Anthony's POV

T/w swears and mention of rape

I sat in a booth with Daveed, Oak, Lin, and Groff.

"You guys wanna do shots?" Daveed asked. Oak and Groff nodded.

"No thanks. I'm taking care of Seb tomorrow and I do NOT want to be hungover." Lin answered.

"I promised Jas I wouldn't get drunk so no thanks." I said.

"Lame!" Daveed said, getting up and walking to the bar. I looked over at Pippa and Renée, noticing that Jas wasn't with them.

"I'll be right back." I said. I got up and walked over to the them.

"Hey guys! Where's Jas?" I asked.

"She just went to the restroom." Pippa answered. Suddenly, a scream came from the the back of the bar. Not thinking, I set my beer on the table and sprinted down a hallway.

Just as I reached for the door to the women's restroom a man, around the age of 40, burst through carrying Jas. She was unconscious and I noticed a big red mark on her face. Someone must've hit her.

"Excuse me. Sorry. My girlfriend got really drunk and passed out." He lied. Jas didn't get drunk. We had a deal. WAIT DID HE SAY HIS GIRLFRIEND!? My face turned bright red with anger.

"THAT'S MY GIRLFRIEND YOU ASSHOLE!!!" I yelled.

"No she's MY girlfriend and I'm going to take her home." He persisted. He tried to shove past me but I stood my ground.

"GIVE ME MY GIRLFRIEND BEFORE I CALL THE POLICE!!!" I threatened, holding my arms out.

"I'm not doing anything wrong." The man said calmly. He walked past me and into the main area of the bar.

"PUT MY GIRLFRIEND DOWN!!!" I yelled while running after him, drawing the attention of everyone in the room.

"What's that guy doing with Jazzy?" Renée asked me quietly.

"KIDNAPPING HER!!" I answered. I saw Lin take out his phone to call the police. Oak ran to block the door.

"I'll let you past right now if you can tell me your girlfriend's name." He said. The man looked stumped.

"Umm... Olivia. Yeah her name is Olivia."

"NO IT'S NOT! HER NAME IS JASMINE CEPHAS JONES AND I LOVE HER! SO GIVE ME MY GIRLFRIEND!!!" I yelled. I wrapped my arms around Jas's waist and pulled her. The man held his grip. He leaned in and whispered to me.

"Listen freckles. Ima take this girl home with me no matter what you do." I gasped with a realization.

"YOU CANNOT RAPE MY GIRLFRIEND!!" I yelled.

"You try and stop me." He growled.

Suddenly, the man fell to the ground. I caught Jas just before she hit the floor. Pippa was standing where the man was earlier.

"I dead-legged him." She said while shrugging. (When you dead-leg someone, you kick them in the back of their knee. Their knee buckles and, if you do it right, they fall to the ground.) I realized that the man was still moving. He was soon back on his feet.

"Give me the girl." He said. I shook my head and handed Jas to Daveed, who laid her down in a booth. The man punched me in the jaw. I stumbled backwards slightly, but quickly regained my balance. A person shoved past me and tackled the man, hitting me with their long brown hair.

"DO! NOT! HURT! JAZZY!" Pippa yelled, hitting him with every word. Groff and Renée pulled her off of him, but not before watching her beat him up for about a minute. The man slowly got up, determined to continue the fight.

"Give me Jasmine Sewell Johnson or whatever the hell her name is." He growled, holding his face in pain.

"You are not touching my girlfriend." I growled back. I could almost feel the anger flowing through me. Suddenly, we heard sirens from outside three police officers burst through the door. Oak pointed them to the man and they arrested him.

I ran to Carleigh, Daveed, Lin, Chris, and Groff. They were gathered around Jas, who still hadn't woken up. I felt hot tears run down my face as I sat down next to her. I picked up her head and set it on my lap.

"Come on Jas. Wake up." I whispered while stroking her hair. I breathed a sigh of relief when her eyes fluttered open.

Jas sat up quickly. She saw the man, who was struggling against the police, and burst into tears, hiding her face in my chest.

"Ant!" She sobbed. "Th-that guy. H-he started f-flirting with me and I-I turned him down and th-then he knock-ked me out. I-I thin-nk he was gonna- he was gonna-" She couldn't seem to finish.

"Shhh I know I know." I whispered to her. I let her cry for a few minutes. The police asked a few questions once she had calmed down. She answered shakily while I held her hand.

"You ready to go?" I asked Jas quietly. She nodded and I helped her walk outside to a cab.

She cuddled up next to me in the backseat. I put my arm around her and she rested her head on my shoulder. I noticed that there were still tears, silently running down her face. I quickly brushed them away.

"It'll be alright Jas. I'll be right by your side whenever you need me. Okay? I won't let anyone do anything to you. I promise." I said. She looked up and smiled at me.

"Thanks Ant. What would I do without you?" I grinned and kissed her forehead.

"At least you weren't drunk." She teased after a while. I glared at her as she giggled.

"Okay Naomi, let's get you home." I joked. She giggled again.

The cab dropped us off at our apartment. I picked Jas up, bridal-style.

"Ant! I can walk!" She complained. I tightened my hold on her as she attempted to squirm away.

"I'm carrying you up there Jas!" I persisted. She struggled for a while, making it impossible for me to get into the elevator.

"Stop moving." I laughed. She giggled.

"Fine." She surrendered. Jas wrapped her arms around my neck and pecked me on the cheek.

"I love you!" She said.

"I love you too!" I replied.

We got to our apartment and fell asleep on our bed almost immediately.

Here's a sucky chapter no one asked for. If you see any mistakes please tell me so I can fix them. Thanks! Thank you for reading this horrible chapter. Thanks especially to voters and commenters.

Last chapter I had Anthony's Urban Dictionary definition. Here's Jazzy's.

Character you'd dance with.

Laurens. Anthony Ramos is the best dancer in all the world.

Have a great day!

~Kate

Word count- 1028 (not including a/n)

Nov. 26, 2017