You Were My #1

#4

I woke up in my bed. All I can remember from last night was the date with Jack, I don't remember coming back home. I guess Jack brought me home. I get up and look in the mirror. Ugh, I look disgusting. I'm so fat. I Go take a shower since my makeup is a mess and my hair is stuck in knots. I come down stairs and my mom is passed out on the couch surrounded by bottles of whiskey and beer. I went and looked in the fridge and noticed that there was no milk. Eh, I'm not that hungry anyway. I go back upstairs and check my phone for any notifications to find 3 texts from Jack and a bunch of random texts from people from my school.

Jack: hey do you still wanna go to that awesome party I told you about

Cilve: sure where

Jack: right across the street from that place where people always go to see concerts ya kno

Cilve: yeah can you pik me up

Jack: yea b there at 6

Cilve: k

I sit down and scroll through my Instagram for a while and watch some My Digital Escape videos. After what seemed like a few minutes, I look up at the clock to see that it's nearly 5. "Shit!" I run around trying to figure out what I was going to wear. I pull out my favorite ripped up jeans from Hottopic and my favorite Black Veil Brides T-shirt. I went over to my mirror and rimmed my bright blue eyes with some dark black liquid eyeliner and put on my BFF choker. I straightened my long black hair and grabbed my purse. I was about to open my bedroom door when I hear the doorbell ring. I go sprinting down the stairs so that my mom doesn't catch me. "Hey there beautiful."

"Hey there handsome." I say with a smile as we walk to his car.

Later we arrive at the party and I go to get a drink, but Jack stops me before I can.

"Hey, I wanted to get a drink. I'm thirsty."

"Then here" He pushes a bottle of water into my chest.

"Really! You bring me to a party and you don't even let me get a drink!" He walks away laughing.

Later I find Jack surrounded by sluts. I feel some tears rising to the rims of my eyes this sight is like teeth ripping at me slowly yanking my heart out. A small tear falls from my puffy red eyes. I feel slim fingers wrap around my shoulder. "Aww... Somebody was rejected I see." I recognize that voice. Linda Parks, my worst enemy. Long story short she left me in the dust as I sat on my fat ass crying into my teddy bear.

"What do you want, Linda?" I ask without turning around.

"Oh, nothing."

"Then get away from me!"I scream turning around and slapping her.

She scoffs and stomps away. Damn I have to pee. I walk up the stairs and start to pee when the door opens. "Hi there little girl"

"Get out!"

The man just chuckles, shuts the door and walks closer. I get up and pull my pants up. He grabs on to my waist "no need for that sweetie."

"Get off of me!" I scream but no one hears. He unbuckles my belt and pulls my pants down I slap him. And he punches me in the stomach, I scream hoping that someone will hear. But no one comes. He slaps me, "you fucking asshole!" I slap him again. That was his las nerve he punches me right in the face. Everything goes black.

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I wake up on the floor of a bathroom and I hear loud music in the background. I get up and feel weak and dirty. I look in the mirror, my make up is smeared all over my face and I have a big bruise on my cheek. I know exactly what happened. It's happened before. I was raped. I run out of the bathroom and straight out the front door. I go and sit on the curb behind the stadium across the street. I hear light chatter and I see smoke rising into the air in the distance. I get up and walk over to the source of the smoke and then I see him.