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Chapter One

I woke up as the morning sunshine escaped itself into my room. My face was sticky from where my tears had fallen last night. I hated life. Everything in the world had to be so difficult. You never imagine that something bad could happen to you, you imagine yourself to be wrapped up in cotton wool from the rest of the big bad world. That's what I thought. That was until last week, when my parents were murdered.

It had been a normal week. Just like every other one in my life. I got up and went to school everyday, went to work on Tuesdays and Thursdays and on Friday I went out with my friends. My mum and dad usually went to visit my Aunt Cathy on Fridays.

A Friday night in Manchester consisted of going out and going to the local garage store to buy alcohol and cigarettes. I never got into that, no matter how much my friends tried to make me. I wanted a different life away from these parts. I loved my friends to pieces, we all had the same sense of humour, but when they were around guys they were irritating. They would go out dressed like sluts trying to make to boys take some notice of them, of course all the boys did. Not only did my friends do that but they would often drink themselves into oblivion, and then they would all leave me to walk home alone while they went to whatever guy, they had managed to seduce this weeks, house to have sex. I didn't care that I was the only virgin in my group. They didn't care if I was a virgin or not at school but when it came to the weekend when all the guys were out, it always seemed to come into the conversation, whether I wanted it to or not. That made all the guys more eager to try and sleep with me. Nothing better than getting a virgin to add to there bedposts. Unlike all my friends I wanted to keep my virtue for someone I could trust. For someone I could even possible love. Even though I doubted I was going to find love hanging around the streets with this crowd of people. They wanted one thing and one thing only, and that certainly had nothing to do with the 'L' world.

While they were all dressed up, I just wore some of my casual clothes. They would all dress in skirts and flashy tops that would show off their cleavage that was supported by Wonderbra's. Me, well I would just have a pair of ripped jeans on with a top showing off one my favourite bands or a t-shirt I had gotten from a gig.

"Come on babe" said Toby, one of the boys that hung around with the local gang. He had been trying to sleep with me for over a month now and it was beginning to get really annoying. I always denied his proposal, but that never stopped him. As long as he is getting some action he didn't care. He would constantly wind me up about being a virgin, as if that was something to be embarrassed about. Maybe it was embarrassing to my girlfriends but it certainly wasn't to me.

"No thanks Toby" I said politely not wanting to start an argument. I knew for a fact they all carried knifes with them just in case a gang from one of the towns next to ours came over to start a fight. That's what scared me the most about hanging around with this lot. There was always that chance that something bad could happen that night. Especially because they were wanted by other gangs from different areas of Manchester. Not only that but I had also heard that they were wanted by people in other county's and cities. They seemed to cause trouble everywhere they went.

"Come on, don't be frigid" he said. I looked him up in down. Who would want to lose there virginity to a boy who hangs around wearing a baseball cap, track suit bottoms and a Lacoste zipper? Not only that, who would want to go near him with his breath reeking of smoke.

"Toby, I have told you every weekend for the past month I am not going to sleep with you!" I said, reaching the end of my tether. The last ten times he had made his move on me were starting to get on my head.

"Is that so" he said pushing me up against the wall. He went into his pocket and took out his knife. I was terrified. If there was one thing I was scared of it was knifes. I don't know why it was but they were just one of those things I didn't like. Maybe it was to do with the fact that I had cut myself accidentally on a sharp knife when I was younger, I seemed to have developed a phobia because of it. "Now how about you do as I say and you'll be fine, alright angel?"

I looked towards the knife and into his eyes, pleading that I didn't want to do what I knew he wanted. I looked in his eyes, all I could see was hunger. A hunger for sex. He was like

a monster trying to get to his prey. He was hungry for it, no he was starving!

"Please" I said still trying to plead with him. Hoping that his rational side would pull through.

"Nah, I want you and if you don't do what I say, I will not hesitate to kill you angel" a faint smirk crossing over his face. He wasn't handsome. He wasn't the sort of boy girls fell over. They only wanted him because he was the main boy. The leader of the gang. He had the power over the rest of his crew and all the girls loved that about him. Even if he did only use them for one night. He had a scar on his face from where he had been stabbed. He had even served time in a Juvenile Detention Centre. That didn't stop him from causing trouble in the streets though.

I looked at him disgusted and tried to push away from him, struggling with this tight grip he had on me. He was big and strong. That is when I felt it, a sharp pain into the bottom of my stomach. He had stabbed me just as he said he would. I couldn't believe it. I knew he was a bit of a psycho but I didn't think he would actually stab me for refusing to give myself to him. I didn't see why he wanted me when he could have had any of these other girls.

I fell against the wall and slid down my hand clutching my stomach. He looked down, panic stricken over his face as though he couldn't believe what he had just done. He turned around and ran away just like the coward he really was. My friends ran up to me screaming and begging me to stay conscious and not to pass out. I could feel the blood running through my shirt and staining my fingers. I could see Sarah trying to phone for an ambulance, Amber staying with me, tears running down both of there cheeks, knowing that I wouldn't have been in this situation if they hadn't made me come with them to get the boys, knowing that if we had stayed in just like I had begged them too. I wouldn't be lying on this cold, wet ground, fighting for my life.

It was weird. You always think that these things happen on the television and that they never happen to you. When it does happen, you sort of think back to when you were so naive as to think that you were safe. Safe from the trouble the world presented to you. I felt as though I was out of the safe area and into the danger zone. I wasn't wrapped in that cotton anymore, I was far from it.

I looked up into the eyes of my friends one last time, pleading with them to help me, to save me. I didn't want to die, not at this age. I was too young to die. There was many things I had wanted to do in my life before I died. I didn't know if I would ever get to see them, not now. My eyes wandered up to the dark sky where the white stars shone, that's when I blacked out, not knowing if I would wake up on this Earth I called home or in heaven.

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