it while she held her throbbing neck. Once again, she began to break down so bad that she didn't even go to bed that night. She cried herself to sleep in that spot in front of her door and had nothing in mind except for suicidal thoughts.