Late Night's Lead To... -P13

I obviously woke up on the wrong side of the couch today, since I'm intent on being evil to this girl. She did call me a perv and through hot coffee in my face before she said no… So I see no reason to be nice. But isn't that my M.O, to be the nice guy?

"Haven't you seen enough drama for one night, Tye? The girl seems to be a bit pushy, but if you really don't like her just tell her no." And that's always worked so well for me in the past. "Besides, I should really be getting to school anyway and I need to pick up some clothes from…my apartment… I can't be late for class." Oh man, that's right, her boyfriend. Now that's a much bigger issue.

"Your boyfriends there, isn't he? He doesn't seem like the kind of guy, you'd really want to mess with." Hell yeah that's right. "But I'll take you over to get them, you shouldn't go alone."

"No! I can take care of myself!" Jeez, okay. Pushed a button there, but this is reality and I can't let her go home to someone like that. That would be stupid. I can worry about, Caysee, later.

"You aren't going back alone. I'm not giving you a choice here. You aren't and that's it." I finally broke that passive streak. This was more serious than a simple argument between a girlfriend and her boyfriend. She left way too much out about him. All she said was that he, quote-unquote, 'threw her out of her house', which, in itself, is complete insanity. No man should ever put his hands one another woman. There's no excuse for it, but now she wants to go back and the look in her eyes says she doesn't think she has a choice.

She got up and ran to my room and came back out within two minutes, fully clothed and running to the door. I ran up and grabbed her. "Where the hell do think your going?! This is crazy!" She could see it on my face that I was pissed and worried. I was. I really was. "Just stop and think about this." She pulled away and opened the door. I slammed it shut.

"What are you doing? You don't even know me. I'm going and that's it, okay?" It wasn't! Damn, it wasn't. She knew it and I knew it. Something about all this…it's too crazy for me to handle.

"I…I don't know exactly. I don't know what he did to you, but you can't go back. I'm not gonna let you!" She pushed me back and walked to the couch. She put her head in her hands and started crying. This is too much. What's going on? I stood behind the couch and put my hands on her shoulders. She flinched. Really hard. Like I'd heart her.

"What'd I do?" She looked up me and frowned. There was something so wrong with that picture. Just the pure look. She got up and walked over to me. "What's wrong with you?"
She looked down, staring down at the floor. She pulled back the collar to her blouse and under it were bruises. A lot of them. Most of them were new, but when I really looked, a few were older. From at least a week ago or possibly more.

"I don't think it matters, Tye. It just doesn't." I couldn't believe what I just saw. He really was abusing her and she was numb to it. I knew, instantly, that this had been going on for more than just a week or two. Now I was mad. I felt like I really knew this girl. Not for that long, but long enough to know that I couldn't just let this girl go back to this douche. What kind of guy would I be if I just let her go? "I'll be fine, just worry about yourself…" I couldn't stop her. As much as I wanted to, I couldn't. She left and I stood there, just frozen.

"Wait…NO! I can't let her do this!" I pulled on the first pair of jeans I saw in my room, threw on a t-shirt and bolted for the door. On the way out I her my phone go off and go straight to voicemail.

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Beep-


"Hi it's Caysee; sorry to bother you again babe, but I just wanted to tell you I'm on my way over to your place. See you soon, bye!"

I'll deal with her later…