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BPOV

"oh yea just like your mother." he said as he rammed into me over and over again completely ignoring how I was in agonizing pain. He just kept going never stopping until he has had his release. His hot breath that reeks of alcohol on my neck, his hold on me tight as can be that will definitely leave hand shaped bruises the next day. All the while I'm trying to set my mind to a happy place so I wouldn't have to think about what is happening, but who am I kidding I can't ignore this I can only go through it. I wish I can wake up back in the hospital were I was at but I know it won't help because this is not only a dream but a memory from reality and even if I do wake up I have to deal with the fact that this memory will never leave. If only it would ……….if only……….. if only…………I woke up breathing hard in my hospital bed from that horrible drea- memory. I can already tell its going to be a long year.

5 Weeks Later…………..

I hated school this was a small town meaning everybody knew each others business including my own friends talked about me and laughed and worst of all I saw on some of my class mates faces was pity. I got kicked off of every club I was in because the teachers thought it was best for me to take some time off which I didn't care about because I didn't feel like doing any of my old hobbies. I gave up music, cheerleading, my friends and being popular because I just didn't have the energy for it. I have depression pills to help with that but I didn't take unless someone remembered for me. I just forget most of the time because its hard getting in the habit of using them and sometimes I feel like I don't have to. I just want to leave this town.

2 weeks later………………

Carlisle and Esme decided it was best to move and start over in a new place so here we are in Chicago. This wasn't the brightest of ideas on their part because soon after we moved I started hanging out with these group of teens my age who were in to every type of drug there was. I was skeptical at first about trying it but soon I was high all the time always using my allowance to buy more because we had plenty of money to afford it. I even met this guy Jacob who helped me out by splitting half the money with me. He was a good person and friend to me even though he was in to drugs. My family didn't notice they just thought I was getting better and were happy for me little did they know but that all changed when I overdosed and Jasper found me on the bathroom floor with blood spilling out of my head from when I fell.

A month later……..

I'm in New York with my family recovering from the drug addiction. I didn't go to rehab because I didn't want to leave my brothers and I could never live without them. So I take therapy every Monday, go to the doctor regularly and I am under constant watch. It's 6 months before graduation and I couldn't be sadder.