Gabriella's POV
I managed to slip my hands out of the knots and put on my clothes as quickly as possible. I let my feet carry me wherever they want to go, my feet feel like cement. Each time I lifted a foot, it got heavier, then the next and the next until I couldn't even feel the pain it hurt so much. I felt so violated. Every inch of me reaked with his stench. I was approaching a house .I rang the doorbell; I didn't care who it was. My feet couldn't take it. I collapsed and the door opened. I was face to face with Troy. It was like I snapped back to reality in a matter of seconds. The tears I had been hiding on the walk here rolled down my cheeks. It felt as if they were stinging my face, because I was scarred with him. "Gabriella? Whats wrong" Troy asked. He picked me up and put me on the couch. "Troy…J-Jack…he, he, he r-raped me…or a-almost-t…" Anger filled Troy's eyes but then softened. "Are you alright… can you tell me?" "I w-want t-to b-b-ut I d-don't know if I c-can" I found the strength inside of me to tell him every detail. "…Then he said 'I thought you would have screwed him by now' Then he walked out, so really he didn't rape me but he sexually assualted me" I had stopped crying by now. "why do you think he stopped" Troy asked. "I d-don't know" I started crying again and he held me in his arms. "I t-thought y-you said t-that you wouldn't l-let me g-get h-hurt again…" "I won't"
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Okay this is a totally weird ending but I liked it and Don't worry I will have a sequel it will be called 'Picking up the pieces' I will have it up in a few days!