~Sam POV~
"I'm sorry this happened Barbie." Jade said to me.
"Maybe I deserved it." I replied." Every single one of my moms boyfriends do this to me."
"It's not your fault." She said.
"Why are you even talking to me?" I asked. "You avoid me and then now you're talking to me. No i don't have time for your bullshit."
"I thought you were my friend. A friend would've let me explain, you walked away."
"She raped me Jade, but you're just so quick to judge that you didn't even give a chance to tell you that." I said.
I stared at her just for a moment, and then I finally stood up and left.
Where could I go? Who else could I talk to?
Wendy.
~Jade POV~
I flinched when I heard her say "rape".
I thought I could avoid those words and avoid reality, but I can't.
Where could I go? Who could I talk to?
I quickly turned on the shower and stepped in.
I was still wearing my clothes.
I pulled off the shirt I was wearing and I quickly started to scrub my skin using my washcloth.
I did that everywhere for about an hour.
It was 7:56 pm by the time I got out.
I had goose bumps and they were really red. I scrubbed too hard. Maybe if I do that more often all of the dirt will come off.
I pulled on some yoga pants and a shirt from Hollister and then I was out the door. I didn't care if my dad or Kate got home and I wasn't there. I would get beat either way.
I found myself in front of that same tattoo parlor 10 minutes later. I walked in.
I wanted to get a tattoo now. I was positive.
"Oh hey, Jade did you say it was?" Riley said to me as he walked through the door towards the back.
"Ye, Yeah." I managed out.
Why did he make it so hard for me to walk? Was I blushing?
"Hey Babe." A blonde said she walked through the entrance.
She kissed him. She kissed Riley, and he kissed her back.
"What is she doing here?" the Blonde asked.
"Diana she's a customer, chill." Riley said.
She reminded me of myself when I was dating Beck. So jealous all of the time.
"Hey Goth face, what tattoo do you want?" the girl asked me.
I was staring at Riley wasn't I? God he was so hot.
"Are you staring at my boyfriend bitch?" the girl asked me.
I looked at her.
She looked offended all of a sudden and as she threw her hand up getting ready to slap me, I grabbed her wrist.
"Please don't call me a bitch." I said.
I was going to buy a tattoo, but I'm never coming here again.
I glanced at Riley one more time, and then left to the sound of him arguing to her that he just lost a customer because of her.
~Sam POV~
All me and Wendy do is smoke cigarettes and play MWF3.
I had been with Wendy for about about two and a half hours now, because it's now 11:00 pm.
"Well I'm going to leave now Dee, see you later."I said.
"Bye. Try not to make too much noise, my parents are sleeping." Wendy said.
I left as quiet as I could after that.
I got home to the sound of my mom and Evan having very rough sex.
I can't help but feel so bad for my little brother or sister, they're going to be brought into this horrible world and horrible family, that's if Evan doesn't beat my mom to death first.
It's going to happen to her eventually. Either when she tells him shes pregnant or when she satisfy him in sex,or she doesn't cook something right. It'll happen to her regardless.
I went to my room and sat on my bed. I wanted to die. I turned my head to face the pocket knife that was on my dresser. I've thought about stabbing myself so many times, but its that small bit of hope inside me that's stopping me.
~Jade POV~
I slowly shut the door to my house. I tiptoed slowly to the staircase but then I heard a voice.
"So you think you can just be out all night and then just decide to come home?" Kate said to me.
"Kate, I was just..." she cut me off.
"You're not sleeping here tonight." She said. "You're dad and I are going to fuck all night and I wouldn't be able to bear the thought of you hearing us."
"Didn't stop you last night." I said back.
She slapped me. Hard.
"Get Out." Kate said.
"Fine!" I said as I slammed the door.
I began to cry.
The pain was unbearable. Not just the pain coming from my face, but the pain coming from my heart also.
I've tried telling myself I don't deserve this, but as of right now maybe I do.
All I am is a judging mean goth girl who no one will ever like or love because I take people for granted and I push them away.
I put my hand to heart, and I try to pray to my mom for some help but no one answers. I opened the door and I pushed past Kate in the kitchen and stomped upstairs.
"Hey! Get your ass out of here!" Kate yelled.
I slammed my door shut and locked it. I got out my two suitcases. I packed one with all my bras, panties, socks, my toothbrush, and my hair supplies. Then in the other one I put all of my Uggs inside,my sneakers, flats, heels and my jeans, and leggings, and sweaters. Then Finally I got out my duffel and stuffed in two pillows. I started to cry. I ran to my wall and tore down all the pictures. I put them all in my duffel. I took one more look in the mirror. I was about to leave, but I almost forgot the most important of all. My guitar. It was already in a case, so It would be okay.
I opened my door and I heard and saw no one. I brought down my two suitcases and but them outside my door. It was 1:00 am so hopefully no one would be awake to steal them. Finally I Grabbed my guitar and my duffel, but if I honestly think I could leave so easily I was wrong.
"Where the fuck do you think you're going?" My drunk dad asked me.
"I'm leaving." I replied.
"And where you gonna live?" Kate joked.
"Don't worry about it." I said.
"Don't tell her what to do!" My dad yelled as he lunged at me. I quickly ran out and hit the wall making the picture frame fall on him. I had my guitar around me, my duffel around one arm and I was pulling my two suitcases in both arms.
I didn't know where to go. I was in front of the Groovy Smoothie about 10 minutes later. I dragged my suitcase inside with me.
"Um can I help you miss?" A man with a goofy smile and a stick asked me.
"Please. I have no where else to go." I pleaded.
"How did you know I lived here?" He asked me.
"I didn't." I said.
"Oh, well now you do." He said. " I'm T-Bo."
"Jade." I said as I shook his hand.
" Listen I got a guest bedroom upstairs and you can stay there as long as you like, but you have to work here with me." T-Bo said.
"I'll take it!" I said. " You don't even know me though."
"You don't have to know someone to be kind." T-Bo said to me.
"Ya know, I remember you Jade. You were here with your parents a couple nights ago. You looked uncomfortable and so out of place." T-Bo said.
" They're not my parents, they're horrible things with no hearts." I shot back.
He stared at me.
"Thank you so much T-Bo." I said.
" No Prob. Here I'll show you to your room." T-Bo said.
"Thanks."
" Oh and Jade. Things are going to get much better from this point on." T-Bo said to me.
It was like he knew everything that had happened.
Was he right? Would it get better?
Sorry its been a while. I've been busy with school and such. I hope you liked this chapter! Tell me if there are any spelling or grammar errors please. Tell all of your fanfiction friends to come check out the Ballad of Jade and Sam because I'm not getting as much reviews as I'd like, and I'm starting to think there's no point of even continuing. :d
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~Thanks!~
I'm so sad Beck and Jade Broke up, but I loved Andres Horrible Girl. It was my favorite yet, but I HATED the song.
AND NICKELODEON Y U NO GIVE iCARLY NO MORE?