Hello everyone! I am so sorry for the long wait! Just a warning, this chapter is kind of sad. Anyway, I hope you enjoy!

Chapter 8 First Date

ANAKIN POV:

Tonight's my first date with Sam! We had to change the date because of the car accident. I'm so excited! He's so gorgeous and he seems very sweet!

It's been a week since the accident. My face is still pretty banged up. My eyes are pretty black yet. There are healing bruises around my face. Cuts are still healing and scars remain scattered around my face too.

Chevy's healing pretty well. She doesn't look all banged up like I do. Honestly, I'd rather be banged up for a while instead of experiencing death. I don't know what I'd do without her.

"Do you need help, honey?" mom asks me coming into my room.

"No, mom. I got it," I tell her as I brush my hair.

"I know. It's just, you're going on your first date. I guess I'm just a little nervous. Motherly instincts are kicking in," she tells me.

I laugh. My mom's pretty funny. She has her serious moments too. I guess it's possible because dad has his serious moments too. Those are rare, let me tell you.

"Just holler if you need anything," she says leaving me alone.

I finish getting ready. My hair is down with a headband. I'm wearing a purple blouse with jeans. On my feet are nice sandals.

I go downstairs and sit down next to dad on the couch. He's looking through a car magazine with a red mustang on the front. It's a pretty tight car.

"Hello, Young Jedi," dad greets me closing the magazine. "Wait, are you too young for that nickname?"

"I never will be dad," I tell him truthfully.

"That's good," he says hugging me.

"Wow! You're finally out of your room! I thought you were never coming out of there," Pepsi says joking around with me coming out of the bathroom. Nikki starts laughing.

"I just wanted to prove you wrong," I say playing along. "Look, you contaminated Nikki's mind with calling me a girly girl."

"Honestly, I thought of that before Pepsi said anything," Nikki laughs. She seems to be telling the truth.

"I'm just gonna blame it on Pepsi. It's more fun," I tell her looking at Pepsi.

He sticks his tongue out at me. I stick mine back out at him. Then it goes to making faces at each other.

"Oh my gosh! Where did my kids get this from?" dad asks getting off the couch and acting embarrassed.

"We got it from you!" Nikki answers him excitedly.

"I guess you're right," he says calmly and sits down. "That's alright then. My ways are awesome."

There was a knock at the door. Dad opens it to reveal Sam.

"Hello, Mr. Curtis. My name's Sam Mullen. Nice to meet you," he greets dad putting his hand out.

"Hello Sam. Please, call me Soda," dad says shaking his hand.

"I'm Valerie, Anakin's mom," mom says extending her hand.

Sam shakes it and meets my twin and sister after that.

"Alright kids, curfew is midnight. Anakin, you know your limits," dad says in his serious tone. It's so hard not to laugh.

"I know, dad," I tell him.

I hug each of my family members bye and leave with Sam.

He takes me out to his blue mustang. It's obvious he has money.

"Where would you like to go to dinner?" he asks me.

"It doesn't matter," I answer him.

"Okay. How about Olive Garden?" he suggests.

"That sounds good," I answer and we drive off.

Dinner is full of talking and getting to know each other. As we munch on our fettuccini, we tell jokes and stories. When we finish, we laugh at more stories the whole ride to his house.

We get to his house and he leads me straight to his room. His parents and siblings are no where to be seen.

"Where's your family?" I ask him as we go up the steps.

"They went to the movies."

"Oh, that's nice."

We get into his room. It's full of Motley Crue posters and merchandise. There's also a bunch of Kiss stuff too.

"So you're a Motley Crue fan?" I ask thinking about Chevy.

"Hell yeah I am! They're my heroes," he says without hesitation. This can't be good.

"Really? That's quite interesting," I tell him. I feel a little uncomfortable as he moves closer to me and I keep stepping back.

"You're so pretty," he whispers in my ear. "I know you like me as much as I like you."

"It's only our first date," I tell him.

He throws me on the bed and gets on top of me. I scream.

"Shut up, bitch!" he says slapping me across the face. I get quiet really fast. That is until he unbuttons his pants.

"No, I can't do this," I tell him softly and nicely.

"Be quiet!" he yells whipping his belt off and whacking me in the stomach with it.

I try not to scream, but it doesn't work. It hurt so bad. Luckily, he doesn't do anything harmful to me this time.

He pulls his pants down and starts working on mine. I realize his legs are open. Taking the advantage, I kick him in the nuts. He doubles over and I try to get away. He gets back up, takes a tight grip of my leg, and drags me back toward him. Eventually, he pulls my pants and underwear down. He, then, pulls his underwear down. I'm freaking out as he gets on top of me and kisses down my neck.

"You know you like it. I'm the only one who'll love you like this. You're so beautiful," he says against my neck. "Your skin's so soft." He bites my neck and I holler for help.

"You better shut the hell up!" he yells swinging a punch at my face. I move so that he missed. I'm telling you that's not very smart. He threw a harder punch and nailed me in the nose. Now, I'm bleeding all over the place and my nose is broken. He still kissed me on the lips. I'm wiggling, but he still does it.

"Get off!" I yell trying to push his face away. He nailed my wrists down with a hard grip.

He continues kissing me and eventually takes my shirt and bra off of me. I need help.

"Get changed. It's time to go," he growls throwing my clothes at me.

I change really fast, rush to a bathroom, grab a tissue, and put it up to my nose. I let the blood drain out. I feel so dirty.

"Let's go," Sam says too sweetly gripping my wrist and dragging me with him. "Don't tell anyone. This is our little secret."

He drives me home. When we get there, I rush into my house and shut the door.

"Hey, honey, how was-?" dad starts asking and looks up. "Oh my gosh! What happened?"

"I was running and ran into a wall really hard," I say sounding funny because of my nose.

"You're so clumsy," dad laughs. I'm clumsy and I laugh about it, but the truth is not funny.

"I'm really tired. I'm gonna go shower and head to bed," I say hugging dad.

"Alright, good night," he says hugging me back.

I head upstairs and get a good shower. When I get out, I feel so much better. I get changed and go to bed.

Shit, I'm in a horrible, unhealthy relationship.

There you go! Sorry if it's too short. I hope you enjoyed! Please review!