I Can Be Your Hero, Baby

My heart raced as a loud beep was heard. I jumped out of bed and ran to my phone. It was one in the morning, who could possibly be calling me?

I glanced at my phone, it was an unknown number.

"Hello?" I answered quietly.

"Lucas!" Brooke yelled.

I groaned, "What do you want!"

"Lucas, please-I—I need help!" she whispered quickly.

My eyes darted back and forth, "What?"

"Lucas, help me, please!" Brooke said crying.

My heart sank, "What's going on, Brooke?"

"He knows about the kiss and what you said!" she whispered.

"Where are you?"

"He's gonna kill me! Beat me until I can't breathe! I am at his house and he is about to come back! Please, save me!" Brooke said quickly.

Beep.

"Brooke?" I said as I pulled the phone from my ear. She had hung up. "Fuck!"

Quickly, I tossed on a pair of pants and a t-shirt. I opened my door and quietly shut up. My heart pounded and my eyes kept looking at the clock. I felt like I had a timer over my head. Should I call the cops?

I took a deep breath and dialed 911, "Hello?"

"Hello, what is the emergency?" a female asked.

I sighed, "My friend called me and claims that her boyfriend is going to kill her. He's been abusing her, I think, and I am on my way there but I think someone should come."

"How old?"

"We are all seventeen," I answered quickly.

"Address?"

"1527 Oakland Drive," I answered. I turned onto the street. "I'm on the street."

"Someone will be there in a moment!"

I hung up. I pulled on the side of the road. I took a long, slow breath. Why did I feel like I was going to be shot or under attack? I walked around the house. Dan and Deb weren't there. I heard a scream. It was Brooke. A chill ran down my back. I looked in Nathan's window. He had struck Brooke in the face and was yelling.

I gasped. I was going to kill him. I had to get in there! I looked around. I took off my shirt and ripped it into a strip. I had seen this on movies. I wrapped it around my hand and wrist. Here goes nothing. I punched the window and it shattered. Brooke screamed and Nathan yelled as I entered the room.

"Lucas?" Nathan yelled.

I grabbed Brooke's arm and dragged her behind me, "Didn't I tell you to never lay a hand on her?"

Nathan chuckled, "Why would she want a nobody like you?"

My blood boiled, "Excuse me!"

"Because he is nice, sweet, funny, and he is there for me no matter what!" Brooke said softly. I smiled at her.

Her eye was black and bruises covered her body. She was bleeding. I shook my head. What kind of a monster does this?

I smiled as I heard an ambulance and cop car sirens blare. Nathan stepped towards me. a stinging pain occurred in my right cheek, he had hit me.

"Big mistake!" I snapped as I punched him in the face. I didn't care if I got arrested for hitting him. Brooke was safe and that was all I cared about.

A cop entered the room and a ice cold feeling ran down my spine. He looked around and kept his gun in his hand.

"Which one of you is Lucas?" he asked. I stepped forward and raised my hand.

The cop sighed as he saw Brooke and how badly she was beaten up. He turned to face Nathan, "You did this to her?"

"Yes!" Brooke answered quickly.

The Cop handcuffed Nathan and led him outside. I cradled Brooke in my arms, following the cop.

"It's ok, Brooke, I'm here," I whispered as I walked over to the ambulance. Brooke nodded as she closed her eyes.

"Lay her on the stretcher!" a paramedic instructed. I entered the ambulance and placed her on the stretcher. "Looks like you got her just in time."

I gave her a soft smile, "She means everything to me, how could I not save her?"

She giggled, "Well, we are going to help her and she is safe now. That boy is going to go to a juvenile delinquency."

"I sure hope so!" I replied as I watched as she stuck an IV in Brooke's right arm.

She glanced at me, "Sorry, if needles make you squeamish. You should consider yourself a hero."

A grin spread across my face, "And she's my damsel in distress."

I had waited an eternity, or so it seemed. I was a hero that was grounded until I was forty. My mother wasn't very happy with me but she was proud of me. My blue eyes kept staring at the door to Brooke's room in the hospital. She had a black eye, a lot of bruises, and no internal bleeding or serious problems.

I smiled as a doctor gestured towards the door. I hoped out of my seat and entered her hospital room. a small smile formed on her face.

"Lucas," she said barely above a whisper.

My heart melted I sat next to her on the bed, "Hey, Brooke."

"Lucas, thanks. I owe you an explanation—"

I shook my head, "You don't owe me anything!"

"Listen," she adjusted herself so she could sit up more, "I didn't break up with Nathan because I was scared that he was going to kill me! If it weren't for you saving me, he probably would have…"

I cupped her face with my hands, "Brooke, look I love you. I told you I was going to protect you no matter what."

Brooke smiled, "I love you, too."

I kissed her gently. I was afraid I would hurt her. She looked so dainty. I wrapped my arm around her. she rested her head on my shoulder.

"I wish that I would have meet you before Nathan," she said softly.

"Forget about him, Brooke. He's not going to be anywhere near you." I reminded.

She smiled, "You're right."

"I just thought of something that fits here," I said quickly.

She raised a brow, "What Lucas?"

"I can be your hero, baby. I can kiss away the pain. I will stand by you forever. You can take my breath away," I softly sang.

She giggled, "Who sings that?"

"Enrique In—en—well, I don't know how to say his last name!" I saidembarressed.

She smiled, her big dimpled grin, "Let's keep it that way."

Something in that moment told me that this was going to be the start of a new life with the one I love.

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