warning: includes mentions of abuse/rape/porn and contemplations of suicide. pls do not read if that makes you uncomfortable. starts at the beginning of the chapter and ends at 'zane's test'
CHAPTER SEVEN
'it comes and goes in waves, it always does.'
"i can't help that you don't know spanish."
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o THE QUEENS' ROOM o
laurie and maria sat in their room, they had just got back from dinner. they had a test for master zane tomorrow, and both wanted to get a good nights rest for it. it was worth half their semester grade, and was suppose to be pretty hard. zane hadn't told them what the test would be like, but they prepared for the worst.
"chico hit me again last night." maria said, pulling up her shirt sleeve. there was a huge welp mark, with bruises surrounding it. laurie walked over to her, her anger rising up.
"maria you have to leave him." laurie was on the brim of tears. maria wiped her eyes and shook her head. "it'll only worsen if i do that. plus he wouldn't let me leave anyways."
laurie let the tears flow down her face, not meeting maria's pleading eyes. she wanted nothing more than for her best friend to be free of chico.
laurie grabbed her jacket off the rail and left the room. she climbed the steps and entered the graveyard. it had been years since the incident and she still wasn't completely over it. it haunts her every moment of every day. and she would have to live with it for the rest of her life.
she took a seat on the edge, trying to get herself to stop crying. she looked down at the concert below, wondering if it would be better to end it all. that way she wouldn't have to live with the memories of it.
her chest started to tighten, and her breath became ragged. laurie stood up, trying not to stumble off of the edge. she heard the door open, just as she was about to take the step. she was going to end her life.
the person who had entered, grabbed her hand, pulling her off the ledge. she smelt his cologne as she got pulled into his chest. her tears were coming stronger now, sobs escaping her throat. she hated looking weak in front of marcus, but she couldn't control the emotions jumbled in her head right now.
marcus stroked her hair, not sure why the girl was going to kill herself just two minutes ago. laurie pulled back and gave him a faint smile.
"what's going on laurie?" he asked her, gently taking her face in his hands.
"can i tell you a story?" laurie asked him, ignoring his question completely. he nodded and sat down by the girl, pulling her back into him. she was going to tell marcus her backstory. she was scared to, she had never told anyone. not even maria.
"it was two weeks before my parents got a divorce. my mother was cooking dinner and my father was watching tv. of course he was drinking, yelling at my mother to hurry up with his food. i walked in the living room, taking a seat on the love seat next to his chair. he was watching porn on the television, and he forced me to watch it with him. telling me that when i became a woman- i would be doing what the people on the screen were." she let out a shaky breath before continuing. "my mother had know idea that he was forcing me to watch it-"
-so with her not being able to see us, he grabbed my hand and pulled me to his bedroom. i watched him as he pulled his pants down. then he proceeded to throw me on the bed. i begged for him to stop, to let me go. i eventually screamed for my mother, who rushed in and pushed him off of me. he never got any farther than pulling my panties down, but i still think about how much worse the outcome could have been." she was in tears again, looking down at the ground blankly. "my mother divorced him, and moved me and her to a smaller apartment. he got charged for it, but last year the news of his escape made its way to the paper, to where i could see it."
