Chapter 2 Jocelyn/Jackie part 1

Jocelyn's escape from her abusive boyfriend was far from easy. He found her at her moms and started beating her when she refused to go with him. Her mom called the cops. But before they handcuffed him and put him in the squad car, he warned that they all would be sorry.

Her and her cousin Traci talked from time to time. They now lived 12 hours apart, so mostly it was just phone calls, or video chats. Cards at Christmas and birthdays. They had been close growing up until college.

She was afraid of her mom now being in danger because she called the cops, and because she was responsible for getting her out of town and into protection. Her younger brother was only 17 and a senior in high school. It was just him and her mom as her dad had passed away several years back.

Jocelyn is a bartender. Her ex-boyfriend is Charles. His dad owns a construction company and he runs it. She met him at the bar, which should have been red flag number one. Red flag number two should have been him calling and texting multiple times a day. At first, she thought it was sweet and showed he cared.

Now she knows it was because he's jealous, possessive, and controlling. After he talked her into moving in with him, the changes started. He constantly demanded to know where she was.

He started accusing her of being with other guys. Or flirting with them when she was doing her job. She had to be nice and talk to the customers to get decent tips. Then he started complaining about her working extra shifts or staying late.

Slowly the few friends she had quit talking to her. They didn't like him and didn't like them. He even complained when her mom or brother would call her. They didn't call a lot, but he complained they did.

The trip to where Traci lived was 12 hours if you drove it straight. However, her motorcycle escort stopped three times to rest, eat, and take bathroom breaks. Even though it was just after 8am when they left, it was after 11pm when they arrived in town.

They finally arrived at the Knight's compound. Jocelyn was in awe at the massive gates they had to go through. It was outside of town limits about 15 minutes. The main building was huge.

When she walked into the main room, Traci was waiting on her. She looked at her face and wrapped her in a warm hug.

"I am so sorry you went through that. But you're safe here and these guys won't let that happen again." Traci assured her.

Jocelyn was too choked up to reply. She simply nodded her head. Traci stepped back and a tall muscular man stepped forward.

"This is my husband, Jarret. They call him Prez. Everyone answers to him and he organizes all the jobs." Traci explained.

Jarret held out his hand. "Nice to meet you. Traci's family is our family."

"Thank you! You've no idea how much I appreciate this." Jocelyn finally managed.

"I won't overwhelm you with introducing everyone. In time you'll learn their names. For now, I'll introduce you to Soldier and Ace. They'll be in charge of your security detail. While you're on the compound you're protected as long as you stay away from the entrance. If you need to leave then you'll have to have them with you." Jarret explained.

Jocelyn nodded in agreement. Two good looking guys approached as Jarret looked at them. The blonde was hot, but the black-haired guy was out right sexy. He had a single dimple when he smiled at her.

"This is Ace." Jarret replied motioning to the blonde guy.

"And that's Soldier." He explained motioning to the sexy black haired one.

They each shook her hand. And she felt tingles in her hand at Soldier's touch. Damn, didn't she just get away from a bad relationship? Well trying to? She did not need to jump straight into another relationship.

She tried telling her lady parts to cool it. But they weren't listening! They were all about the tall dark sexy man. She also tried telling them that no man would give her a second look in her state.

She had a black eye, a couple of bruises on her face and arms, and a busted lip that was almost healed but still a little puffy. She looked and felt like a punching bag. They would all fade with time, but the emotional part would take some time.

"We have a professional on payroll that comes once a week to talk to anyone who has suffered emotional or physical trauma. I think you should sit in. You can do group here and promise you no one judges. Or you can do private one on one at her office. She is really good and you'd never think she's a doctor." Traci explained.

"Ok I'll check out the group for now." Jocelyn agreed.

While Jarret talked with the MC that escorted her, Traci, Ace, and Soldier got her things and showed her to the mobile home she would be staying in.

"For now, you don't have a roommate even though it's three bedrooms. But that could change depending on if the guys get a rescue mission and how many they bring back. We help them to get back into society or until they can reunite with their families." Traci explained.

"I think it's amazing what y'all do here. If more organizations like this existed, maybe the world would be a better place." Jocelyn remarked.

"From your mouth to God's ears." Traci agreed.

"You'll need to meet with Data in the morning to get your new identity. It's best you start right away and get used to your new name." Soldier explained.

"Yes, and you can't call anyone unless you get with our tech geeks so they can jam your calls." Ace explained.

"Ok." Jocelyn replied.

They all left to give her time to unpack and settle in. Jocelyn sat down and exhaled a sigh of relief. She was finally safe. She could breathe easily for a change.