Chapter two-Caitlin's point of view.

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Minutes later, Melissa was trying to clean the blood from my face. I hadn't answered her question, and I wasn't going to. Melissa figured I wasn't ready to talk about it, and she didn't insist.

I was trying to calm down, but I kept thinking and thinking about what had happened.

-Flashback

"Don't touch me! Stay away from me!"

"Shut up! And don't try to escape!"

"Stop! Why are you doing this?"

"You deserve it and you know it little bitch!"

-End of flashback

I suddenly broke down sobbing again.

"Hey, hey, it's okay sweetie, you're safe now..." Melissa tried to calm me.

"No, no, it's not okay!"

Melissa looked again into my eyes, deeper.

"You have to tell me what happened. Now."

"I can't..."

"Why not? Of course you can! No one's going to hurt you here!"

"Melissa no! I can't!"

My sister stared at me with a quizzical look on her face, and just when she was about to say something else, Spencer walked in and saw us.

"What's going on here? Woah Caitlin what happened?"

I didn't know what to answer. Luckily, the phone rang. Melissa answered.

"Hello? ...Oh hi mom!... How are you doing?... Fine? I'm glad. How's dad?... Great. ...Yeah, the girls are here, they are..."

Melissa paused, looking at me. I shook my head, pleading her not to say anything. She rolled her eyes -typical Melissa-, and kept talking to mom.

"Yeah, they're fine. Are you two enjoying New York?... Alright, great... Yes mom don't worry... Okay, love you, bye!"

My sisters turned back to me, ready to interrogate me once again.

"So?" Spencer asked, worried. "What was that? What happened?"

"N... Nothing. Uh, I'm tired, I'm just going to bed."

"Caitlin wait!" Spencer yelled, but I was already running upstairs.

I locked my door and fell on my bed. I started crying, in desperation. Only one thing could soothe me. I aimed the sharp blade to my arm. My blood and my tears soon got mixed on my hands, my clothes.

I cried a lot, I don't know for how long. Everything kept repeating inside my head, like a movie. A horror movie. And I was the main character.

When I looked at my phone, it was 12:00 pm. I had to sleep, I had school the next day.

I was getting ready, when I heard a soft knock at my door.

I started panicking. What if it was...

"Caitlin?" Spencer's voice instantly calmed me.

"Can I come in? I know you're awake. Please?"

I had no choice. I let my sister in and we sat on my bed.

"What happened? Melissa told me you were in tears, and covered in blood..."

"I..."

"Why didn't you tell her what was wrong?"

"Because she wasn't going to believe me!"

"Why wouldn't she?"

"... Because..."

"And, why did you ran away like that?"

"...Because I didn't want to answer..."

I looked at the scars in my left arm, the old ones, and the ones that dated from tonight. I shed a tear.

Spencer shook her head, luckily not paying attention to the cuts on my arms. "Okay, well, you need to tell someone. I know this is not a simple fight with a friend, or whatever. Cait, it's serious. Tell me. You know I will believe you."

I looked at her, and I felt she was saying the truth. She was going to believe me.

I finally accepted. "...Alright. But Spencer, this is not something easy for me. And it's only between you and I, okay?"

"Yeah, sure, don't worry about that." My sister said, rubbing my back. "Now tell me. I'm listening."

Okay guys! I hope you liked it! Next chapter is a flashback. Please review! Thank You (: