Blood Money (smut-V.2)

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God, I couldn't keep hold of myself. It's been weeks since it happened, and I've been assaulted before but this was different. I felt so bad for myself, but also guilty somehow. I know it wasn't my fault of course, those men were c*nts it's just the fact that if I didn't go out that night I wouldn't have ptsd about even being touched!

God this was driving me crazy, I couldn't even touch myself let alone even think about sex.

The worst thing is no one even knew it was my birthday, of course some fans knew but I'm part of the most famous family in America and no one even said happy birthday. I was so annoyed everyone forgot I went out to drown my sorrows in drugs, then everything else happened.

"Hey." Chelsea shouted after me as I walked outside.
"Hey."
"Want to go out tonight? We haven't seen each other in weeks!" She smiled,
"I have tons of homework."
"Homework? You don't do homework, come on!"
"Not today Chels, I'm just not in the mood." I smiled, apologetically.
"That's fine. I better get to class, see you!"

She walked off and I sat on a bench outside.

"What's bothering you?" Bartley came up to me,
"I'm sorry, what?"
"I know we don't talk, and I don't want to. But there's rumors everywhere that you're a completely different person. I don't need to know why, I just want you to talk to me if you need to."
"Cole I-I don't trust you like that, we're not even friends so what makes you think I'd tell you anything?"
"I know most of your secrets y/n, and I've never told anyone. I'm not forcing you, I just want you to feel comfortable."
"Why Cole? I'm always horrible to you yet you always come back, can you just move on?"
"I've moved on! But I know something happened, deep down you know you can only tell me."
"If I tell you I'll have to kill you." I started tearing up,
"No you don't."
"I'm not doing this Bartley, sorry."

I walked off and went to math class.

"Don't forget we still have tutoring tonight." Chalut said, as we sat down.
"I don't have time for that anymore."
"You have to though."
"Why?"
"Well, they'll just give you detentions."
"I don't go to them either."

I was right though, I didn't have to do what anyone told me because there were no real consequences here. I have hundreds of detentions, I've never been to one and they can't do anything.

"Meet me outside at 6pm." I texted Bartley.

He was right, I needed to tell someone.

"You wanted to meet here?" Cole came up to me at 6pm on the dot,
"Hey."
"Hi." He looked confused,
"We're going on a walk, I need to tell you everything."
"Told you."

We snuck out of school and it was 7pm now, pitch black winter night.

"Well? What's the big secret?"
"I was raped. On my f*cking birthday."
"I'm sorry-what?!"

I started crying,
"I came back from skiing and I went out on my own, all of sudden I'm being harassed by at least 4 guys. Then I'm in a ditch getting f*cking raped, whilst I just lay there frozen. My body's still scarred and bruised even thought it was weeks ago."
"I'm so sorry y/n. I really didn't think it was that bad. You really haven't told anyone?"
"I can't Cole! I would if I hadn't of killed my own brother but I guess I just can't hold on to anyone I love."
"You've got me, I promise."
"Earlier on I said if I told you I'd have to kill you, remember?" A single tear fell from my eye.