Tutoring my Bully 🌸

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Chapter 8...

I walked into the bar and everyone's eyes were on me. I shrugged it off and searched for Kobe, I found him at the bar, siting on the stool as he chugged down drinks. I went over to him and I saw the bartender.

You; "How many drinks did you give him?"

Bartender; "I don't know, maybe, twenty-five shots."

You; "Twenty-five shots?!"

 Bartender; "I'll admit, it was a bad idea to give him that many."

Kobe; "Give me another."

You; "No, don't you dare!"

Guy; "Damn, you got some guts for a girl. I like it." -he smirked and came closer to me.

You; "Come on, Kobe, let's get out of here."

Guy; "Woah, woah, don't you want to have some fun with me?"

I started to panic that I grabbed Kobe's arm, trying to pull him up, but he didn't move.

You; "Kobe, come on!"

Kobe; "Thirty more minutes."

Guy; "Yeah, just thirty more, babygirl."

I gasped when I felt the guy grope my ass, squeezing it a little. I grabbed his hand and twisted them, pushing him down to the floor. He growled and quickly got up.

Guy; "You fucking bitch!" -he gripped my arm really hard and turned me around to face him. 

You; "Let me go, you asshole!"

I tried my best to get my arm out of his grip but I failed miserably. He then slapped my cheek, right where my stitched wound was. I was scared... really scared. He reminds me of my dad and how he used to treat me. Like if I was some toy of his.

The guy then smirked and dropped me to the floor. I started crying, I don't care if Kobe would notice. I then saw Kobe get up from his stool and he walked to the guy, punching him.

Kobe; "Bastard!"

He got on top of the guy and started punching him nonstop. I was weak but I managed to speak up.

You; "K-Kobe.. stop!"

I crawled over to him and pulled him off of the guy. Kobe stood up and helped me get up, talking my hand in his.

You; "L-let's just g-go."

He nodded and helped me out of the bar, going into my car. I started it and left the to go to my house. Leaving everyone in shock of what just happened.

~time skip~

I sat Kobe down on the couch and went to the kitchen for a glass of water. I went back to him and gave him, and he took it and drank it.

Kobe; "W.. where am I?"

You; "You're at m-my house."

Kobe; "Why?"

You; "Because I know your father wouldn't want to see his son com back home drunk."

He nodded and looked at me for a while. I'm sure he noticed the dry blood on the corners of my lips from what Jaiden did, and a red spot over my wounded cheek from the guy at the bar.

 And I hadn't realize that I was shaking until Kobe noticed it.

Kobe; "Why are you shaking like that?"

You; "I-it's nothing, really."

Kobe; "Where did that blood come from? I can tell that it's not fresh."

I gulped and looked down, not saying anything. Kobe suddenly pulled me and made me sat down on the couch next to him. He lifted my chin and observed my face. 

Kobe; "Who else slapped you?!"

You; "J-Jaiden."

Kobe; "That motherfucker!"

He stood up and I did as well, quickly blocking him from going anywhere. 

You; "Not now, Kobe. Right now you need some rest."

Kobe; "That motherfucker stole my girlfriend and slapped you!"

You; "Y-yeah, but why do you care he slapped me?"

That's when he looked down into my eyes, sighing.

Kobe; "Be-because...."

You; "Because what?"

He didn't say anything. 

You; "Because what?!"

Kobe; "Because! Just because!"

You; "I thought it was because you've changed." -I  huffed and sat down on the couch.

I heard him sigh and then I felt his presence sitting next to me. I thought he was going to say something, but I didn't hear anything. I frowned and looked over at him, seeing him already asleep. 

I got up and went to my room to get a blanket. I walked back down and covered him with it. 

I know for sure that he'll have a huge hangover tomorrow so I brought him a glass of water again, along with some medicine. I sat them down on the coffee table. And then I went to my bedroom. 

~time skip~

After taking a long warm bath, I dried my skin and cleaned my bruises after. I then went to my closet, changing into my pajamas.

I put my hair up in a messy bun and walked back into my room, I spotted clothes on the floor. Those weren't my clothes, they were Kobe's.

I then heard a low groan. I looked across at my bed and saw Kobe maybe naked (?) under the blankets. 

You; "Okay, I'll be sleeping on the couch tonight."

I went downstairs and laid down on the couch and got under the blanket I gave Kobe before. I got myself comfortable before eventually falling asleep.

I wonder what to tell his father....?