Louisville Slugger

I arrive at Zacky’s around midnight. I walk up to his front door, praying he’s around or atleast up. Before I can even pound on his door, the door opens and reveals a worried looking Zacky with his car keys in hand. When he sees me, his worried look intensifies.

“Lexi, what are you doing here?” He asks, ushering me inside. When I get into the light, his worried look turns to a look of pure anger. “Did that fucker do that to your face?” He gently touches the black and blue mark around my eye, causing me to flinch at his touch. “I knew something wasn’t right, you were ignoring my text messages all day and you weren’t calling me back. Then finally the calls went straight to voicemail. I was seriously about to just jump into my car and drive up there.”

“I’m sorry.” I manage to say before I break down crying. Zacky instantly pulls me into a hug and just rubs my back as I cry into his chest. He doesn’t say anything, just stands there comforting me with a hug. “I don’t know what to do anymore. He’s made my life a living hell.”

“How long has this been going on?” He asks. “How long has this fucker been able to hurt you?”

“Since high school.” I reply in a small voice. “He didn’t even stop when I was pregnant. He was the reason I had a miscarriage. I didn’t just lose the baby, I had the living shit beat out of me.” Zacky pulls away from me and looks at the black and blue mark on my eye. I can see his green eyes darken in anger and I know exactly what he’s thinking. “Zack, no. He’s not worth it.”

“Give me one good fucking reason why I shouldn’t go down there and beat the fucker with a baseball bat?”

“Because I’m not allowing you to go to jail for me, for starters!” I exclaim. “And Trey is fucking scary and wouldn’t think twice before killing you. I can’t lose you to jail or to a grave. Zacky, if you loved me; you wouldn’t go after him.”

He looks at me, conflicted, but he sighs and just pulls me into another hug. “He doesn’t deserve to breathe for the shit he’s done to you. He can’t blame being deployed; he’s just a fucking prick.”

“I know that now.” I sigh, causing Zacky to push away again, this time a frown is on his lips

“Come on, let’s get you to bed.” He says. “It looks like you need it.”

“Can you stay with me?” I ask him. “I really don’t want to be alone right now.”

“Anything for you.” He smiles before putting an arm around my shoulder. “Come on, let’s head to my room. You really look like you need to sleep.”

“Thanks, Zacky.” I force a smile on my lips. “For everything…”

Notes

short update