Max:
I walked out of the house calmly but as soon as I was off of his property, I broke into a run. I ignored the fact that my stomach was killing me. Lissa was the main reason I left. She was the main reason for me being so miserable, so why did she have to follow me? I got to my house, to discover that mom was working tonight and that I, being me, left my key at home. I tried to pick the lock, but after some time, I decided it wasn't working and I didn't want the neighbors thinking I was a thief. I gave up and sat on my steps.
How could I be so foolish to believe that these people, who I had met only yesterday, would actually want to be friends with me? Lissa must've filled them in on how much of an ugly loser I was. I sat there looking at my hands.
Suddenly, it started to rain, but I ignored it, thinking that it would pass soon. I couldn't have been more wrong though, the rain picked up...a lot. It was pouring in a matter of 5 minutes, and I was soaked.
I thought that I had heard footsteps approaching, but I just shrugged it off, saying it was my imagination. But, when I saw a shadow standing a few feet away from my house, looking at me, I got worried. I jumped up and ran to the door. Maybe, mom left the key on top of the door frame, I thought. Wrong. I felt the top and my fingers came across nothing but rain water. I checked under the door mat and then I tried to pick the lock again, using my hair pin. Thank god, El made me carry this around.
Sadly, this didn't work. I was still locked out, with rain pouring around me and a shadow across the street, staring at me.
"C'mon!" I complained, pushing on the door. I jiggled the hair pin in the key hole. "please!" I begged.
The shadow started walking toward me.
I'm gonna die...their gonna get me.
I thought to myself, giving up any hope that I'd get into the safety of my house. I pulled out my phone, maybe I could phone El and ask her to run here. I looked at my phone, my labored breath showing up in a cloud in front of me. Dead. I hit the lock button and the charge sign came up. No! Not now. C'mon!
I looked back up at the stranger and saw he was almost to my house.
"What do you want?" I asked, trying to sound braver than I actually was.
"Hey, pretty girl..." the man slurred. Drunk, Of course just my luck.
"Please...I don't want trouble." I begged.
"Come 'ere." he said, walking up to me and grabbing me by the waist, pulling me towards him.
"No! Please." I begged, struggling against his grip.
"Don't struggle..." he warned. When I continued, he slapped me across the face, let go of me and I went down like a sack of potatoes. I held my cheek, feeling the blood dripping from it.
"Now," he said and kissed me.
_Skipping to later, because I feel awkward writing that but basically he r**** her.
The man left, leaving me in the mud, crying. I felt violated. He stole my first kiss and time.
I decided, that I couldn't tell anyone, not even El. If I did, they would look at me in disgust.
So, I wiped my eyes, and swallowed the lump in my throat and sucked it up.
Hey guys, I feel like this was a really depressing and short chappie...sorry...:( Review?