After Paige Atkins loses her brother in a car accident she feels as if her world was crumbling, until another baseball player comes to her rescue and makes her feel safe.
*Yes I will be sticking to the tragic storyline of Jeff dying, However Hannah...
A/N- this chapter contains a scene with a suicide attempted by OD. It also included a sexual assault scene similar to Tyler's. If that makes you uncomfortable please skip. This is your trigger warning.
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Months had passed since November, it was now April. I still felt guilty of Jeff's death but not as much.
One day at school I opened my locker and there were pictures of Jeff's dead, lifeless body all over inside my locker. I slammed the door and rushed to the bathroom.
I threw up in a toilet, it had been months since I saw him like that. I started to cry remembering everything.
"You're acting like a baby, Paige." an annoying voice said.
I unlocked my stall door to see a smiling Courtney Crimsen, holding a picture of Jeff.
"What the fuck is wrong with you Courtney?" I said with a few tears down my cheek.
"Nothings wrong with me Paige, I'm not the one who let her brother leave, drunk." Courtney said.
"I didn't know he was drunk, and I sure as hell didn't think he'd die that night!" I said trying my best to stay strong.
"You play a big game Paige. And I'm impressed." Courtney said while glaring at me on the ground.
"What does that mean Courtney?" I asked with a harsher tone.
"Calm down Paigey, it means I find it entertaining how you act like you're so strong, when in reality you're just a weak slut!" Courtney said spitting in my face.
"What the fuck are you talking about?" I asked Courtney while I stood up.
Courtney laughed and then pushed me into the side of the bathroom stall. She kicked me and bashed my head against the toilet seat before shoving a mop handle up my lady area.
Before leaving the bathroom she took a picture of me, bloodied up with a mop handle inside of me, blood seeping out from underneath me.
"This is golden!" Courtney laughed. "Have fun Paige."
After sitting there sobbing for a while I wiped up the blood on the group and put a pad on. I tried to clean up my face but the cuts hurt too much to touch.
I was bloody and covering in tears. I was ashamed and embarrassed. I walked through the halls of Liberty till I bumped into Mr. Porter.
"Miss Atkins, oh my! Come into my office, let's talk for a bit." He said with shock.
I obliged because I felt I was required too.
"What happened Miss Atkins?" Porter asked.
I looked at my shoes, blood was smeared on them. I looked at Porter with a look in my eye asking for help.
"Who did this to you?" he asked.
I opened my mouth, prepared to call out Courtney for the shit she put me through, but nothing came out.
