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𝐅𝐎𝐔𝐑

Avalon's POV

15 years old

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As soon as lunch rolls around, Im already ready to go home. Not only did I fail my chem quiz, but I also missed a shit load of work because of yesterday.

"You dont look to happy."

I turn around to see, Nora, Josie, Jace, Dylan and Luke standing behind me, "Jesus, why are you all here?"

"We want to go skip and go get burgers, you want to come?" Dylan asks, "I mean unless you want to stay here and do work," he shrugs.

I laugh,"Fuck no, lets go."

They all laugh and turn around and out the school door, heading for the car. But before were able to get there, a car zooms through the parking lot coming right towards us, just before the car hits me Im pulled into someones chest. I gasp and look up to see Luke staring down at me with wide eyes.

I push off his chest and look around at everyone, staring back at me with wide eyes, and worry all over their faces.

"What the fuck, Avalon? Why didnt you move?" Dylan yells and pulls me into a hug, "You, okay?"

"Yeah," I laugh nervously, "Im fine, now lets go eat."

Everyone continues to sneak glances at me the whole way to Dash n' Burgers, and when Nora glances and me once more, Im sick of it. "Seriously, why is everyone looking at me?"

"You-you didn't even try to move Avalon."

"I'm sorry, I wasn't thinking." I shake my head, "I'm sorry If I scared any of you."

"You scared all of us." Dylan says, "Even Luke and he hates you," he laughs

I turn around to look at Luke who is already staring at me, "Did I scare you?"

"Yes you idiot, obviously you scared me." he scoffs and faces the window, shutting me out.

"Are you mad at me?"

"Yes."

Oh.

Jace breaks the silence, "Anyways, lets go eat, huh?" I look up, out the window to see us already at Dash n' Burgers.

Dylan clears his throat and turns off the car, "let's go."

We all get out of the car, heading into the diner. Tracy, one of the waitresses, comes up to us, asking for our orders, i order a salad, it's easier to push around.

"Is that all your eating, avs?" Josie asks.

"Yes, I'm not really that hungry today." I smile

"Oh, okay." She eyes me.

While everyone finishes, I realize I really have to pee. "I have to use the bathroom. I'll be right back." I get out of the booth, heading to the bathroom and pushing the door open.

I do my business, getting out of the stall, the doors open, and man comes in. He looks about 40 with brown and grey, greasy hair, "hey, sweetheart."

I clear my throat, "I think you have the wrong bathroom, buddy." I say as I try and get around him but he stops me, putting his hands on my throat, pushing his body into mine.

"Get off!" I yell.

"Not a chance, sweetheart. We're just getting started."

I try and yell for help but he puts his hand over my mouth, shutting me up, he runs his hands down my body, groping me. I try and fight back but he's stronger then I am.

He get my pants unbuttoned, putting his hand in my pants, just as he's about to touch me, the door slams open and the man is ripped off of me, I fall down the wall, putting my knees up to my chest.

I can hear punching being made but I don't look up to see who it is, I can't breathe, I can't breathe.

My body starts to shake with uncontrollable sobs, the memories of my father coming back.

The 10th night that daddy came in, he hurt me worse then he did the night before. he tied my hands to my bed frame, pinning me down with his body.

I was sobbing but he didn't seem to care, he laughed and put duck tape on my mouth to stop my pleading.

As usual, he pulled my gown up, and pulled his pants down, touching my private parts, he hasn't went all the way yet but i felt like he would soon.

He takes him dick out, rubbing himself on me, "you like when daddy does this, don't you? Of course you do, your just like your mother."

After he finishes, he unties me, and takes the tape off. He punches me in the face, I cry out, "p-please stop!"

He grabs a handful of my hair and puts his other hand around my throat, cutting of airflow, "I'll stop when I damn well feel like it, if you EVER tell anyone about this....I will kill you myself. Understood?" I nod, crying, and wanting him to leave.

He slaps me lightly on the ass, "good girl."

When he leaves, I cry until school in the morning.

"Avalon!"

I continue sobbing, not caring that their witnessing this, "Avalon, honey? It's Tracy."

I look up to see if 6 pairs of eyes staring back at me, "Are you okay, honey?" She asks softly, "do I need to call an ambulance?" I shake my head fast, not needing dad to know about this.

I try and say something but my body won't let me speak, shutting me up from speaking to her.

"Avalon?"

I look up Dylan, who crouches down next to me and runs his hand in my hair, pushing it out of my face, "I need you to tell me what happened."

I shake my head and a tear rolls down onto my lip, I start crying again, Dylan picks me up bridal style, i flinch but allow him to carry me back out into the restaurant.

I don't bother looking at anyone because I know their all staring at me. Dylan exits the restaurant, going to his car, somebody opens the car door and Dylan sits me in my seat, "Josie, let her rest her head on your shoulder.

"Of course, come here babe." I feel someone pull my head onto their shoulder, wrapping their arms around me.

I can't feel anything, I can't speak, I have no idea what's happening around me. That man triggered my demons so bad that I feel like I'm a vegetable. I feel like I'm going crazy.

Hi lovelies! I know this is a VERY sad and traumatic chapter but overall I hope you enjoyed. Also, If ANYONE has gone through this and need to talk, I'm here. I will listen to you.

Love ya.

Alyssa out!