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Disclaimer: I own nothing except for Jack and Lizzy

WARNING: Rape of a minor

Little Lizzy is only 15 years old

She's trying to figure out why the world is so cold

Why she isn't pretty

And nobody seems to like her

Alcoholic step dad always wanna strike her

I continued to walk along the road, needing to be away from people. I was just tired and annoyed. I kicked a stone along the dirt road. A few tears slipped, but I wiped them away. I didn't feel like crying, I didn't WANT to cry.

Why was Two-bit like that? Could he not see how frustrating it was to have a brother who could seem very bipolar when the situation was about me?

I stuffed my hands deep down into my pockets and let out a small, shaky breath. If only people understood me. If only they could see the true me.

That wouldn't work, though! Somebody would probably kill me if they knew my secret! My life was a complete lie.

I was just done with being confused. I put myself in this mess, I should be able to get out shouldn't I?

I shook my head in frustration as I continued down the road.

I usually didn't worry about this kind of stuff. I usually just went on my way, pretending to be quiet little Lizzy.

I sighed and mentally smacked myself. My mind needed to shut up and just get over the fact that I was what I was. I would always live with this. I couldn't change my decisions, so there was not need to worry about them.

I finally looked up to see where I was. I'd walked farther than I normally would have, being lost in my thoughts and all. I shrugged my shoulders and made a quick check to see if there was anyone I knew around.

There wasn't.

A tight knot formed in my gut as I looked around. I really didn't recognize where I was. I usually didn't go off on my own. Normally Two-bit was with me, or else I didn't walk at all.

Thankfully, I could tell I wasn't in soc territory, but I was definitely not in my regular greaser territory. I took a deep breath and decided to just keep walking. My mind still wasn't clear enough.

It felt wrong, going off where I didn't know where I was. Well, I wasn't about to let two-bit chain me down like some mutt. I walked a little prouder for a moment, but it fell as fast as it had come.

I walked passed a few alleys, all creeping me out slightly, but not enough to make me turn. I just felt like I was in a very bad part of town.

I was about to pass by another alley when someone's rough hands grabbed my shoulder. I whipped my head around, causing my neck to crack. I winced, rubbing it for a second. I then looked up at the person who grabbed me and my whole body seemed to freeze over.

"J-Jack?" I questioned, starting to shake a little. He nodded once, a smirk on his face. I felt my entire self become numb all over. I gulped and stared at him.

"Hello Elizabeth," He said slowly, whispering so slightly I could barely hear.

I tried to scream out, tried to run, but my body seemed to be in pause. It was almost as if someone had frozen me over so I could perform no motion altogether. Except, for the fact that I was breathing, that was a very good guess.

"W-what are y-you doing here..?" I asked quietly, looking around to see if there was anyone who could help me. There wasn't.

Jack had that scary look in his eyes, the one he got when he was going to hurt me. I could smell his breath, which reeked of alcohol and other stuff I didn't really recognize.

Jack's other hand came down and caressed my hip. I felt my self tense up and Jack smiled at me.

"Oh, little Lizzy. There's just a nice bar around here." His words were slurred and he looked as if he might pass out. I prayed for that to happen, "Funny thing is," He started, "I don't ne'er see you 'round here..?" He tried to tell me, but his drunken state of mind made it sound like a question.

I shook my head slowly, "W-well, I'm just takin' uh little w-walk. S-so I'll j-just be on my way," His hand on my side made me very jumpy while I talked. It felt strange.

Jack let out an awkward sort of snort sound and squeezed my side lightly where his hand was placed.

"Well, actually Elizabeth, I was thinking you could come with me and we could do something together," A funny looking smirk formed on his face, "Ya' know, father and daughter?"

I almost screamed in his face he wasn't my father, but I decided that if he was drunk that probably wasn't my best option.

"Actually Jack, I have to g-go meet some people," I managed to squeak out. I started to release myself from his grasp, but he tightened his hand on my shoulder. He glared at me for a moment, but his face softened a little after a moment.

"Well, I don't really think that's gonna work out for you Lizzy," He rubbed his hand up and down on my side. I felt tears start to build up. This man scared me like hell, "'Cause me and you are gonna have a good ol' time together," His words still slurred and I got a giant whiff of his alcoholic breath.

"Really Jack, I h-hafta-" I started to rip away again. I was about to break into a sprint when he grabbed a hold of my wrist.

"You don't hafta do anything," He replied, twisting my wrist. I whimpered in pain.

"Stop," I managed to let out. He shook his head laughing.

"Uh uh," He through me by wrist into the alley. I felt something in my wrist crack as I slammed against the brick wall.

Once again I tried to scream, but my breath had caught in my throat. Jack came over and stood tall in front of me. I looked up at him and scowled slightly. He kicked me in the ribs. I went to grab it, and that's when I noticed a horrible pain in my head.

I felt warm tears pour down my cheeks, Jack's drunken laughter could be heard in the background. I looked at him through blurry vision and he smirked, his arms crossed over his chest.

"You ready little girl?"

I didn't exactly know what I was supposed to be ready for, but I was guessing a beating. I tried to shake my head no, but my brain didn't get the message.

Before I had a chance to answer I was picked up off the ground and thrown towards the end of the alleyway. I protected my head this time with my good hand. Jack walked slowly to me.

I tried to sit up, but Jack pushed me back down when he reached me. He got down onto the ground with me and straddled me. More tears flowed as I wondered how much pain I'd be in soon.

My eyes widened, though, as Jack reached for my jean zipper. I started to squirm and he slapped me, hard, across the face.

"Now don't be like that, Lizzy," He said to me softly, now slowly rubbing the back of his hand across my opposite cheek. He reached for my zipper again, but I was too afraid to move.

Jack successfully removed my jeans and slowly went for my shirt. He took over me and I cried the entire time.

He made me feel so dirty and disgusted with myself. I had never felt this dirty, not even when I kissed every guy at Buck's. Jack had taken advantage of me.

I couldn't do anything, he'd won. Jack won. The tears had continued to flow as Jack stood up, walking away, leaving me alone and helpless on the ground.

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