Part 20: Taking what's mine.

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Riley's POV

I'm speeding down the highway. How dare that little Irishman take my love from me. I was going to treat him right. I was going to kiss him. I was going to touch him. I was going to love him. I spot the man's car. I follow him once more.

Jack's POV

I'm blasting music in my car as I pull up into my neighborhood. I drive around for a while, getting closer to my house, and I notice a familiar car tailing me, except I don't exactly remember why it seems familiar... I pay no mind to it and decide to go a different route home. After a few minutes, the car is still following me. He speeds up to get in front of me. I think to myself Well that must be the end of it-

I was wrong.

He brakes suddenly, and I'm forced to do the same. I lock my car doors as a man steps out of his car.

The man that tried to take (Y/N).

I take my seatbelt off and pull out my phone. I start dialing 911 as he starts yelling and banging on my windows. I move to the passenger seat as the man continues banging on the driver's side window. It starts to crack.

Your POV

Mark gets off of me. "I'll see you in like, half an hour alright?" I nod as I also start to get up. "T-that's fine." He smiles and kisses me on the cheek. "I love you" he says, his deep voice making me blush. "I-i love you t-too." And with that, he starts to get dressed. He grabs his keys and leaves the house, leaving me alone with Chica.

Mark's POV

After I grab everything I need, I pay and leave the store. It's been only about 25 minutes, and I should get back home soon. I get into my car and pull out my phone to text (Y/N).

I have eleven missed calls from Seán.

I tap on his name and put my phone on speaker.

Ring... Ring... Ring... "is this Mark?"

"Y-yeah, who's this? Everything alright?"

"No Mark, I'm Seán's Doctor. He's at the hospital.

A wave of anxiety washes over me.

"W-what?! Why?! Is he alright?!"

"Seán was beaten, badly. He's being taken care of right now."

Anxiety turns to anger and worry.

"And he would've been raped too if no one was around to fend off his attacker."

"W-which hospital?"

"Saint M-maryland's."

"I'm on my way."

I hang up and put my seatbelt on.

I text (Y/N).

M: Babe, I'm gonna take a bit longer to get home

Y: Oh, that's alright, what happened?

M: I'm going to the hospital. It's Jack.

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