Chapter 5

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(Mention of rape and abuse)

(Self Harm)

"What didn't he do?" I say with a sad chuckle escaping my lips

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"What didn't he do?" I say with a sad chuckle escaping my lips. He looks at me with teary eyes and I almost feel guilty.

Keyword- Almost

"That night when he and all his gang members found me they thought oh look nice little plaything. That is exactly what I was for the next 4 years. No one knew. No one cared. I didn't even tell Niki because I felt disgusted by myself. Every night that I went to bed I felt their hands and mouths all over my body. It got to the point where I couldn't even sleep at night. Your father's gang didn't just stop at rape no, they had to go and threaten Niki. So I dealt with everything that was given to me. Then one night Niki had dragged me out to go to this party she really wanted to go to. I knew it was a bad idea seeing as we were staying with Amy and Joseph because dad died of cancer 3 years before. So that being said they didn't like us very much and only tolerated the money they got for having us. But with the smile on her face, I couldn't say no. Later that night as we were on our way to the party singing and having a blast in the car a man was swerving in and out of traffic. That man had gotten into our lane and in order to not have a full-on collision with him she turned hitting a tree. She had gotten impaled by one of the tree branches. I watched as the life drained from her eyes and how I couldn't reach her because I was stuck myself. I was 16 when this all happened. I had to stay with Amy and Joseph all by myself, and god was that rough when they found out I was trans and Niki helped me with...things," I tell as I take off my shirt to show him the scars that littered my body. The words were carved into my skin. The whip lashes permanently there for the rest of my life.

"They called it birthday, Christmas, well shit it was any kind of holiday present. The tattoos may cover some but they don't cover the ones on my back or stomach. I did find ways to stop the pain. I began cutting or going numb. But when it happens it is like the rest of the world doesn't exist. Just utter relief."  I say finally finished telling him everything. I look up at him and see tears falling down his face. He looks over the scars on my body and I start to feel uncomfortable. I put on my shirt and put in one of my earphones leaving one out so I could still listen to what he had to say.

"I-I am so sorry that all happened to you but you have to know I had to leave. If I didn't you or Niki would have been killed," He says 

"Well you don't have to worry about that one of us is dead and the other wants to be," I say making him frown even more.

"I thought I was doing what was best for all of us. I thought I was protecting you and Niki," He says. I can't help but believe in knowing how his father is.

"I-I forgive you and I know Niki does too but right now I just need time by myself," I say my voice wavering. He nods and walks off. I hear everyone else leave as my bedroom door closes. I do what I do best I hook my phone up to my speaker to blast my music as I grab my blade to cut.

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