you saved me

*later that night*
*Jessy's POV*
I don't know how long it's been since Zack fell asleep, but I haven't stopped staring at him since he did. My day dreaming was abruptly stopped by a loud noise downstairs. I listened closley, expecting to hear nothing, but the noise came again. "Zack," I whispered frantically as I shook him. His green eyes opened slowley, "what's wrong baby?" He asked sleepily. "It sounds like there's someone downstairs," as I spoke the noise began to grow louder, "I'm going to go check it out. Do yoy have a baseball bat up here or something?" "Why would I have a baseball bat?" He mumbled as he got out of bed. "I believe the correct question is why do you not have a baseball bat." I replied as I also got out of the bed.
"Listen Jess I'm sure a baseball bat isn't necessary," after he finished his sentence the yelling started. "I know you're home Jessica!" I froze, it couldn't be him. The voice came again, "c'mon Jess, let me in!" "How the hell did he find me?" I asked as I snatched my knife off the night stand. "Hey Jess calm down!" Zack pleaded. "No! This asshole is gonna pay!" I said as I started out of the room. "Jess!" He said as he grabbed my arm, "let me try talking to him man to man."
*Zack's POV*
Jessy stood glaring at me for a few seconds. "Come on baby, just let me do this." She sighed and stepped aside to let me pass, "fine, but I'm staying close." "Just please stay out of sight. I don't want you to get hurt." By this point we were downstairs. I instructed Jessy to stay in the living room in the dark.
I opened the door to find Will leaning on the door frame to support himself. "Who the hell are you?" He slurred. "I'm Zack, Jessy's boyfriend." I replied calmly. "What the hell do you mean Jessy's boyfriend? She'd never get over me this quick! She loves me!" His breath reaked of alcohol. "I'm sorry to be the one to break this to you. Now would you please leave my house?" "Not without her!" He shouted as he shoved past me.
*Jessy's POV*
I clenched my knife tightly as I wathced the scene infront of me. Will kept shoving Zack and everytime Zack responded Will shouted louder. Finally he shoved Zack and knocked him to the ground. Time to step up.
I slithered from my spot in the shadows. "Out of my house," I growled as I pointed towards the door with my knife. "C'mon baby let's go home," Will pleaded. "Don't you fucking dare call me baby. Get out of my house! I am home!" I responded quietly as my anger to increase. "Home? With this loser!" He shouted as he kicked Zack in the ribs, "he can't protect you!" He kicked him in the ribs again. "I can protect you!" He began to kick Zack in the ribs repeatidly.
"Protect me? You can't even take me in a fight!" I shouted, knowing it would turn his attention from Zack. "Can't take you in a fight?" He repeated as he stepped over Zack and closed the space between us. "Damn right you can't!" I shouted. I grabbed the collar of his shirt, "now, you can leave my house with dignaty. Or I can throw your unconsious ass out the door when I'm done with you. Which would you perfer?"
He started to slowley back away from me. "What's wrong tough guy?" I shouted into his face, "you scared of a girl? C'mon," I said as I let go of his collar and shoved him, "hit me bitch!" He turned and ran out the door. "And don't you ever fucking come back here!"
Once I knew he was gone I turned my attention to Zack. He was clenching his side. I quickly dropped to my knees beside him. "Jess...." he croaked weakly. "Shh, don't try to talk." I instructed him, "I'm going to ask you yes and no questions and I just want you to move your head to answer. Other than that try not to move unless I tell you to. Okay?" He nodded. "Good. Now does anything other than your ribs hurt." He shook his head. "Okay that's good. I need you to move your hands away from your ribs for me." He did as I said.
A dark bruise was already beginning to appear on his side. "Okay babe this is going to hurt but I need to figure out if any of your ribs are broken. I need you to put your left arm above your head for me." He winced as he did as I said. "Good. Now This is the part that really hurts. Here," I reached my right hand accross and grabbed his other hand, "squeaze my hand when it hurts." He gripped my hand tightly in fear.
I started with my left hand at his armpit and moved it down bit by bit, feeling for abnormalities. "Okay," I said once I reached the bottom of his ribcage, "you seem to have three, maybe four, broken ribs. I can either take you to the hospital and they can tell you for sure how many you broke and give you something for pain or you can just stay here and I'll wrap you up. Either way you won't get much sleep tonight."
"I don't need to go to the hospital," Zack mumbled. I sighed, "I had a feeling you'd say that. Do you have any ace bandages?" He nodded, "in the closet in the bathroom. Bottom shelf." "Be right back, don't move." I said as I stood up.
It wasn't long before I returned to him. I grabbed an ice pack from the freezer and drug a chair over to him. I hooked under his arms, hauled him to his feet and set him on the chair. "I know it'll hurt but I need you to sit up straight with your hands ontop of your head." He followed my instructions once again without question.
I wrapped the bandage tightly around him to hold the ice pack in place. "Let me get you something to take for pain then I'll help you to the couch." I explained. "The couch?" He echoed in a confused tone. "Yes. The couch," I said as I returned with the pills and a glass of water, "you can't get up the stairs right now." He swallowed the pills without protest. "C'mon," I said as I held out a hand to help him up. He took it and we stumbled to the couch together. Once he laid down I pulled a recliner over beside the couch. "Do you want the TV on baby?" I asked. "No, I'm pretty tired. You don't have to stay with me you know." He said. "It's fine. Now go to sleep and if you need anything you wake me up. Okay?" "Okay," he yawned. It wasn't long until he was asleep. Once he was asleep I finally allowed myself to relax and surrender my own tirdness.

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