Sorry ,It's been a bit since I have updated this .Sorry that the last chapter was so short. But I thought that was a good place for end it so I ended it where I did. I don't keep out cuss words so if there are any deal with it. I hope you enjoy this chapter. Comment any ideas you have that I could do for this story. Not a lot of Meagan's P.O.V in this. Okay that's all bye now.

Megan P.O.V

The day was pretty good until my last class. That's when it all went to hell. I was walking to my last class which was gym. I got grabbed and shoved into a empty classroom that is used for storage. I screamed but the person had their hand over my mouth. I looked over and saw Jasper on the ground.

"What did you do?" I asked panicked. How did the day go to this hell.

"Just knocked him out." Said a voice.

That I never wanted to hear again. Jacob Roberts , we dated freashman year but he was abusive. He would leave me covered in bruises and say it was my fault. He was part of the reason I have depression and cut. He was very possessive and I was scared .

"Your a little slut dating him! What's he ! Your new toy! Your mine!"

I was beyond terrified. I was scared for Jasper not me but Jasper.

"Why don't I make you watch him suffer? I'd be fun to see him in pain."

My blood ran cold .

"No!" I screamed. I did not want him hurt. I saw the pure terror in his eyes.

Jasper P.O.V

I had heard similar words before from my own father and I was scared. I knew I would lose all ability to fight. He walked towards me and grabbed me by neck and started to choke me. I was to scared to fight back, he had the same look as him, my dad.

"Beg for me to stop and maybe I will."

I refused to beg. I have learned that it just makes everything worse. He slammed me to the ground as I screamed in pain. He then brought his steel toe boots in to my ribs . I screamed out in pain as I felt my ribs break. I knew I would have to wrap them.

"I think you have learned your lesson!"

He then walked out. Megan then ran towards me.

"Are you okay?" She had asked

"Not really, get your brother so that I can go to your house to wrap my ribs . "

"You sure you don't need a hospital?"

"I will be fine." I said coldly. If he ever found out I went to a hospital the beatings would be worse for me , my sister and my brother.

"Okay." She replied and ran out of the room.

I just layed on the floor in pain. I knew they would ask questions and I would have to tell them the truth. They will probably hate me for letting that happen to me. I should fight back against him but I am to scared. She came running back with her brother following behind her.

"Why won't you go to the hospital!" Her brother yelled scaring me. Reminding me of him.

I ignored the pain in my ribs and sat up holding my legs with my arms to my chest and stuttered out in fear

"Please don't hurt me. Please. I'm sorry."

He slowly walked to me and I shrunk into my self out of fear

"Please don't." I said fearfully, waiting for the hits to come.

He bent down beside me sand put his hand on my shoulder. I tried to move his hand but I couldn't.

"Hey look I'm not going to hurt you. I just don't like seeing others in pain. " he said and hugged me.

"We need to get him to the house Meg." He said.

"Why? He's hurt he need a hospital." Megan had said.

I knew I would be fine. I have been hurt worse.

"Meg when they do this to me, you protest on a hospital. So how is it different for him?" Her brother said. Who's name I still did not know.

And when they did this to him. Were they abused too? I would not wish this on anyone.

"Okay let's get him to the house." Megan said.

Her brother let me go and said "I'm Conner and I'm going to carry you to the car okay?"

So that was his name. "Okay." I said.

As I didn't have a choice. It hurt to move so I let him carry me to the car. Megan looked at me with sympathy. He put me in the car and I fell asleep.

I woke up in a bed and saw Conner run back with a first aid kit.

"So your awake. And this might hurt." Conner said.

Conner P.O.V

I saw that he was awake. I knew I would have to wrap his ribs. Which can hurt like a bitch.

"I need to wrap your ribs." I said.

He looked at me with fear and hesitantly lifted up my shirt. He had a lot of scars and I touched his ribs and he screamed a little. He broke two of his ribs. I put his ribs in place as he screamed . I wrapped them in gauze. I pulled his shirt down and felt bad for the kid. He should not have to go through that. I do get abused but he should not.

Ever since I was younger I would protect Megan from the hits. I still do. But sometimes I can't protect her and I hate it.

My phone went off and I saw that I got a text. 'We're on our way back. I can't wait to talk to you. -dad ' I knew what that meant and I'm screwed.