Johnnys pov
Donna didn't go to work yesterday and didn't answer any of my texts or calls. I was honestly worried.
I got to work today looking for Jordan. Once I found him with drew I started to feel I little more worried.
"Shit." Jordan mumbled.
"She's not here?" I asked.
"No. And I've called her multiple times." Drew said looking stressed.
I looked down. What if she's hurt? What if something happened to her? What if he did something to her? Fuck. I felt my jaw clenched.
I began to walk out the room. " Johnny! Where are you going?!" Jordan chased me out.
"I'm gonna fucking murder him." I said not stopping for him. I felt my nails dig into my palms.
"Woah! What!?" He chuckled.
"That son of bitch. Im gonna kick his ass." I growled pushing out the door and practically ran to my car.
While driving I felt nothing but anger. Before I knew it I was at donnas house. I jumped out my car not caring to lock it.
I frantically knocked on the door.
"Donna! Madeleine?" I said knocking.
The door opened and I saw madeleine.
"Johnny! What are you doing here." She smiled.
"Hey, uh could I speak to Donna it's really important." I smiled trying to calm down.
"Uh let me go see." She nodded smiling. She opened the door allowing me in.
I saw down on the couch, bouncing my leg. It's all my fault that I didn't tell her about him. Fuck! All I do is fuck up.
" Johnny?"
I turned my head to see a very scared, fragile Donna. I knew she was trying to hide it from me by smiling.
I stood up walking over to her. She put her head down avoiding eye contact.
I grabbed her face tilting it up towards the light.
"Johnn-" she said softly her voice cracking.
"He did this. Did he do this to you Donna." I asked as the anger came back. She didn't respond instead she began to silently cry to herself. I wanted to kill him. Beat him to death. But I couldn't leave her here. Not now.
"Come here." I mumbled pulling her closer holding her head. She started to openly cry.
She held me closer.
"It's gonna be ok." I whispered. After a couple of minutes she started asleep. I picked her up bridal-style and walked to the couch. I grabbed her a fuzzy blanket and pillow. I went to her kitchen to get her a glass of water when she wakes up.
Now, driving on willow street. All I could think about was hitting his face, repeatedly. After tonight he wouldn't dare to put his hands on anyone.
I didn't know if he was home or not but that thought hadn't crossed my mind. I was already out the my car walking up to his shit hole of a home.
I knocked on the door softly.
"About goddamn Tim-" Wayne said opening the door.
"Oh look what the cat dragged in." He laughed. What a funny prick. I pushed him back and closed the door.
"You like to hit girls!? Huh?" I yelled in his face before hitting him right in his jaw, "Come on hit me! Hit me how you hit her! Go on!" I yelled trying to get to him. As he held his jaw I knew it worked. He hit me. Right in the nose. I stumbled back a little, chuckling while holding my nose.
"Huh? You put your hands on her like that?!" I was fuming. I walked the 4 steps closer to him, grabbed his shirt and punched him in the mouth. Immediately after, head butted him.
He fell back. "Oh fuuu-" Wayne whined holding his head.
"Get the fuck up!" I yelled in his face. " what?! You can't hit me no more?! I'm sure you hit Donna a lot more! Huh?!" I yelled getting angrier.
I kneeled down and hit him in the nose.
"Put your fucking hands on another girl I'll fucking beat your ass till you go numb dumb son of a bitch. and don't try and contact Donna. ever. You hear me I'll fucking kill you if you talk to her again." I said out of breath. I kick his ribs before leaving.
