I tried hard to not be descriptive about what Dani went through. I really hope you get it, if you don't feel free to PM me so that I can make it clear, (which I hope I don't have to.)
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Ch. 12- Warrior from DEMI
TRIGGER WARNING!
Dani sat on her bed, her knees against her chest, and absolutely no emotion. They had her way with her, just like everyone else. Dani never got to appreciate her "first time", because it had been forced on her just like every time after that. She had never trusted anyone enough to let them get that far with her anyway.
And after he had his way with her, her step mother got to beat her for "seducing" him. Now why would a lesbian seduce, an old fat alcoholic lard? All Dani could do was take everything. Even though she was hurt from jumping in the water and saving Santana she tried not to cry when she beat her senseless.
What had she done to deserve this?
Dani could think back to when she was a toddler and remember not a single happy moment.
When she was 4 and 5 she still lived with her parents. From what she vaguely remembers was being hungry all the time and getting stung by a lot of needles which she now knew were for heroine. She doesn't remember her mom and dad, she doesn't even know how they managed to keep her alive till she was 5. She remembers the last day she saw them. It was the day her mom tried to kill her. At a very young age she had realized that what ever was in those pointy things was making her mom sad. So one day she decided to flush it ALL down the toilet, she had found the box where they kept it and happily took it to get rid of it. Her mom saw her and that's when she started choking her. The next thing she saw was a hospital room. That had been the last time she saw her parents.
Then came the orphanage, it wasn't as bad her parents house, at least she ate once a day. From the orphanage came her first foster family when she was 7.
The Millers were a nice couple who always wanted a sweet little girl, and apparently their 26-year-old son did too.
Then came the Blairs, who only took her in because she was their source of income, so her social worker had to go to the hospital to pick up Dani because of malnutrition.
Then came the Johnson's, she lived with them for 2 years the longest ever. Until Mr. Johnson took up drinking when Mrs. Johnson started cheating on him. And of course he took it out on Dani.
After that came the Ortega's, that didn't last very long because Mrs. Ortega had a mental breakdown after her mother passed and beat Dani half to death.
And in between that was halfway homes, foster homes, hospitals, psych wards, boarding schools, and the occasional night under a bridge when she wanted to run away.
And then came her current foster parents, Mr. and Mrs. Rogers. Mr. Rogers lost his job so he began to drink, Mrs. Rogers got a lover, and Dani got the heat. He'd have his way with her, because after the first time she tried to run he almost killed her. Dani, knew better than to disobey when he got drunk. When Mrs. Rogers got home from work she'd beat Dani for "being a slut." Time after time she would tell her social worker but the Roger's would but on a show and say she was having nightmares from her earlier homes? And the bruises? The kids at school were responsible of course? And the proof of penetration? Dani was 17, she was sexually active!
Today was her last week so they made sure they got their way with her. It was 3 A.M. and the physical tormenting had stopped for the night. Dani sat on the bed and didn't cry, she just sat there and thought about a very important day in her life.
The day she realized she was lesbian. She had always known but it was confirmed when she had a crush on one of her teachers. She was 15, and it was her biology teacher. From then on she realized more and more that she was attracted more to women than she was to men for more than one reason. She had never been with a girl, Quinn had been her first kiss, her first WILLING kiss. She had crushes on girls in her class but most of them knew she existed, and friends were nonexistent because of all the moving around.
Everything had changed when she moved to Lima though. Here she had met Mr. Shue and of course Quinn. But with people as amazing as them came Santana, the person who loved to take out their bullshit on her.
She wasn't regretting saving her life, she just wondered how bad it had to be for her to get to that point. Dani had been in that dark place multiple times, and to get there it had to be THAT bad. Scars invaded her body, but so did the tattoos that helped cover them. She never really showed the tattoos because when people asked to get a better look they saw the scars they covered. However when she had taken off her sweater to save Santana they were visible for the first time in a long time. She stared at her tattoos, remembering at the moment why she had gotten them. To keep her strong, to remind her to fight, that nothing she was going through would last forever, and to remind her that 18 was her lucky number. She felt her body start to ache, inside and out. He had been rough on her, and it hurt a lot. She was bleeding from her lip and she could feel her cheek bruising up. Her body had bruises, from Santana, from saving Santana, and ones that were beginning from her foster mom.
Examining herself, her life, and the people around her Dani decided that she didn't want to end up where Santana had been earlier that night.
She was going to talk to Mr. Shue and Quinn.
This is a story that I have never told
I gotta get this off my chest to let it go
I need to take back the light inside you stole
You're a criminal
And you steal like you're a pro
All the pain and the truth
I wear like a battle wound
So ashamed, so confused
I was broken and bruised
Now I'm a warrior
Now I've got thicker skin
I'm a warrior
I'm stronger than I've ever been
And my armor, is made of steel, you can't get in
I'm a warrior
And you can never hurt me again
Out of the ashes, I'm burning like a fire
You can save your apologies, you're nothing but a liar
I've got shame, I've got scars
That I will never show
I'm a survivor
In more ways than you know
Cause all the pain and the truth
I wear like a battle wound
So ashamed, so confused
I'm not broken or bruised
'Cause now I'm a warrior
Now I've got thicker skin
I'm a warrior
I'm stronger than I've ever been
And my armor, is made of steel, you can't get in
I'm a warrior
And you can never hurt me
There's a part of me I can't get back
A little girl grew up too fast
All it took was once, I'll never be the same
Now I'm taking back my life today
Nothing left that you can say
Cause you were never gonna take the blame anyway
Now I'm a warrior
I've got thicker skin
I'm a warrior
I'm stronger than I've ever been
And my armor, is made of steel, you can't get in
I'm a warrior
And you can never hurt me again
No oh, yeah, yeah
You can never hurt me again
WARRIOR BELONGS TO THE FLAWLESS DEMI LOVATO! I DO NOT OWN GLEE! I OWN NOTHING BUT THE STORY!
TO THE PERSON WHO ASKED ABOUT DEMI LOVATO. WHO IS DEMI LOVATO TO ME? SHE'S MY IDOL! LOOK UP HER STORY AND YOU'LL SEE WHY. AS FAR AS HER SONGS GO, I KNOW SHE WRITES MOST OF THEM. I KNOW EVERYONE HAS THEIR OPINIONS BUT TO ME SHE HAS A WONDERFUL VOICE! SHE'S THE MOST TALENTED HUMAN ALIVE TO ME. WHICH IS WHY I AM PROUD TO HAVE A TICKET TO HER NEON LIGHTS TOUR (HINT: I NAMED THIS FIC AFTER IT)
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