This is my shot, Let's hope I'll remember it

Beth. God, she was so perfect. Everything about her made me want to just kiss her every second of the day. I smiled at her as she lay next to me in my bed. I didn't want her to leave my sight after that guy hurt her. She had blacked out, so I carried her back to the dorm and laid her down. Frank was really worried about her, but I assured him she would be fine, and he stayed at the party to keep talking to the girl he was with.
Beth stirred and I sat up and looked at her. Her eyes opened and she smiled. "That's a sight I wouldn't mind waking up to every morning." She whispered. I smiled and brushed a piece of hair out of her face. She looked like she was melting into my touch. Her smiled slowly faded and she sat up quickly. "W-Where's Frank?" She asked. "He's still at the party. He's hitting it off with a girl he likes." She smiled a bit then looked at me. "We didn't...do anything, did we?" I shook my head. "No, not unless you almost throwing up on me counts as us doing something." She rolled her eyes and sat up. She looked around for a bit, then I broke the silence. "Do you remember anything before you passe-" My voice was cut off by her replying "Yes." She said it in such a small voice, that I could just tell she remembered what that guy did to her. I saw a tear roll down her cheek and it just made me so damn mad that some guy had the power to hurt her like this. I didn't want anyone to ever hurt her again. I just wanted to keep her safe for the rest of her life, because somehow, I feel like I'm going to know her pain forever.
She looked so innocent, just sitting on the edge of my bed. She made herself seem so small. I reached over and pulled her down next to me. She laid her head on my chest, and I felt her body move with her sobs as I stroked her hair.
I don't ever want her to feel like this again. "Beth?" I asked her. "Hmm?" She replied. "Do you think you could ever love me?" I asked her. She lifted her head so that she was looking me in the eyes. "G-Gerard, I feel like I already do. I know that's probably really weird and creepy since I've only known you for a little while." I giggled a bit. "Darling, it's not weird. I don't think the time that we've known eachother should matter. I just think that what matters is how we feel, what we've been through, and how much we connect." I whispered. She laid her head back down. "Don't worry Beth. I'll keep you safe. You won't have to feel this pain anymore." I felt her arms snake around my waist. Suddenly, the door swung open and Frank walked in. He looked at me and his eyes became dark. "Beth, get off of him right now." He yelled. "W-What? No!" She yelled back and held onto me tighter. "No, Beth. You should probably listen to him." I said. She got up and glared at me, then walked over to Frank. "You're driving me home." She demanded. He shook his head. "No, I'm not. I drank too much for that." She sighed and rolled her eyes. "Fine, then I'm walking." She said and walked out the door. Frank looked confused as hell. "Don't worry about it, I'll get her." I said. "N-No! She's my sister. I can get her! Stop t-trying to get in her pantssss Gerard!" He yelled, then swung at me. His fist collided with my nose and I felt the blood pour out. "Shit!" I yelled. I looked over at Frank and he was passed out on his bed. I guess I'll forgive him for this, since he's drunk.
I got up off of my bed and grabbed my keys, then walked out the door. I went to the student parking lot and got in my car, and started it up. I drove down the road for a few minutes, then finally, I saw Beth walking down the road. I pulled up next to her. She was shivering. "Beth, come on. Get in, It's cold out and you're barely wearing anything." She looked straight ahead. I sighed and pulled over. I got out and jogged to catch up with her. "Come on, Beth. It's late and I don't want anyone kidnapping you." She turned and glared at me. "I'm not a little kid, Gerard. I can handle myself." She said, then kept walking. "Alright, I didn't want to have to do this." I said, then ran up to her and picked her up. She didn't even struggle. She was probably really tired and cold. I put her in the passenger seat of my car, then walked over to the drivers seat. I turned the heater up and looked at her. She was still shivering. I took off my jacket and put it over her shoulders. "Where do you live?" I asked her. She shook her head. "I don't want to go home yet." She said. I thought for a minute, then said. "Okay, I have an idea."

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