Jess' Pov: 

I was in pain. Jesse beat the guts out of me. I was bleeding badly and I couldn't move. I wish I knew why Jesse turn into a monster, so I can help him. I lost so much blood that I blacked out.

...

I woke up on my bed covered in bandages. I got up and saw Jesse resting his back on the wall with his deadly glare staring at me.

"About you woke up, bitch." He said as he began to leave.

I looked at him with fear and confusion.

"J-Jesse?" He stops to face me.

"What!?"

I shook a little as I felt a cold chill in my spine. "Did you did this?"

He looked at me. "Yes, I did. Even I have a soft side. Now go back and rest. Your not leaving the house until Monday otherwise you will get beaten again. Got it?!" 

I nod as he leaves. I lay back down and sighed.

"Maybe the old you is still inside there Jesse."

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Monday came and I was still injured from Saturday, but at least my wounds are covered. I saw everyone and we began to chat. I didn't told them about the drama that happened with me and Jesse though.

We heard the bell rang and we went to our first classes. I guess is time to finish another boring day at school.

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"RRRRIIINNNG"

At last it was time to go home. I was still sore from beat up from Jesse, I was limping a bit on the way home. I avoid my friends and my boyfriend Lukas all day. It sadden me, but I didn't want them to see me like this.

I was half way to home when I felt a hand on my shoulder. I froze and turned around, I saw Petra with a worried look.

"Jess, what's wrong with you? You've been avoiding us today."

I showed a feared expression. I can't tell her about what Jesse did to me.

"I-I'm sorry Petra." I turned around and ran away with tears falling.

"Jess!"

I ignored her and continued to run. I wanted to be alone, I wanted my brother back, but no matter what I won't have any of them.

I reached my house and went inside. I didn't saw Jesse in the leather chair which was new. I went to his room and sure enough he was there. I saw him laying on his bed, sleeping. I saw a bunch of empty glass bottles on the ground.

I sighed in sadness. "Why were you drinking again Jesse?"

I closed the door lightly to make sure I don't wake him up. I went to my room and locked it. I went to my drawer and pulled out a picture frame. It shattered my heart when I saw this. It had the picture of me and Jesse with mom and dad, when we were five years old.

"What's up now bitch?"

I looked at my bedroom door and saw Jesse, with a key on his hand. I turned to make sure I don't face him

"I-I was just looking at a picture." I replied with a sadden tone.

"Let me see that damn picture."

He forcefully removed the picture frame out of my hands and he looked at it.

"Bunch of bullshit! Mom and dad are dead and they are never coming back. Every thing is gone!"

"N-not everything."

He looks at me with his deadly glare. "What do you mean 'not everything'?!"

I smiled as he still gave me the glare with a hint of confusion. "What's with the stupid smile bitch?!"

"Jesse, we may had lost mom and dad, but we still have each other. No matter how much you hurt me, I won't leave you."

He raised his hand to slap me, but he stopped. He formed a fist and began to walk out.

"Whatever you son of a bitch." He slammed the door shut and I smiled weakly.

"Even cruel people like you Jesse have hearts."

A/N: Ok so this chapter was a little happy. Now lets see what happens next in the next chapter. Bye.