A/n: This takes place a few weeks after the last chapter
"Have you made any money yet?" Jane asked Lindsay at a party they were at.
"No. I don't feel well" Lindsay responded.
"Hey ladies" Fred said coming up to them with a sneaky smile.
"Hey Fred" Lindsay said boredly.
"Can I see you alone, Lindsay?" Fred asked.
"Sure" she said with a shrug and followed Fred into an empty room.
Fred sat down on a bed and motioned for Lindsay to sit next to him. She sat a few inches away from him but didn't look at him. He pulled her closer.
"Your tense" he observed trying to rub her shoulder.
"I know" she answered trying to move away.
"I can help with that" Fred said grabbing her face.
"Don't" she whispered.
"Aw what's wrong Lindsay baby?" he asked mockingly.
She just shook her head and said nothing. Fred grabbed her face again, pushed her down onto the bed, and started kissing her.
"Fred! What the hell are you doing!" she exclaimed trying to get out from under him.
"You asked for it" he whispered harshly getting her skirt off.
"No! Get off!"
"Hey! Quit talking." he said putting his hand over her mouth.
No matter how hard she tried, Lindsay couldn't get away from him. After a while of struggling she realized that she wouldn't be able to escape him, she just hoped that someone could hear her cries for help.
"Hey I heard mom and dad yelling at you. Let me guess. You were out late, again" Stacey said with a smirk as Lindsay walked into their room and quietly got into her bed.
"Stacey please don't" she said wiping a tear away.
"I know what your doing okay. I know that your doing it with random guys and getting paid for it. I read your diary. And you like it"
"Please Stacey. I can't talk now" Lindsay said trying to close her eyes and forget about what had happened.
"I don't want to talk. I don't want to talk to my older sister about why she is letting her life go down the drain! Why she's ditching her old friends for druggies! Why she used to be so perfect and never did anything wrong. Lindsay, Ever since I was born I've wanted to be like you. Now I don't even know who you are" Stacey exclaimed on the verge of tears.
"I don't know who I am either" Lindsay responded before drifting off to sleep.
"Lindsay wake up!" Stacey shouted at Lindsay the next morning before school.
Lindsay slowly got out of bed and rubbed her eyes. Her diary was resting on her stomach from when she had written in it last night. She didn't feel like showing off so she went to school in a black sweatshirt and jeans. After she got to school she walked into an empty classroom because Fred had seen her. He followed her into the classroom.
"Where are you going?" He asked touching her butt.
"Get your hand off of my butt. I know what you did to me last night"
"You better not tell anyone" He said angrily.
"You raped me!" she exclaimed.
"Shut up!" Fred yelled pushing her hard, causing her head to hit the corner of a desk.
"What's going on?" Vicky asked as she and Sam walked in.
"This bitch is mad because we had sex and I think she's gonna tell" Fred lied.
"If you tell we'll make your life hell!" Vicky exclaimed.
"If I tell you'll be out of my life" Lindsay replied.
"Why you little...." Sam said as he punched her hard in the stomach and threw her across the room.
"Oh my gosh I think she's unconscious" Vicky whispered worriedly.
"One way to make sure" Fred said and walked up to Lindsay, took a small knife out of his pocket and made a cut in her arm.
Sam, Vicky and Fred then quickly ran out of the room.
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Brianne, Cassie, Mike, and Andrew were walking down the hall when they heard screams and shouting.
"What was that?" Brianne asked stopping suddenly.
"It came from Mr. Pronk's old classroom!" Cassie exclaimed as the four teens ran towards the empty class.
They stopped dead in their tracks when they saw their ex-best friend Lindsay lying on the ground, unconscious, blood flowing out of her arm.
"Andrew. Call 911 on your cell!" Mike exclaimed running over to Lindsay.
"Oh my god" Cassie whispered crying.
"Mike is she awake" Brianne asked also crying.
"She has a pulse but her eyes are closed. I need something to stop the blood" Mike said trying to get Lindsay to be conscious.
"I called Principal Simpson. He's getting an ambulance. The school's going into lockdown" Andrew explained.
"Do we have to go back to class?" Cassie asked Lindsay's head resting on her knees.
"I don't know" Andrew responded wrapping his jacket around Lindsay's bleeding arm.
Four paramedics walked into the room with Principal Simpson and a stretcher.
"Can we go in the ambulance?" Brianne asked as the paramedics got Lindsay on the stretcher with the help of Andrew and Mike.
"Yes. The four of you may. Do you know who might have done this?" Principal Simpson responded.
"No" Andrew said hugging Brianne.
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Ellie and Sean were in the waiting room at the hospital.
"Who would do this to our daughter?" Ellie asked crying with her head resting on Sean's shoulder.
"Mom Dad" Stacey said walking up to them looking nervous and said.
"Yeah" Sean and Ellie responded.
"I think I know what happened. Here's Lindsay's diary." Stacey said quietly giving her parents the diary and then walking off.
"I'm scared" Ellie said looking at the diary.
"Of what?" Sean asked.
"I have a feeling there's some bad news in this diary"
A/N: I hope you like it! I'll update it again by next weekend.