little lies | t. hayworth

six

chapter six: scars.
a/n: rape is mentioned a lot in this chapters

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"It happened over the summer. I was working at the Orpheum with Chip. This group of kids from school came in one night. They said that there was a bonfire party happening later that night in the woods behind the school and did I wanna come. I did. So, I asked Chip to cover for me." Tabby explains. "It was... a good time... at first. But then things took a turn. I didn't think that I had had that much to drink, but I, I got dizzy... lightheaded. I remember thinking I needed to get home, so I started walking. Next thing I knew... I was... deeper in the woods... away from everyone else... on the ground. Then he... he was on top of me."

"Was it Tyler? Is that why you were so mad at him last night?" Imogen asked.

"I thought it might've been, but I cyber-stalked him, and... he was on a family vacation that same weekend, so it couldn't have been him. I-I don't know... who it was."

"Tabby... I am so... so sorry that happened to you." I say, holding her hands.

"Did you tell your mom?" Imogen asks.

"I couldn't. I haven't told... anyone until... right now."

"I, um... I don't know... who it was either. And I remember even less... than you do."

"I'm sorry, Imogen. You don't have to talk about it if you don't want to."

"Would that be okay?"

"Of course. Come here." Tabby and Imogen hugged as I smiled at them.

"Tabby... Rowan, tomorrow after school, would you come with me to see this potential source? Joseph England. 'Member, he called and said he knew Angela and our moms?" Imogen questions.

"Definitely." Tabby nods.

"Yeah, sure." I smile.

"Cool. Apparently, he, um... lives at a train yard. FYI."

I wasn't sure if I was ready to tell Imogen what happened to me. Not that I don't trust her, I do. It's just, every time I try to speak about it I feel.. angry.

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Tabby, Imogen, and I slowly walk through the train yarn. "You Imogen Adams?" A man asks as we all gasp, jumping.

"Um... yes. Are you Joseph?"

"Crazy Joe."

"Oh." We all say.

"Come on inside. It's warmer." He says, walking inside as we all look at each other.

Once we were all inside, the three of us sat down on a couch as Joe sat on the opposite couch.

"Uh, I can close that if you're cold."

"Crazy Joe, was it? No thank you. We're good." Tabby says as Imogen and I turned to her with confused faces before turning back to Joe.

"So, Joseph... Joe... how did you come to live way out here?" Imogen asks.

"The town pays me to keep an eye on the derelict cars. To make sure no one burns them."

"Yeah, that makes sense."

"Joe... you said you knew Angela Waters." Imogen's says.

"More than knew her. I was in love with her. We didn't date or anything. But we were fellow misfits... friends. Till that gaggle of she-bitches turned her head and took her away from me. They adopted her. Turned her into a high-town bitch, if you ask me. I tried to warn her about those girls, but... she ignored me. And look what happened to her. Tragedy."