A/N: Hey everyone, I'm so sorry I havent posted anything in a really long time! Work has kept me busy, and I've been having a lot of problems with my manager...she's weird. She wouldn't talk to me for like two weeks then she started flirting with me, I took care of that tho. Not that I really cared that she was flirting with me, I mean, she's really hot, so it was effecting my work. ANYWAYS, enough about me. I'm going to let y'all know now that this chapter is heavy, short, but heavy. It deals with rape, so if this triggers you (like it does me), please don't read.

Tori's P.O.V.

It was dark, lonely, here in my room. I couldn't stop thinking about what Jade said in the janitor's closet. I don't need help, I can quite whenever I want. I know, that's what they all say.

I sat there with my razor in hand, my favorite one. I just got done carving "pathetic" on my thigh, it just added to what I like to call my "tattoos". I have "worthless", "slut", "bitch", and more all over my body.

My door suddenly busted open, my dad was staring at me, beer in hand like always. I knew what was going to happen, it happened a lot, since my mom died, nobody really knows that the woman I all mom is really my stepmother, she's a nice woman, but she has no idea about what really goes on. He walked in, closing the door behind him.

"If you make a sound I will put a bullet in that pretty little head of yours, understand me?" I nodded. "Good." He grabbed my hair, dragging me to the bed. He didn't have to do much work seeing as my pants were already off.

At one time I tried to run, but I learned quickly not to do that, not after the beatings I would get.

A single tear escaped me as he removed his paints. "This wouldn't be happening if you would have die instead of your mother, you know that this is your fault." He like to tell me it was my fault every time this happened. "If it wasn't for you she's be alive."

My phone started blasting "Closer" by Tegan and Sara. I sighed in relief, I knew that he would get upset about being interrupted and would leave. I'd get beat later and I can handle that.

"Who the fuck is that?" He questioned me, "Is it your little boyfriend? I always knew you were a slut!" He slapped me hard before putting his pants back on and leaving my room.

My phone went off again, I pulled my blanket over me and grabbed my phone. "What do you want, Jade?"

"Are you okay, Tori?"

"Can I come over?"

(Jade's P.O.V.)

Tori told me she would be her in five minutes, that was twenty minutes ago. I tried to call her, but I got nothing every time. My texts also went unanswered.

My head snapped up when I heard a knock on my window, Tori was standing on a tree outside my room, she was soaking wet, it had started to rain about ten minutes ago. I rushed over to let her in.

I looked her over, she had an angry mark on her cheek, it looked like she split her lip a bit. She was wearing a large t-shirt, baggy sweat paints, and slippers.

I grabbed the blanket off my bed and wrapped it around her shivering body. Now that there wasn't water coming down on her I could tell that she was crying.

"He hurt me, I can't do anything about it. I'm so afraid." She clasped into my arms. I half carried her to the bed and pulled her into my lap, rocking back and forth, trying to get her somewhat calm so she could tell me what was going on.

"Let's get you out of those wet clothes and into some dry ones, okay?" All she did was nod. I got up and grabbed so P.J's out of my closet. "Do you want help, or do you want me to leave the room?" I crouched down in front of her, looking her in the eyes.

"Leave, please." I did as she asked. I wanted her to know that I respected her. I just hope she will tell me what happened tonight. This isn't the Tori I knew.