□♡I'm here to pull you out of the dark♡□

chapter 1

*trigger warning, mentions of r*pe*

Warm fall nights, nights that were a treat to embellish in when you were in the right places, night walks were always a pleasure for me and with each walk that i took i got completely lost in the streets and the trails and the feelings i got just from having time to myself I would never want to go home, and my home was hardly a home, it never was and never will be.

My name is Diana samson and I lived in a very shit home since I was a little girl and when my mother decided to leave me for crack she left me with my abusive step dad and he was a peice of work il tell you, he terrified me growing up and I never understood why he gave enough of a shit about me to hit me and tell me he wished my mum never had me, I guess he was nothing without me because he probably though he was tough when he made me cower to my room covered in brushes, it was a life I could escape from for the night when I would sneak out, I would sleep on benches or under bridges and to be honest i felt at home on those benches, those benches never beat me or told me I was worthless, instead they stood quiet and provided a place for me to collect my thoughts and provided a place for me to sleep without fear.

I was 14 years old on the 20th of october 2017, I snuck out again for my usual night outing and I thought nothing would happen to me as I have always been very careful when I slept outside because I lived in the ghetto of LA and it's not like I couldn't just ran away, I could've but something held me back and to this day I still don't know what it was.

I was walking down the barely lit street wondering if I should go home in the morning which was something I contemplated alot, the moonlight shone on my face with grace and i wondered about how it would feel to feel pretty as the moonlight danced in my eyes, I walked down the street and I heard strange noises as I went, almost like a person lazily shuffling with boots on, i didn't care to much for it which turned out to be a huge mistake on my end, before I knew it I was being dragged into an ally by a man much bigger then me and alot more frightening then my psychotic step father ever was, he did things to me that I still have nightmares about sometimes, I screamed relentlessly as he raped me, yes I said it, he raped me. the universe was only on my side for a second of my life as i managed to find a way to escape, my legs took me away as far as they could, all I had left on was my bra and my underwear I managed to grab in time for me to run, I cried relentlessly as I ran and I didn't even know where the hell to go, all I knew was I managed to find my way into the rich LA neighborhood filled with the huge houses and fancy pools, I wanted to keep going as I knew someone would probably call the cops on me but I knew I needed help.

I never stopped running as the fear of him chasing me lingered in my throat even though in my mind I knew he was gone, the shock started to wear off the pain of what he did finally set in, my legs felt weak and my stomach felt like someone beat it with a hammer and the only things that would escape my lips would be the words help.

"HELP ME SOMEBODY PLEASE!" I pleaded as I ran.

I heard someone on their patio yell at me to shut the fuck up and that's when I knew it was time to leave this neighborhood, but as I ran past one house I saw the lights switch on and I saw a woman come running out of her house towards me, I immediately recognized the woman as sophia bush, she was the one thing that got me through my worse days as her words and her activism on the media filled me up with a sence of confidence and comfort, she was my comfort person and as I was witnessing her running towards me in that moment I thought the guy pumped me up with drugs behind my back and I was hallucinating.

"Oh my god sweetie what's wrong?" She said stopping to let me speak, I couldn't speak for the life of me, it took everything I had to try and catch my breath.

"Please help me" I barely squeaked out.

"Ok it's ok I'm gonna help you, are you hurt?" She asked trying to take my hand.