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I woke up the next morning, exhausted. I'd spent the better part of my night at Buck's, throwing myself at men. I didn't care, I needed to get my mind off of things for awhile.

Within all the dancing around and making out with others I'd managed to crack my wrist and that caused a severe amount of pain and swearing that could put a sailor to jealousy. Someone there-though I'm not sure who- fixed the wrap so my wrist would eventually bend back into place.

I just can't manage to go anywhere without hurting myself.

Luckily, when I got home Two-Bit was a sleep and neither Jack nor my mom were in the house. It was around 3am, so I tucked myself in and at least tried to go back to sleep. I kept seeing images of Jack run through my head. Wasn't that why I'd gone to Buck's? To get him out of my head?

Damn that fucking bastard.

The images were literally tearing me apart. The whole time I lay there all I could see was him, bringing himself towards me. I saw everything again. Him tugging at my jeans, forcing my shirt off of me. His fingers lingering to places, forcing me to let him have his way. I could feel everything again.

Realization started hitting me. Yes, I did realize two days ago after the deed had been done that he'd raped me, but I hadn't thought about it. The day after I'd been off in lala land trying to recover and fighting with Two-Bit and his overprotective ways about Soda.

Now, I was alone. Even with Two-Bit in the house there was no one close by to take my mind away from things.

I could feel him throwing me against the wall, slapping me. The worst part of it all was I could feel him again, what he did to me, what he took away from me. It caused my head to ache with great severity.

My mind still left me with that disgusting feeling Jack gave me and I couldn't shake it. I was scared to see him again, scared he'd do something again.

Once I heard Two-Bit get up I wanted to get out and get up. I wanted to leave my bed and all the images of Jack that my dark room brought forward, but I couldn't seem to get myself to move.

My body started to slowly shake with the fear being held captive inside my body. I felt a chill run up my spine and my breath hitched in my throat.

All I could see was Jack, pulling me toward him, forcing himself upon me. I felt tears burning the rims of my eyes and they slowly fell down my cheeks.

I couldn't give into these images, I just couldn't. I needed something to distract me, I needed someone to distract me, but my body forced me to stay still.

I wasn't asleep and I wasn't dreaming, but there I was, trapped inside my own mind.

Jack's smirk was everywhere, his body all over me.

"Leave me alone," I sobbed out. I felt as though everything was going to cave in on me. The room seemed to come in closer, everything closing around me. I curled my knees up to my chest and rocked myself.

"Stop, please stop," I begged quietly through my tears and sobs. Jack was stuck in my mind taunting me, laughing at me. He would smirk and then slap me.

"Leave me the fuck alone," I sobbed out. I wasn't being very loud. I still understood that if I happened to scream out then Two-Bit would hear me and come ask me what was wrong.

Suddenly, I could no longer control my own body and it started racking from my sobs.

I felt like someone had kicked me several times in the head. The ache worsened from each sob, but I couldn't stop my crying.

In my mind the only thing visible was Jack hurting me. The only thing I could hear was Jack, my own sobs becoming mute as he ventured into my mind.

"Hello Elizabeth," Echoed over and over again, making me gasp for air. I covered my ears and shook my head back and forth viciously.

"No, stop! Just leave me alone!"

I would see him. He slapped me and every time he did I could feel needles slam against my skin. Nothing was really there five seconds later, but it felt like hell through my imagination.

I couldn't control myself, I started flinging my arms back and forth. I hit something and it fell, breaking once it hit the floor.

"Dammit," I muttered to myself as I continued to fling myself around.

Then, everything in the room was gone. I was back in the alleyway once again and Jack had just finished his dirty deed. He got off of me slightly and smirked.

"Fuck you!" I screamed out. All the pain and agony he was causing me was being pushed into me. My stomach gave a sick feeling and his face immediately dropped.

Jack grabbed his pants from off to the side and my heart beat was moving rapidly. He pulled out a knife and I could literally feel my stomach drop. He held the knife up and brought it down.

I screamed loudly and somehow ended back in my room. I was no longer flopping around endlessly, but my sobs continued.

I knew he was coming before I heard his footsteps. Two-Bit burst into my room, his normal obnoxious grin gone. He looked as scared as he had when he found me in the alley.

He kneeled down by my bed and looked towards me, his eyes showing how frightened he really was.

His normal greaser exterior seemed to leave him at that very moment.

"Liz wha-"

I didn't even let him finish. I clung to him like a child finding her parents after being lost in a store for hours. I wasn't about to let go, either.

Two-Bit's arms came around me and I sobbed into his chest, shaking my head back and forth. His arms were comforting and they helped me feel a little more secure.

I felt his fingers running through my hair and it was almost scary how it felt so much like my dad's.

"Shh Liz, you're okay," he told me softly. This was the side of Two-Bit only I really got to see. Sure, maybe one or two other people had gotten to witness it, but I was the one who'd gotten to see it the most.

The way he held me made me feel protected and that's something I needed at that very moment. Two-Bit reminded me of my dad sometimes. How Two-Bit kept hold of me at that very moment, reminded me of how my dad would grasp me if I'd fallen and scraped a knee or if I'd been made fun of.

I realized then that all Two-Bit was doing was trying to almost be a father figure to me.

He didn't care much about little things, like grades or friends, but he made sure I was safe and never sorry.

I realized that he understood my hatred for Jack. He may not have known the things jack would do to me, but he knew that for some possible reason Jack would never be a father to me.

So, Two-Bit took the job for himself.

I let him hold me while I hung onto him for dear life. I was sure my tears were drenching his shirt, but it didn't seem like he minded it much.

I felt my stomach flip and I pulled away. Two-Bit looked overly confused for a few moments, but I ignored his look and dodged for the bathroom.

I bent over the toilet and let go of any food that had been sitting within my stomach.

Two-Bit waited outside the bathroom, probably under the impression I wanted some privacy. I really wouldn't have minded if he rubbed my back or something, but like I said, he was trying the father figure thing, not acing it.

Thankfully, my stomach only needed to get rid of it's contents once.

My mouth had a disgusting taste inside of it so I grabbed my toothbrush and quickly brushed away the remains of my up bringing.

I walked out and leaned against the wall in the hallway, slowly sliding down. Two-Bit stared down at me, biting his lip. I shook my head and looked down at the hard ground below me.

"Liz," Two-Bit started carefully, kneeling down by me. He rested his hand on my knee, but I wouldn't allow myself to look up to him, "What was that about?"

I shook my head slowly as my body started to shake again.

"I-I can't Two-Bit. I just can't," tears started to fall again as sobs started overtaking me once more. I shook my head as I clasped my hands over my face. I could tell Two-Bit wasn't sure where to go from there.

He sort of patted my knee awkwardly.

"Lizzy, it's okay. I'm here," he tried softly. I shook my head a little more. I still had a headache and my mind still wouldn't let go of Jack. The images weren't as bad, but not much better either.

He sighed and rubbed his hand through his hair.

"Liz please."

I could tell he wanted to help. All he wanted to do was help. I didn't know if I was making the right decision or not by saying this, but after my attack I just had I thought it couldn't make things worse.

I took a deep breath trying to calm myself down.

Once my sobs weren't as heavy I whispered my next words so quietly they were barely audible.

"It was Jack."

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