sorry i never finished the story... too much happend in the past time... ill finish one day. dont hate me.

i have been SOO busy with school and dance team i havent updated in a while. i didnt forget about the story i promise. Give me a week. i promise ill have more up!! tonight is homecomming so i wont have time to work on it tonight. i love you guys!!

I don't believe what I'm hearing. I look back over at my mom and she's laying on the sofa again, smoking another cigarette. I look around the trailor trying to find words to say expecting that the words are written somewheres. There is a long silence on the phone, and then I hear the man speak again. "Laura, are you there?" "Yeah, I'm here. I think the phone cut out. Who you said you were?" I responded back listening closer to the words that are comming out this stranger's mouth, eager to hear his reponse. "I'm your dad, Laura." The man said again. My eyes begin to sting and my heart starts to race. "What are you talking about?" I ask him still confused. "Well, my name is John Stevens, and your mom and I were together about 16 years ago. Well, it's really a long story." He responds to the question. I look around more confused than I thought I would be. Is this the man I herd on the answering machine, or is this all a joke? "What is he talking about mom!" I scream at her trying to wake her up from her trance. She sits up and looks directly at me. "Laura, that's the man I never told you about. The no good scum we call your father." She says to me staring directly in my blood struck eyes. I begin to wonder if he is really as bad as she says he is, considering the comment is comming from her mouth. "Is this true?" I ask the man on the phone "Well, let me explain a little more. When your mom had you, I didn't know that you were my child. Matter of fact, I didn't even know that she was pregnate. We broke up, and shortly after she told me that she was going to have a baby. I freaked out when she told me and I didn't know what to do. I left here, scared and hoping that the news wasn't true. It's uh.. confusing... but I realized I need to meet my daughter." This man on the phone says to me followed by another long silence. My childhood flashes before my eyes, and I remeber all the times that he wasn't there. My whole life, lived without even knowing my real dads name, and he's now on the other end of the phone. "I umm.. have to go." I say in shock at the new discovery. "Laura, please call me when you have time to talk. Please, give me a chance to enter your life." I can not believe what I am hearing. "My number is 546-345-6547.Please keep in touch." He begs me once more as I write the number on the palm of my hand. After I hear him say by, I quickly hang up the phone, eager to hear an explanation from my mom. I turn around quickly in her direction, tearing her apart with my eyes. "What is going on!?" I scream at her loosing my self control. My foot stomps heavily on the floor, shaking the whole trailer and the things on the walls. I put my hands on my head and begin pulling at my hair, frustrated and trying to pull out the thoughts of my life. I yell once more. "What are you keeping from me mom!? What else is there for me to know!?" "I was trying to protect you Laura. He left us before you were born, left me alone to take care of a child, a baby, my baby." "Then why didn't you succeed in protecting me? Why did you not care about me? Why don't you care about me? All you care about is yourself." I scream again at her, then trying to catch my breath and keep tears from leaving my eyes again. I am not successful. Then, there is a silence. I loud silence filling the air of the room. I silent echo is herd on the walls, and still rings in my ears. My mom stands up and starts walking toward me, stumbling over herself. "Laura, I do care about you. Give me another chance. I am sorry I made mistakes. Don't we all make mistakes?" "Yeah, including me," I say to her forcely, "I was a mistake." I walk in my room and grab some clothes and things I may need over the next week. I look at my mirror with the message Matt left me. I sit on the chair near it and stare at my face through the red lipstick. My eyes match the lipstick clearly and I shudder at the thought of Matt being here, in this spot. I try to forget about the idea and grab my school bag. Before walking out, I look around making sure everything I need is with me, and dry my eyes while walking out my room. I walk straight to the door and glance in the living room. I see my mom once again, laying on the couch with a cigarette in her hand. I roll my eyes at the scence, and walk out the door. When I get to the road, I look around for Matt's car hoping I don't spot it. I quickly run across to Sally's house, and knock on the door, hoping that It wouldn't take her long to answer. While waiting, I persuade myself that I am stronger than what I have prove to be. "Hey Laura, Come in." Sally says to me, greeting me at the door. "Whats up?" "Oh, just went get some things from my house, and spending the week with some friends across town." I say back to her following towards her bedroom, and sit on the bed. "Who?" "Friends of the family. Kyle Johnson and his mom." I lie to her about them being friends of the family. Her face drops in awe at the name I just mentioned, "Kyle Johnson, the hot one?" "Yeah, if you want to call him that." I say back to her, trying to giggle at the remark. "I didn't know your family was close to his." I hear her say while walking out the room to the kitcen. "Neither did I." I whisper to myself sarcasticly, hoping she doesn't hear. I look around her messy room remebering all the times I use to sleep over here. How her whole life is shoved in one corner of the room and how the trash is in the other corner. I stand up and walk towards the window remebering the last thing I saw through it. I saw Kyle and Erika kiss through this window. How could I have been so stupid to believe that I was seeing things? "So how's you and Matt?" Sally asks me walking back in her room. I turn around quickly, startled by her entrance back in the room. I walk back over to the bed and sit besides her. I keep my head down trying to gather words to say. "Did yall break up?" She asks me. "Kind of..." I say, and before I am able to finish my sentence, her arms wrap around my neck tightly, pushing me down upon the bed. "Sally, I'm okay. I promise." I say, trying to break free from her grip. She stares into my eyes trying to read what thoughts I'm having. "What happend?" I again try to think of a quick lie to tell her. I can't tell her the truth. Not yet anyway. She wouldn't believe me even if she is my best friend. She's known Matt longer than me, and I don't think she would believe he would do anything to harm me. "I don't want to talk about it." I say. Now that wasn't so bad to figure out. It wasn't a lie. I really didn't want to talk about it. I hope she doesn't ask why. "It's a long story." I add in. "Okay, I understand. So, changing the subject, are you excited about the dance, or I mean, the party after the dance?" "Sure, I guess so." I say, forgetting about the dance completely. "Are you okay Laura?" She asks me, concerned that I am not acting myself. "Yeah, I'm fine. Can I use your phone?" Sally hands me the chordless phone that is laying on her bed, and I quickly dial Kyles number. I hope he answers quickly. I thought I would stay longer, but I feel awkward that she doesn't know what's going on. I mean, I want to tell her, but my gut feeling is telling me I shouldn't. "Hey Kyle, you can come pick me up now." I say as soon as he answers his phone. I listen carefully to his respond. "Sure, I'm at the store right now picking some things up for school. I'll be there in about 10 minutes." He tells me. I reply with an okay and hang up the phone. "Well, I'm going to see you at school tomorrow." I say to Sally, casually rushing to the door. Sally just stands there and stares at me with a confused look on her face. "Laura, your not acting like you usually do." She tells me in a 'what the hell is wrong with you' kind of voice. "I'm not feeling good. I'll see you tomorrow. Bye" I say, and rush out the door. As soon as I reach the road once more, I look all around for Matt's car. I am realived to see that it is no where in sight. I decide to take my time walking across the road, and lead my way to the front step of my trailor. I put my head in my hands and relax. My body is exausted, and in pain. I try to keep my mind on everything Ms. Becky told me. This will all get better in the end. This is just an obstacle I need to get over in life. "Laura, I missed you." I hear a deep voice saying and at that second, I knew who it was. I quickly look up and feel my heart race and all color is flushed out my face. Everything in my mind suddenly disappears. I subtly move myself away from him and up the steps, pushing myself back with my feet and hands. "You didn't miss me Laura?" He says softly, moving closer to my body. "NO, I didn't miss you Matt!" I say to him trying to keep myself from falling apart. "I thought you loved me Laura." After I hear his words. I stand up and try to walk away. "Baby." He pulls my arm towards him. "Matt, let me go!" I demand him. I try pulling my arm from out of his grip but it is too strong. His fingers are around my wrist tightly and I feel the pain in my arm multiplying with each attempt to get away. He pulls my body closer to his and places his other hand behind my head; his fingers getting lost in my hair. His face moves closer to mine and I try to move my head away. His lips press against mine, and I feel the tears leaving my eyes. He then lightly moves his head away from my face and kisses my neck. I feel his breath against my skin once again, and hear his whisper in my ear. "Baby, I missed you and I need you with me. I love you and you know that, and I need you to need me and love me too. Remeber all the things we did together, and remeber all the times I held you in my arms like this. Come with me, I promise I won't hurt you. Give me another chance." I close my eyes and think about everything I am hearing. My mind is washed of every independent thought I ever had and I am again, helpless. He loosens his grip on my arm and leads me in the direction of his house. I remember all the times I walked down to road to his house and how when I would get there, he would greet me with a big hug and kiss. He brings me into his house and he closes the door behind me. I look around at the same house I was at a couple of days before, not expecting I'd be in this situation days after. He stands in front of me, puts his arms around my waist, and kisses my forehead softly. "I love you baby." He whispers.

Im sitting there, in Ms. Becky's arms for a while, just crying. Kyle is standing by the door looking in, worried about what just happend. I'm worried about what just happend. What am I trying to do? What am I trying to prove? Ms. Becky lifts me up to my feet, and wraps the towel around me so i can step out the tub. "Let's get you dried off dear, and get clothes on your body." She leads me to her bed room and grabs a shirt, and shorts out her drawer and places then on the bed by my side. I quickly dry off and change into the shirt and shorts. They were a little big, but nothing I can't handle. Ms. Becky then sits on her bed and signals me to come sit accross from her. I walk towards the corner of the bed and sit down. She throws me a pillow to hold in my hands, to grasp and hug as I please. "You know you can talk to me." She tells me softly as the tears in my eyes dry. "I know." I whisper back, not knowing what to say. "I was you once Laura." She tells me while grabbing the box of kleenex on the night stand. I don't say anything, I couldnt say anything, i had nothing to say. I just looked her in the eyes and our tears met. "I was about 10 when my dad brought a friend home to stay with us. His name was David, and him and my dad have been friends since high school." She paused to take a breath and whipe her eyes. I can see her body trembling and face flinching at the thought of what she was about to say. "We thought we could trust him. He was a good man. He went to church every Sunday, and was nice to everyone, and for some strange reason, he gave me more attention than anyone else in the house. I never thought anything of it. He would give me piggy back rides, and play games with me. He just seemed like a big kid and a new friend. I never thought of anything more than that so young. Untill one day, my parents asked him to babysit me while they went to the store. They were gone for about 15 minutes, and I was just laying down on the sofa watching T.V. He came in and sit by me. 'Whatcha you doing?' he asked me. 'You wanna play a new game?' he asked after I responded. I didn't want to play a game though. He told me it was a fairy tale game; about what happens after a prince and princess live happily ever after. He started touching me in places I didn't want to be touched. I begged him to stop, but he wouldn't! He would never stop! Then, he took my clothes off, followed by his. I knew something wasn't right so I tryed running for the door. When I got up to run, he pushed me down and put his hands over my mouth. 'Your not gunna be a poor loser are you?' He whispered in my ears. I started crying and screaming, but I was powerless and worthless. After he was done the 'game' as he called it, he put my clothes back on and told me not to say a word, because only special girls can play that game. I nodded my head and ran to my room, locked my door, and cryed my eyes out. I knew what had just happened but did not want to believe it. I didn't know what to do. I never told my parents because I was to scared that I did something wrong. About a week later, while I was sleeping, he walked in my room. Without saying anything he came into my bed and started undressing me like the week before. I started screaming, and then he put is hand over my mouth to shut me up. Before I knew, my parents rushed in my room to fine this man on top of me. My mom went call the police and my dad dragged him off of me. I don't remeber much after that, but I do know that the cops arrived soon after to take David away. All I remeber was feeling dirty, and useless, and scared. Like it was my fault or something. After, I started seeing him in my thoughts, my nightmares, and i would hear his voice as I would sleep at night." Ms. Becky takes a deep breath and closes her eyes to stop the tears from falling. I'm looking at her, crying once more. I can feel the pain she was feeling, and there was that internal connection I couldn't quite figure out. "I know your going through a hard time right now, but giving up your life because of someone's stupidty isn't the way to go. It may be hard, but you will get through this harsh time. It's not something you can get over, but it's something that you can walk a way from a stronger person. Don't let Matt take control of your life. You are so much more than that." Ms. Becky moves over to me and puts her arms tightly around me. We just sit on the corner of the bed and cry for what seemed like an hour. No other words were said, just the feeling of being with someone that knew what I was going through was enough. The words she told me were ringing through my ears and it was food for thought that I can acually get through this. Ms. Becky looks at me, wipes her tears, and smiles. "Please promise me that if you ever feel like your life isn't worth living, that you'll call me or something. I can't let you let Matt take over your life, and I know that you don't want him to do that." I look at her and nod my head. She then throws me a tissue, and I wipe the tears from my eyes. "Let's go get cleaned up and grab a bite to eat." She says while opening the door of her bedroom. We head back to the bathroom to splash water on our face. Then to the kitchen to raid the fridge for food. I grab the orange juice and pour me a cup, while Ms. Becky decides to make two bowls of cereal. Kyle is in the living room watchin TV and I can see him at the corner of his eyes looking my way. I try not to make things awkward by looking back at him. I just walk towards the table and sit down by my cereal bowl. "Ms. Becky, how long can I stay with yall for?" I ask her hoping i can stay longer. "As long as you want, If your parents don't mind." "I don't think it will be a problem, but do you think I can go to my house today and see if my mom is home?" I ask her anxious to stay with them for a while. "Sure, maybe Kyle can bring you later. Kyle, would you mind bringing Laura over to her house?" She turns and asks Kyle as she grabs the remote from his hands and puts the news on. "No problem at all. Whenever you are ready, we can head out there." Kyle tells me and touches my sholder passing by, heading towards his room. After I finish my cereal, Kyle and I head outside to his car. I get in and wait for him to start the car and pull out the driveway. "Would you mind dropping me off by my house, and I call you when I'm ready to go? I think I will visit my best friend as well as getting my clothes." I say to him hoping he'll agree with the plan. "Well, I don't mind. Will you be okay?" "Yeah, I'll be fine. I promise. Just ride around I guess and I'll call you as soon as I'm done." I tell him, it being the last words I say in the car. I finally reach my house, well, my trailer, and I jump out the car eager to get inside and then back out. Kyle pulls out the drive way and my heart starts beating faster while thinking about the last time I was here. I look around panicky, and make my way up the steps and then inside. The house is in a mess. I look for my mom or Jeff somewheres around the trash, and I spot my mom layed back on the sofa looking up at the ceiling smoking a ciggarette. She doesn't bother turning around to see whos in the house. She just stays wheres shes at and doesn't move. "Heyy mom." I say quietly while making my way towards the couch. "Where you been Laura?" She asks me, still zoned out looking up at the ceiling. Her words are slow and quiet, like a whisper in the city, small and faint. "I decided to stay at a friend's house. I... I didn't think you would mind." I said to her hoping she doesn't care like she always does. My words are stuttered and I'm trembling with fear. I'm not sure what I'm scared of considering this is what I've always known. She doesn't respond. "Where's Jeff?" I finally break the silence. "He's not around anymore. He left when you did." She takes one last drag on her ciggarette and puts it out on the carpet carelessly. "Oh." I say, not sure if I should say anything more. The phone then rings, breaking the silence, and I walk over to answer it. "Don't answer it!" My mom snaps out of her trans and says to me. I quickly put my hands down and walk away from the phone. She then gets off the couch, and walks over to the phone. At about the fifth ring, she picks the phone up, and quietly says hello. Cursing and yelling fills the quiet room and I could have swore it was Jeff on the other line. I roll my eyes and look the other way when I feel her tug on the back of my shirt. I turn slowly and my mom hands me the phone. "It's for you." She tells me while walking away to light another ciggarette. My heart stops, and my face warms up. My breath starts getting harder and harder to catch... "What...?" I say quietly. I put my ear to the phone and manage to get out the words, "Hello...?" "Laura, Hi, Oh my God. How are you?" The man on the other end of the phone says to me. "Um.. I'm good. Who is this?" I say confused, not knowing what to expect. "I'm your dad." The man on the other end says to me.

We walk towards the front desk of the hospital and ask if we can see a doctor. The nurse points in the direction of the emergency room and leads us too it. They're a few people sitting on the chairs tracing the walls. It doesn't look too busy today. I sit down and Ms. Becky talks to the nurse at the emergency room desk. Moments later, a doctor calls my name. Ms. Becky grabs my arm and leads me to the back room. Its hard for me to think about where Im going right now. I keep thinking about Erika. "Hi, My name is Dr. Joseph. What is it thats wrong?" The doctor says to us while walking in the room. He has a cheerful smile on his face and a glisten in his eyes. My mind wanders.... and I hear Ms. Becky's voice explain what's happened. "Oh no, another will know the story." I think to myself, but by now, I think I'm able to ignore it. I find myself paying more attention to the pictures on the wall. A dad, a mom, and a daughter I'm sure. The man looks like Dr. Joseph and I assume that's the rest of his family. His daughter looks about one, and such a happy baby. She has a big smile on her face and a cute pink dress. She is seated in her mom's arms, and the mom has her hands securly around her stomach. Dr. Joseph is standing behind them with his hands on the lady's sholders. They look so happy. They look so... "That's terrible! What's hurting you? We need to get you checked right away and then I suggest you go to the police." The doctor says to me. I nod my head and don't say a word. He stands up and tells me to stand along with him. He checks my heart, my lungs, my ears, and my throat. The normal check up, and he writes things down on a piece of paper. I show him my scars and bruises on my body. The ones on my back, on my leg, my face, my head, and everywheres else. "Okay, now I need to do a blood test to check for diseases" the doctor tells me. He goes through with the blood tests, not a big deal. Then, pregnacy test is needed. I go through with the pregnacy test too and these results are instant. "Well, for right now the test is showing negative, but since this happened recent, it may take a while for results to show. Take care of yourself, and if you start feeling sick, you should take another test to make sure of the right results." Dr. Joseph tells me after results come in. My eyes start tearing up again at the thought of being PREGNATE for Matt... for that bastard! Tears also fall in thought of waiting for HIV test results. I wasn't the only girl he was with. That scares me. It will ruin me. Again, my life in his hands unwillingly. How could someone have so much power over another person? Ms. Becky and I start walking back towards Kyle's room. I hear her stop and talk to the nurse at the front desk asking if Kyle can go home, and then we walk back to Kyle's room. The nurse unhooks Kyle's IV's and he puts on regular clothes. "You do realize you look like shrek in that green gown huh?" I joke towards Kyle and laugh at my own remark. "You think your funny don't you?" He jokes back and gives me that little smirk. We both laugh at the simple, mild humor. Things were getting to serious. "Well let's go you guys." Ms. Becky says while grabbing her purse and walking out the door. -ONE HOUR LATER- We pull in to the drive way of Kyle's house and walk inside his dark home. "Put a lil light on mah." Kyle says following behind Ms. Becky. I walk in the living room and sit on the Sofa. Kyle sits next to me and turns on the TV. "Why are yall so nice to me?" I ask him in amazement that they allow me to stay in their home. "Why wouldn't we be?" "Well, I'm not use to such hospitality I guess." "Not hospitality, good friends are what we are." He says back to me and smiles. I smile back and don't say a word. I just lay my head down on the sofa pillow and fall asleep. The next day comes. Another day to bring surprise. Another day... The morning sun is shining bright through the windows causing me to squint when waking up. I sit up on the sofa and my hair flops in my face. I rub my eyes trying to get my vision in focus. I get up and try to make my way towards the bathroom. I stumble around for a little bit making my way around the corner still half asleep. I walk into the bathroom and start running the water in the sink and splash the cool water on my face. I fix my hair in a high pony tale so I can get this mess out of my eyes. I look into the mirror and see my ugly face staring back. The scar below my eye seems to be healing. I reach for a towel and clean the dry blood from my face. Looking down, I see my filthy body, not washed in days. Filthy... filthy... I walk over to the tub and start running the water warm. I lock the door of the bathroom and strip myself of all clothing on my body. When I see my self, naked in front the mirror, I see more tears rolling down my face. Im looking at this filthy body of mine. A whore. A whore in pretty skin. A face not deserving. Not deserving of love. I move over the shower curtain, and step into the warm water. I see the texture of my foot changing color while stepping in. I sit down in the water and lean back. I feel the pressure of the water running on my feet, and my hands move around in the water making small waves. I let the water run... My mind wanders again and more tears from my eyes. "Why am I even still here?" I ask myself. "Why?" I cry... I lean more back and push myself untill I can feel the water by my chin, and I allow myself to fall further below the water. While underwater, I feel my hair moving around rubbing against my face, and I have no care in the world while under there. My mind quickly brings me back to when I was younger, and then when my mom started drugs and married Jeff, and then when I met Matt. Then next, the thought of Matt telling me he loved me, and then cheating on me. Him raping me! Then me meeting Kyle, and seeing the fight. I think of the hospital, and the doctors and nurses. This is my life flashing before my eyes. Then, a sharp pain enters my body and without thinking, I jump out the water and scream in agony... reality sets in. Before I realize what had happened, Kyle storms through the door breaking the hinges since it was locked. "What's wrong!?" He screams outloud while worrying about me. "Get out!" I scream at him, after jumping of surprisement and covering my body so he can't see this filthy whore. Ms. Becky runs in right after and pushes Kyle out of the room and walks up to the tub. "Are you okay Laura?" she asks me, but I still scream 'get out' and crying so loud. She pulls me towards her and puts her arms and a towel around me. I pull away at first, and then start accepting her comppasion. I burry my head in her sholder and cry.

sorry i haven't been able to update. Ive been busy with school, but hopefully i will be able to finish the chapter soon. Keep checking back for updates. =]

sorry i haven't been able to update. Ive been busy with school, but hopefully i will be able to finish the chapter soon. Keep checking back for updates. =]

Chapter 10: I'm walking through the halls of the hospital not sure what to think. Everything is such a blur. My heart is beating faster with each step I take away from the room. A game is being played in my head. My mind trying to decide what to do. Should I walk back in the room and stop Kyle from telling his mom? Should I just let it happen and hope for the best in the end? My feet lead me out of the hosital and I'm unaware of who's around me. I start walking around, not sure of where I should go. I'll just stand in the parking lot, walking back and forth until I get brave enough to walk back to the room. What would Ms. Becky think is what I'm worried about the most, and what would Erika say if she found out? I find a bench to sit on by a shaded tree. It's an old bench with a carved in flower on each side, and grass stains covering the sides. I sit and stare out into the grassy area by the hospital. The flowers are dieing off because of the cold weather of fall. The leaves have a brownish tint in color, and fall from the tall trees that shade the area. I think about life. Life has it's down moments and sometimes you feel like nothing will be the same again. The leaves... will always turn green again. I shift my weight around trying to not feel the harsh pain. My mind wanders for some time and then i think... Erika! What if... Matt does the same thing to her. What if... He already has done something to her. We need to talk to her and tell her, after Ms. Becky knows. My life, my secret, in anothers thoughts, and another person's concern. How could I have been so nieve? I'm worried, worried that this will all be a mess. More than what it is already. Someone else's life can be ruined. I suddenly feel a sharp pain in my stomach. My mind races and heart beats faster. What if something is wrong with me? My body... the only thing i had control of now is also in another person's hands. His contol and power over me is unreal. One word can melt me, his eyes, his bold eyes work wonders for his advantage. His touch, his soft touch, suduces me when pleased. I know I can't be the only one in his power. Erika? I suddenly stand from the bench, trying to get my balance, start walking towards the hospital again. I hope it's not to late. I enter the building and try to remeber where Kyle's room is. I walk around for a bit trying to refill my mind with such thoughts about where to go. My mind is blank. "Mam, can I help you?" The nurse at the front desk asks me. "Um.. yea. I'm not sure where Kyle Johnson's room is. Can you please lead me to it?" I say to her. "This way." She smiles and says walking away from the front desk. I follow her through the halls and towards Kyle's room. I remeber this hall, how could I forget the colorful drawings on the wall? How could i forget the only color in the dull building? I'm finally at Kyle's door, and the lady walks away. I hear the whispering loud conversation from the other side of the door. This is it. Another person will know my secret. Let's hope for the best. I touch the knob and a screaming silence comes over my body. I take a deep breath and open the door to the room. Each voice getting louder as I walk in. The last thought enters my mind. "Will she believe it? Trust, hope, believe... pray." They both turn and stare. Ms. Becky stops what she's saying and looks up at me. Kyle looks back down and bites his lip upon my enter. "Oh Laura!" Ms. Becky says while running up to me. She grabs my body tightly and I start to cry in her sholder. The hug is tight and secure and I'm falling apart. This feeling inside has control of me. Mixed feelings are all around. What am i worried about most? Me or Erika's saftey? I push her away after some time and ask, "Erika, Where is Erika?" "I'm not sure, but what does that have to do with anything Laura?" Kyle asks me. I walk over to the chair and sit down. I can't belive he can't figure it out. I pull my legs up, knees by my head, and wrap my arms around them. My body is shaking. I'm loosing control. "She could be next... she could be." My words find there way out my mouth. I can't make since of anything. Ms. Becky and Kyle are worried about something totally different than what I am. "Oh my. Laura she will be okay. We need to get you checked by a doctor." Ms. Becky says to me. "I can't get checked by a doctor! What... don't you beilive us? Don't worry about me. It's Erika!" I say while crying once more. I know what Im trying to say, but they are clueless. "I do belive you, but we need to make sure your body isn't hurt more than it was. We need information, and Erika is okay." I don't say anything, I'm just crying. Kyle is silent, and Ms. Becky kneels by my side. "Laura, you need to see a doctor. Please, we can help you feel better." She grabs my arm and I finally stand up. "It will be for the best, I promise." She leads me out the room and down the hall. The sharp pain comes back in my stomach and I think once more... "Erika..."

Chapter 9: The doctor leads us towards Kyle's room. It's a plain room with old, patterned wall paper. The T.V only catches 10 channels and the room only has one available chair. That leaves me ane Erika standing in the corner of the arid room. "How are you feeling Kyle?" Ms. Becky walks over to him and rubs his forehead. "My head hurts." Kyle says, slightly laughing at his own remark. He spots me in the corner and smiles at me. I give him a slight grin and then I feel Erika pushing me out the way, making her way towards Kyle's bed. "Kyle! What was all that nonsence about?" Erika asks him, her arms are crossed and she has a very concerned look on her face. "Look. Erika..." Kyle pauses, and looks at me before saying anything more. "Uh... Don't worry about it sis. We had our reasons. That's all you need to know." "Kyle!" Erika yells, but is interupted by Ms. Becky. "Erika stop it! How about we go get everyone some food from the diner down the street. Laura, would you mind staying here with Kyle?" Ms. Becky says, and starts walking towards the door, pulling Erika behind her. "No, I don't mind. I'll stay here." I say to her while she walks out the door. Ms. Becky is pulling Erika out the door with her. When Ms. Becky and Erika are completely out the room, I walk over to Kyle's bed and I sit down on the chair beside it. "Why did you do it?" I ask him while staring directly into his dark brown eyes. "How could you ask me that question?" Kyle responds to me sounding sympathetic. "Laura, he hurt you! Now I'm going to hurt him. And on top of all things... Erika, my sister, is his girlfriend now!" "Kyle please stop... Don't say that." I say while looking at the ground with my eyes watering up. Having the thought and vision of Matt cheating on me brings back the same feeling of anger. I thought I loved him. I thought he loved me. "Laura, what's wrong now?" Why don't you want Matt to suffer for what he did to you?" "Kyle, you don't understand, and you never will! I loved Matt. He was the only one that was ever there for me! Even if he hurt me, I still have feelings for him. Now that I realize that your sister was the girl he has been cheating on me with, I don't know if I can stay living with your family for even one more day. I seen Matt kiss your sister the day I got raped, and that vision keeps replaying itself in my head over and over again, along with the sound of him screaming at me because I 'Didnt know what I was talking about.' when I mentioned it. But I knew all along and was stupid for doubting that fact!" I say to Kyle finally catching my breath. There was a long pause... "Wow, I didnt realize you felt this way. I'm... I'm sorry. But Laura, you can't keep all of this a secret! You have to make Matt be sorry for everything he's ever did to you." When Kyle finishes speaking, I look up at him and see tears comming from his eyes. Each one rolling down his face, and I knew it wasn't the pain from his head that was making him cry. "It's crazy... how you think you can trust someone you loved. I don't know what to do. I feel so used Kyle. I wish this could all just go away." More tears leave my eyes and I find myself crying in Kyle's arms. He rubs the top of my head gently and pushes my hair to the side. I then look up to him and give him a slight grin as a thank him for everythings he's done for me. I stay with my head on his chest for a while and didn't even notice that he had fell asleep. I decide to lay next to him. I take off my shoes gently and snuggle on side of him. I look up at the clock and it reads 5 o' clock. It's been a long day. I close my eyes and fall asleep. It feels so good to finally rest again. Two Hours Later... I hear a knock at the hospital door, and I realize that I'm still laying next to Kyle. His arms are around me tightly and one of my hands lay carefully on the top of his stomach. I stand up carefully, trying not to wake Kyle up, but I then realize he is already up from the knocking at the door. I walk over and open it gently. It's Ms Becky with a bag of food. I don't see Erika anywheres around. "Hey you guys. I brought the food. Erika said she had to go do something, so she took her food with her. I guess it will be just us tonight." She hand us our food and sets up the table and chairs near Kyle's bed so he can simply sit up at the end of the bed and eat. I sit next to him and slowly pick at my food. Kyle doesn't say to much. Just that his head still hurts him. The food is acually pretty good, but I'm not hungry. I take a couple of bites here and there, but I have to much going on inside my head to eat. To much to think about. To much to worry about. To much to be scared of. Too much... "Kyle, may I ask you what happened earlier?" Ms. Becky suddenly decides to ask Kyle. I slightly look up Kyle and then quickly back down at my food. I see him still looking down at me trying to figure out what to say. "Mom. Please don't ask me that right now. It's not a good time." "You should be able to tell me. I am your mother, you know. You can not hide anything from me for too long. I will find out. You don't even know Matt to just randomly fight with him." Ms. Becky says to Kyle, trying to persuade him to tell her what the fight was about. She was right about one thing, he didn't really know Matt. I do, though. I know everything about him. Even things that he, himself doesn't even know. I also know that he lied to me, and made me belive he loved me. I also know if he isn't stopped soon, I will be in his arms again, slowly being destroyed of everything I am and could have been. Kyle doesn't say a word and Ms. Becky turns her head to look at me. I stand up and walk to the door, tears rolling down my face once again. "Kyle, tell her the truth." I say to him and then slowly walk out the room.

Chapter 7: "He was here! Matt was in my room, my house!" I say to myself. I hurry, grab my things and run out the door. I trip over the rug and tumble down the steps. My arm scraping against the rocks as my body hits the ground. "Laura! You okay?" Kyle yells while running over to help me up. "He was there! My room... He was in there! Kyle, take me away from here. Please!" I scream at him and I'm breathing heavier and heavier with each word I say. " Laura, what are you talking about? What's going on?" "Kyle! Matt was in my room. He wrote me a message! He is looking for me. What do I do?" Kyle grabs my arm and drags me to his car. He opens the door and I fall into the car. Right when my eyes are in focus I see Kyle running into the house. "What is he doing? Matt isn?t in there... is he?" I say to myself. No sound is made for a few minutes and then, out of no where, I see Kyle running out the door. He slams the car door shut when he gets in the car. He starts it, and pulls out the driveway, faster than I ever seen him drive. "We need to go to the police!" He screams at me. "No. We can't! Please no. I'm scared!" "Laura, that's the whole point of going to the police!" "Kyle. No. Please, not today." I look at Kyle and he's looking at me with tears forming in his eyes. "Wait, what's wrong?" "Laura, I care about you. Why don't you want to do anything about Matt?" He says to me in a concerned voice. "Just take me to your house." I say not looking at him. We finally arrive at the house at around one o' clock. I don't say a word to Kyle. I can see he's upset. I don't understand why he wants to go to the police. They can't do anything about what happened or what will happen. The only thing that would happen, would be Matt running away from the police, and he would hurt me again. I go and lay down on the living room sofa. My head is pounding. I then think about the message on my answering machine. "Kyle, come see for a second please." I ask him. He comes sit on side of me and I sit up to look him in the eye. "Did you check the answering machine when you went inside?" Kyle looks at me puzzled. "No, was I supposed to?" "No, but I think I know the reason why my mom and Jeff were arguing." I look down at my hands shaking in my lap. "I think it had something to do with my real dad. I think he wants to meet me." I look up and I see Kyle staring into my eyes. I finally explain to him what I herd on the answering machine. My voice is trembling, and my eyes are red. "How will I ever find out the truth." I think to myself. Hours later "It's pretty cold this afternoon, and the winds picking up even more. How about we head home." Kyle grabs my hand and leads me in the opposite direction of the road. We went out for a little walk on the dirt road in the cane field. It's a nice little path. We even had seen a little rabbit hopping across the road. No one was around so that made it very peaceful, and we were able to talk to one another without any interruptions. We almost reach the end of the road when a car finally comes into sight. The car pulls up on the side of the road and I can hear the engine being turned off. We walk by the car without even looking inside. We didn't even notice who it was driving. As we get farther down the road, I decide to look back to see who it was getting out of the car. A tall, dark figure gets out the car and lights a cigarette. He then turns around and looks in my direction. "Oh my God! It's Matt!" I say out loud. I see Kyle looking back in the direction of the car. He looks back at me right when I was about to leave the scene. He grabs my arm and pulls me too him. I pull my self away from him and try to break away from his grip. "Laura! Are you sure that's Matt?" Kyle asks me, not letting go of my arm. "Yes, I'm sure. Now please let me go!" I pull my arm from him and start to run in the opposite direction. I'm hoping Matt don't see me. I'm not paying attention to where I'm going and I trip over a rock. My body scrapes against the ground and I can feel my skin tear upon my arm. Pain rushes up my back and then I have a feeling someone is watching me. I struggle to pull my self up and notice Matt staring me down. He starts walking towards me. I start walking backwards and then I see Kyle walking towards Matt. "What's going on!" I say out loud. I then start walking closer to the scene but still try and stay my distance. "Oh... Look here. It's Laura." Matt says walking over to me. "Stay away from her!" Kyle yells over to him, blocking his strait path towards me. "And what are you going to do? I'm her boyfriend, and I see you?re trying to steal her from me." Matt says while standing right in front of Kyle. Kyle doesn?t move. He's as stiff as a rock and you can see his arms are tense and ready to fight. "You?re not her boyfriend! How dare you still call her that after what you done to her!" Kyle's says; face turning red. Before Matt could say anything else, a blonde hair girl gets out the car. It's the blonde hair girl I seen with Matt the day before! All of a sudden it hit me. It's Erika, Kyle's sister! "Kyle what are you doing! What did Matt ever do to you?" Erika says running over to him pushing him away from Matt. "Erika, what are you doing with him? Do you know who he is?" Kyle is screaming at his sister now and I'm still standing in the background watching. "Well, I should know who he is. He's my boyfriend!" At that second, my heart sank to the bottom of my stomach. Tears rushed to my eyes and started falling to the ground. I hate Matt even more than what I ever thought I would. He was cheating on me with Kyle's sister! I guess I'm not the only one who was shocked. I look and I see Kyle run up to Matt and push him down to the ground. I close my eyes tight so I don't see a thing. I hear Erika screaming at the top of her lungs for them to quit fighting. I also hear a pound on Matt's car each time one of them hit it. I fall to my knees and cover my ears, and still having my eyes closed. Another horrible pain went through my back and it brought even more tears to my eyes. My own screams are floating in my mind and I flash back to the night before and picture Matt's face. Forgetting what was going on, and just wanting to escape from my thoughts, I look up and open my eyes. Erika is standing on the side screaming for them to stop. I look over to Matt and Kyle and moments later I see Matt swing a hard punch towards Kyle. Kyle falls to the ground unconscious hitting the ground with all force. Matt runs over to his car and jumps in and Erika runs over to her brother crying and trying to wake him up. Matt peels out and turns his car around in my direction. I turn around and start to run down the road. He is driving towards me full speed and catches up with me. I stop running and hope he just passes me up. He stops his car and hurries out. He walks behind me and I feel his arms going around me really slowly. I try not to move a muscle and I'm praying in the back my mind he leaves. I feel him move up on me, his body right behind me. His chest touching my back. Tears fall from my eyes and again I feel dirty and used. Then, his hand gently slides across my neck brushing my hair back. He kisses my neck and moves closer to my ear. I feel his light breath against my skin. He the whispers softly in my ear. "Baby, I still love you, but I swear if your new little boyfriend goes to the cops, I will hurt you and him. I'm not going to take you with me today, but just remember I'm always going to be around even if you see me or not." He walks away slowly and my attention is focused on him and Erika in the distance trying to wake up Kyle. Matt gets in his car and looks at me. "Remember what I said Laura." He then smiles and drives away slowly.

If your reading this...your bored...so fill it out! 1 - Who are you? 2 - Are we friends? 3 - When and how did we meet? 4 - How did i affect you? 5 - What do you think of me? 6 - Whats the fondest memory you have of me? 7 - How long do you think we will be friends? 8 - Do you love me? 9 - Do i love you? 11- Do i show my emotions? 12 - Physically, what stands out? 13 - Emotionally, what stands out? 14 - Do you wish i was cooler? 15 - On a scale from 1-10 how great am i? 16 - Give me a nickname and explain why you picked it? 17 - Am i loveable? 18 - How long have you known me? 20 - Whats your first impression of me? 21 - Do you still think that way about me? 22 - What do you think my weakness is? 23 - Do you think ill get married? 24 - What makes me happy? 25 - What makes me sad? 26 - What reminds you of me? 28 - How well do you know me? 29 - Whens the last time you saw me? 30 - Ever wanted to tell me something but you couldnt?

Haha. I love the choice of moods there is on this thing. Thats kinda funny there. Anyways. Im bored. nothing to do. I couldnt go to my grandmas today b/c me and my mom got into it this morning cause i forgot to do the dishes.. omfg. Im right now working on my story and trying to get finished with 7th chapter. Ill write later

Another day... another boring day. I went to dance team practice today, came home and did nothing. I watched movies all day and tried to think of more things for the 7th chapter of my story... I have fricken writter's block and it sucks! So Im sorry everyone, Im STILL not done. :( I dunno why Im feeling so wierd. I wonder if its b/c im confused on the whole "boy" issue. I kind of like someone, but Im scared to like him b/c i dont wanna go through the crap and drama that come along with having a bf when things go bad. Plus... Its almost impossible to get over the ex. Quinton. I knwo all my firends hear me talk about how i cant get over him but its soo much more than that. I dunno... One day I'll understand. g2g... phone call. Leave me sumthin sweet<333

Another fricken day! Me being me... Why do i care so much? WHY!? I just wish that everything would go back to how it was before... I miss him so much... i cant tell him that because he gets all uptight bout it b/c he dont want what i want. All i want is him back.. i love everything about him! I'm really happy that he found someone new and really likes her but im such a jealos person.. It suxz b.c what she has right now is what i miss..and love. Okay I need to get over myself! I need to not care! I DONT CARE... [+] I'm Lieing....

Kay... whatever. Here I Go. -------------------------------------------- -:-Let's go back to before... Before I lost u. -------------------------------------------- -:-I heart yew!! Yew Know Who You Are... -------------------------------------------- Okay They're my quotes for the day... Today was average. BORING. lol. I had dance team practice this morning. thats it. Now im talking on the phone with one of my friends.. Thats it.. Buh bye. I need to work on the 7th chapter on my story. ---brandi

I'm soooo bored. Nothing to do. Sorry everyone, this aint the 7th chapter. I'm still working on it. lol. My day was pretty boring. I had to practice my song for the potpourri club and my voice is still bad from being sick. I sounded so bad. URG! --------------------------------------- [x]Turn your face away,from the careless light of day. ------------------------ [x]If love wasn't real. I would have made you up, and gotten over you by now. ---------------------------------------- ----love always <3 brandi.

Chapter 6: "Can I get you some breakfast, dear?" The lady said with a smile on here face. Before I could answer, I hear a familiar voice coming from behind me. "Of course. She'll definitely need breakfast. She's had a long night." I turn around and see Kyle sitting on the chair behind me. He's smiling at me, and he looks so cute. Wait, no. I can't think like this. Not again. "How did you sleep?" Kyle asked me. I try to sit up from the bed, and smile at him. I'm sure he can tell that my smile is fake, though. "I slept well I guess. I just have a headache right now. Do you have any Tylenol?" "Sure, I'll go get you some." Kyle left the room for a few minutes and returned with the bottle of medicine and glass of water. He gave me two pills and I swallowed them as fast as I got them. I thanked him and laid back down a while before breakfast. "Come and get it while it's hot!" The lady, who I think may be Kyle's mom, yells across the house. "That's your mom, right? I ask making sure my guess as correct. "That?s what I'm told. Come on. Let's go eat." He tugs on my arm and leads me to the kitchen. I smell the sweet scent of pancakes filling the room along with the delicious scent of bacon and eggs. The food looks wonderful sitting on the table. It's been a long time since I've had a good meal. "Sit down and eat, dear. Don't be shy. Make your self at home here." Kyle?s mom tells me while fixing a glass of orange juice. I wish I could make my self at home here, but I'm not to sure they would want to see how my home really is. "Thanks Miss... umm..." Before I could figure out what to call her, she interrupts. "You can call me Ms. Becky." She smiles at me and gives me a glass of orange juice. I like being here. I've never realized someone can have such a nice family and home. Kyle comes sit next to me and then we talk for a while. He tells me about how football is going. I try to understand what he's saying, but I don?t know anything about football. He tells me about how he always sees me walking in the halls at school but never had a chance to talk to me. It's hard to believe someone notices me and wants to talk to me. Especially someone like Kyle. He is so sweet and talented. He also has a plan for his life and a great home. The complete opposite of me. I don?t even think I have a home anymore. I wish I knew what happened last night. "So tell you about yourself. You must be bored hearing about me and football." He says to me while picking up my empty plate. "There's not too much to know about me. Just that I have no where?s to sleep, not many friends, just got raped by someone I though loved and cared about me. Also, I have a crazy step-dad, I don't even know my real dad. My mom is a drug head, and I live or lived in what I like to call 'an over sized trash can'!" My face is turning red. I can feel it. I turn away from Kyle feeling embarrassed about everything I just said. I exploded in front of his face. How could I be so stupid? "Hey Laura I'm so sorry. I didn't mean to make you mad. Are you okay? He comes over to me and touches my shoulder. I pull away feeling guilty of everything I've done. Even if I know what happened was not my fault. I can't help but feel that it is. I could have stopped it. I should have known. "I guess I'll be okay. Too much happened in the past twenty-four hours. I'm sorry for yelling, I shouldn't take it out on you." I look away from him hoping he won't see my tears as they fall from my eyes and hit the ground. "Don't be sorry. It's not your fault. It's that boy who will be sorry where ever he is. Your step dad too." "Yeah. I hope I never see Matt again. I hate him, and Jeff too." More tears fall from my eyes and I see Kyle bringing his hand up to wipe them. A car pulls up in the drive way. A girl with long blonde hair comes flying through the door. She looks oddly familiar, but I can't think of where I've seen her before. She is very pretty and I assume that she is Kyle's sister. I can see the resemblance. "Hey Erika, this is my friend Laura. She may be staying with us a while. Laura this is Erica." Kyle introduces us and I feel a bit odd I've been crying. "Hey Laura, I hope my brother hasn't been boring you while you are here." She giggles a bit and I can see Kyle made a face at her. "Well anyways, I have to get going. I just got back from my boyfriends house and now I need to get ready for work. Sorry we can't talk more." I smiled at her before she walked away. I didn't say anything. I'm trying to figure out how I know her. Everything about her is so familiar. Her hair, her face, her figure, but I can't figure it out. "Hey, let's go ride around for a little bit. Maybe we can go get you some clothes at your house if no one is home." He grabs my hand and leads me to his car. I get in and remember how nice of a car it is. As we drive around, I see all the nice homes there is in this neighborhood. Children are playing outside in the cool weather, and you can see a few people out on there morning jog. It doesn't take to long to get out of this neighborhood. Maybe about five minutes. We then enter the trailer park, and I notice how people are looking at the nice car. I hope no one notices that it's me in the car. We finally reach my house. No one is home. I make my way out the car and walk up to the door very slowly scared that Jeff is waiting for me on the other end. I walk inside and see that no one is around. I just see trash and broken glass on the floor. The light is blinking on the answering machine so I decide to check the messages. "Hey Martha," the deep voice says," I want to see her. Please. She's my daughter and I'm sorry for everything I did to you. Can you please give me the chance to see her and talk to her. That's all I ask for." The man suddenly hangs up and then I hear the buzzing of the dial tone. My heart sank. "Who was that and who he wants to see? His daughter?" I say to myself. I swallow hard feeling a lump in my throat. "Is that why my mom and Jeff were arguing last night? Is that my real dad?" I wait and think for a few minutes trying to get my head together forgetting about Kyle in the car. I finally hear the honking of Kyle's car horn. I guess he's telling me to hurry and get my things. I make my way in my room not having to open a door. I just have to watch I don't trip over it since it's on the floor, broken from the night before. I see pieces of broken glass on the floor leading to my mirror. I look up to the mirror and see a message on it written in red lipstick. It says... "Laura, you are not home. This makes me sad. I came to see my loving girlfriend and you are not here. You know our little secret and if you tell our little secret to anyone, you will be sorry. VERY SORRY. I'm looking for you Laura, so don't stay hiding for long. Hiding makes me mad. You know how I am when I'm mad. Love always, Matt."

Chapter 5: I hear a knock at my door. It?s Jeff again. "Open the door Laura Stevens! I'm not done with you yet!" Jeff screams through the door. His voice is as loud as ever. What is wrong with him? Why is he so mad? I finally hear my mom scream across the trailer. She's telling me to run. Where to run to? What's going on? My thoughts are finally interrupted by the banging and cursing of Jeff. My door is locked so he won't get in... Unless he knocks it down. I still hear my mom screaming, and telling me to get out the trailer. So, I finally find my way to my feet and brake open my window. It's not too much to brake since most of it is taped. My door slams open right as I make my way out the window. Jeff's voice is yelling behind me. My feet hit the ground with all force pushed against me. I find my balance and start to run. I still hear the yelling but it's not as loud. Where to run to? My body is weak from running, and when I finally decide to look back, I see that the trailer park is no longer in sight. I decide to sit down and rest for a while. It was a rough night, or morning, whatever it was. It was rough. I find the nearest bench to sit on which is just a couple of feet away. As I sit down, I feel sharp pains in my back and the rest of my body. The soars on my body make it impossible to rest, but I can't do anything about it. Even if my body wasn't soar or bruised, it was invaded and that's enough to hurt me. I've been sitting down for a while trying to calm down. I didn't see anyone around me for the longest time. I'm sort of glad I didn't see anyone. I don't think I can look at anyone without crying. Before I can really relax and calm down, I hear a car coming my way. My heart sank at that very second. Who could it be? "Hey Laura!" I hear coming from the car. The car engine is turned off before I can see who it is and a dark figure is walking my way. "I see you?re still out past your bedtime. You sure you don't need a ride?" It's Kyle. He walks up and sits on the bench beside me. "Hey, what are you doing out so late? Well, I think it's late. What time is it?" I say trying to sound like nothing is wrong. It doesn?t work. I feel a tear slide down my face, but I try to hide it before Kyle would notice. "It's 2:00. Way past curfew. Are you okay Laura? I know something is wrong. Do you want to talk about it? Are can I at least give you a ride." "I barely know you Kyle. Why do you want to help me? I'm just a poor little girl who everyone hates, people hit, used for sex, is stranded on side the rode, and has now where to go. I just want to die or wake up from this dream!" I brake down crying at this point. I can't control it. I just need someone to actually listen and care. Someone that doesn't want to hurt me. Kyle puts his arm around me, but I back up. I don't know if I can trust anyone. He's telling me it'll be okay, but how does he know? I finally bring myself together and tell him what's wrong. After I finish telling him everything, I let him put his arm around me as my comfort. I realized I can trust him. He doesn't want to hurt me, I think he wants to help me. When I calm down a little more, Kyle brings me to his car. I hesitate a bit, but then I finally find myself sitting in his car. His car is comfortable and new. It?s the nicest car I've ever been in, maybe even the nicest car I've ever seen. "Where are you taking me? I can't go home. I don't know where I can go. " I say trying to trust him more. Maybe he has an idea of where I can go. I hope so because I'm getting pretty tired. Before I can finish thinking, I fall asleep. I finally wake up in a nice little house. Cream color walls and sunshine coming thru the windows. Where am I? "Good morning! Did you sleep well?" I hear a cheerful voice coming from the bedroom door. It's a tall and skinny lady with long beautiful hair. I'm not sure who she is though. I'm not to sure where I'm at right now, but wherever I am, I like it a lot. I want to stay.

Chapter 4: I finally awake from the misery I was facing. My body is ached with pain. I wonder what just happened to me and was it just a dream. This is real. This did just happen to me. I feel just so dirty and used. My body is throbbing now, and I wonder how I could ever face people again. How can I ever face Matt? I hope I never see him again, I hate him! I then look around to see if there are any traces of him around. I see nothing but skid marks where he was parked. I didn't have time to think. Tears started rolling down my face like rocks off a cliff. My body still ached with pain and my head pounding. I need to get home. I start walking back to the trailer park. It's not that long of a walk. As I walk I try and get him off my mind. There is just so much to think about. I can't believe what he did to me! "Hey Laura, what your doing out this time of night?" I hear someone yelling out at me. I've seen him before at school, but I never talked to him. He's only a year older than me, and a football player at my high school. Definitely not someone I talk to. I think his name is Kyle, and I didn't even know he knew I existed. "Hey. Kyle.. Right?" I say trying to hold back my tears. "Yeah. So what are you doing here at this time of night? I can give you a ride back home if you would like." I stay silent for a few seconds still trying to fight back my tears. I can see him looking at me very carefully like he's trying to figure out what's wrong. Does he see that I've been hurt? I finally feel a little tug on my shirt and I look up. He's smiling at me, and it's almost like he cares. He barely knows me so that's impossible. "I'm going to just walk home. I barely know you. Thanks anyway." I say trying to walk past without being rude. He runs up to catch me and pushes out his arm to shake my hand. "Hi, I'm Kyle. What's your name?" He says making himself sound so charming. I can't fall for this. I did once and look where it got me. "I'm Laura and I'm not in the mood to talk. Please, can I go home?" I say trying not to cry, but I can't help it. I fall to my knees brushing the ground with all my force. My head is buried in my arms to and I try to hide my tears. My body has been invaded, and I don't want anything to do with guys right now. I need to leave from here. I can't trust anyone. I make my way up to my feet trying to keep my balance. I walk away as fast as I could, so I can get away from him. I don't want to be mean, but I don't want to look at another guy. I have to get out of here. I'm running home. I started to run as fast as I could. I didn't even look back to see if Kyle was still there. I honestly forgot about him for the longest time. I'm to busy re-living the unspeakable moments that seemed like forever. The same pains stay with me. Each one of the scars becoming new again each time I think about it. I need to forget about it, and I'm defiantly not going to tell anyone because they'll never shut up about it. It's better to keep it to myself. "That's what I'm going to do. Keep it a secret." I keep saying over and over again. I finally reach my trailer, and I can barely see the front steps. I see light coming from the kitchen window and I follow the sounds of arguing to help make my way inside. When I finally reach the steps, I take a deep breath before entering. "I hope they don't notice I'm home" I tell myself preparing for anything more to come. I hope tonight's pain is over with, but for some reason I feel like it just begun. When I enter the trailer, I head strait for my room hoping not to be seen. Seconds later I hear Jeff yelling at me. "Where the hell you been Laura!?" He yells at me, his face turning red. I wonder what he's mad about today. "I was just out for a walk and lost track of time. I'm sorry." I say trying not to start anything between me and him. Like I said before, when he's mad, (especially at me) I'm his punching bag. Next thing I know, I'm reliving horrible pains in my body. My face feels like it will fall apart, and right now I wish it would. I don't say anything more. I run to my room as fast as I could and lock my door. I bury myself in a corner and pray.

Chapter 3: "Laura! You okay?" Sally runs over to me, "What?s wrong? Why are you crying?" "I seen Matt with another girl...and...I think he may be cheating on me" "That's crazy! Where's he at!?" I bring Sally over to the window where we can see Matt and his "little friends". There still talking and laughing. I guess there laughing at one of Matt's jokes. It looks like there having a good time. Lucky for them. Then, out of no where, I see Matt lean in on the blonde girl just like he did to me the night before. There lips locked and formed something that would look like a scene in a movie. My heart sank at that moment. Everything around me was a blur. I could not believe what I was seeing. I didn't believe what I was seeing, that was not Matt. It can't be. "Laura, I'm so sorry." Sally said putting her arms around me. "Don't be. Let's just forget about it." I said making my way down to the kitchen. Sally followed me there and kept asking me if I was okay. Why wouldn't I be? That wasn't Matt. It was just someone that looks like him. Sally and I talked for a while about school and the upcoming dance. We are not going to the dance, just the after parties. So, we talked about who is having a party. We plan on going to our friend Greg's party. He always has fun parties. His parents always end up buying our beer, so if we get in trouble we can blame it on them. Who gets in trouble for drinking anyways? Parents in this neighborhood could careless about there children. I know my mom doesn't care. Well, maybe she does but she can't because she's always messed up. I don?t know. "Well, I'd better get home before my mom has a big fit." I said making my way to the front door. I hurried over to my house before it started raining again. I'm not going to stay at my house long, just going to run in and give Matt a call. Maybe I can go over to his house later on. "Everything will be great. He's not cheating on me. He loves me." I keep telling myself. The phone starts to ring. "Umm.. Hello?" It?s him. This is great! "Hey baby, I thought I should give you a call to see if we can get together tonight." "Umm.. I'm kind of busy right now. You can come over later if you want.. I will pick you up in an hour. Is that okay?" "Sure.. Bye. I love you." Whoa. Did those words just leave my mouth? "I love you too, bae." He said back in a sort of cheerful voice and then hung up. Wow, he loves me too. He does feel the same way. I knew it! Yesterday was full proof that he loved me, and today was just a big misunderstanding. Wait, what is he busy with right now? I wonder if it.....really.. Was..... Nah couldn't have been him. He must be busy working on something at his house. That?s all. I need to get myself ready for him to come pick me up. I need to look good for tonight. We love each other so I wonder what's going to happen now. An hour later.... I hear the honking of Matt's car outside so I rush to see him. When I stepped outside, I could see his gorgeous face looking out the window and smiling at me. I walked over to the car and made my self look appealing while opening up the passenger door. When I sat down, he leaned in and kissed me. This is more like it. All the attention is on me right now. We drove around for a while, and talked about what we did today. I told him I went over to Sally's house. I didn?t tell him I seen someone that looked like him make out with this girl. He refused to tell me what he was doing earlier when I called though. Something seems wrong with this picture. When I finally wake up from my thoughts, we were parked under a tree in the local park. I looked over to him, expecting to see the Matt I know and love, and he was gulping down strait vodka. Was he drinking the whole time he was driving!? "What are you doing!? Were you drinking the whole time?" I asked and I'm really worried now. "No bae, its okay I'm not drunk. Don't worry." He leans over and kisses me again. I shouldn't worry about him being drunk. It's not the first time. Why is it so different now? Is it because I'm alone with him in the car? He is capable of so much... he may... we may.. Should I? He leans in closer and rubs his hand up and down my leg. He then puts his hand in my shirt. What do I do? I don't want this. I want it to be special and not when he's drunk. "No! Get off of me!" I yell as I slap him. "What was that for? Don't you love me!? " I thought I did, but apparently all you care about is sex. I don't want to have sex when you?re drunk. I want it to mean something!" "Shut up! You love me and you?re going to do what I tell you! Got that!?" His face is turning read. He grabs a hold of my shoulders and throws me down into the seat. I push him off as fast as I could. This can not happen to me! "Oh Matt! By the way! Who was that girl you were making out with earlier!? You didn't mention her yet!" I yelled at him while pushing him off. "You don't know what you?re talking about. Shut up." I stormed out the door and decided to walk home. It?s not far of a walk. I didn?t get more than a yard away when I felt a tug on my shirt. I turned around to find Matt as crazy as ever. I barely have time to think and I feel this harsh pain on my cheek. The throbbing felt like a thousand knives forcing there way into my skin. Blood flowed down to the ground from the cut on my face. Next thing I know, my face is buried in the ground. Matt is on top of me. Stripping me of everything I have on. All I have to do now is, wait. Wait for my misery to be over with. I then feel the pain run up my back. My screams are not herd from anyone except Matt who is one top of me. My screams are bringing him pleasure. There is nothing I can do now, but pray it ends soon.