~Jade POV~

I had been staring out my window for hours now. My hair was a mess, I was in boy shorts, and I was wearing a shirt that said "What the Fucking Fuck." I was trying not to remember the words that were exchanged yesterday but they just kept coming back to me. I heard heavy footsteps and then banging on my door, but I didn't move. No matter what I did, it was going to happen regardless. A very painful beating, but this time I was wrong.

My dad came bursting in and almost immediately leaped to me and pulled me by my hair down to the floor. He trying to pull down my shorts. Oh God. I was kicking and hitting and yelling "No! No!" but he wouldn't stop. He punched me in the face, and all I saw was darkness after that. I woke up to something horrifying and painful. My own Father was raping me. I cried and screamed but he kept punching me and raping me. I didn't have any strength anymore. I turned my head to look at my doorway, and there Kate was, masturbating. Did this turn her on? Her step-daughter being raped? I cried harder, not only because of the dreadful pain I was going through, but because people were to be able to do what was happening to right now.

~Hours Later~

When I woke up it was 4:56 pm. I got up slowly. It hurt so bad. When I showered a whole waterfall of blood came pouring down. I was tired. All my life I felt like I had no reason to live. Well Do I? I touched my necklace and remembered my mom. I missed her so much. She would have protected me. I don't want this to happen to me, but I'm just scared of what will happen if I do say something. I looked in the mirror. Disgusting! I slowly and carefully put on black leggings, my Nightmare before Christmas sweater, and my black sparkly uggs. I was headed to the Tattoo Parlor.

~Sam POV~

It was 5:30 pm and I was at the Groovy Smoothie. Jade probably wouldn't talk to me ever again. Well at least, ever since Carly said that. It wasn't what it looked like though. She was drunk or something but she forced it. I didn't want to do it, I wasn't in to her like that. I said NO bunches of times, but she just covered my mouth. Then it hit me. She raped me. The tears came down slowly. She raped me exactly three days before the whole Freddie thing. Why didn't I say something to the authorities? I wasn't gay, was I?

My phone suddenly rang. It was Freddie. Wow, I forgot I even had a boyfriend.

"Hi." I said into the phone.

"Sam? You never called me back." Freddie said.

"Sorry. I've been going through some shit." I replied.

"Whats wrong?" He asked.

"Nothing." I replied and then I hung up.

I didn't want to talk to him. He's so far away, and if he loved me as much I "Love" him, he would've done as much as he could not to go.

My phone rang again and again and again. It was Freddie.

It kept ringing over and over again to the point where my whole body was twitching from annoyance.

Before I could even think about it I threw my phone into my smoothie.

Fuck Phones. I don't have any friends to text or talk to anyways.

Fuck Life.

~Jade POV~

Did I really want to get a tattoo? Was I sure? Yep.

"Okay so what do you want?" The tattoo artist asked me.

"Oh um, I'm still thinking." I said.

He smirked. "Tell me when you're ready."

I nodded.

I was surprised. You know, in the movies tattoo artists always have crazy tattoos all over their head, and neck, and arms, but not this guy. He was different. He has blonde curly hair that fell down, kind of like that guy in "Beastly". He had green eyes, and he was always licking his lips. He was actually, pretty hott. Then all of a sudden, he looked up at me. Had I been staring at him? Oh gosh.

I was blushing wasn't I?

"Are you checking me out Missy?" He suddenly asked.

I was blushing even harder wasn't I?

He smirked.

"I'm Riley." He said.

"I um, I'm Jade." I said.

"Well Jade, do you know what tattoo you want?" He asked me.

"I um, I..."

Why couldn't I say anything?

"I don't want one anymore. I have to go." I said as I made my way out the parlor.

~Sam POV~

I reached into my pocket and unrolled the tissue paper I had. Inside were 15 cigarettes. This was the first time, I was doing this, and I didn't know what to expect.I lit one and quickly huffed it in. I coughed, but then I tried again, and again. I couldn't believe it, I was smoking. I finished my third cigarette, and then I headed home.

...

I walked out the elevator and to my door, only to knocked into. It was Evan.

"Fuck out of my way." I said.

"Excuse me?" He said.

"F.U.C.K. O.U.T .O.F. M.Y. W.A.Y.!." I repeated.

Then out of nowhere he grabbed my hair and slammed against the wall. I heard a door open, but maybe i was hearing things. He punched me across the face, and said "Disrespect me, and I'll fucking kill you."

I nodded.

He let go of my hair and then left.

I was breathing super hard now and crying to top that off.

I was alone now more than ever, but i felt something on me, and I turned my head to see someones hand on my shoulder.

"You're not Alone" Jade said to me as she slid down to sit next to me.

Maybe there are still good people in the world. Just maybe.

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