We walked all the way to Lenas house which was right next door to mine but she really was only at was Emmett's place.
"Shit, I haven't been here in a while." Lenas parents both died in a car accident before the school year ended last year. I didn't tell her about my dad, plus I was already handling something.
We both sat down on her bed and dust particles flew out gently floating around the room.
"That awkward moment when you think you're special to someone but you aren't..." I felt the tears rolling down my eyes.
"Tell me what happened between you and Emmett." I cleared my throat.
"Dude, everything was okay he was perfect and everything but oh my gosh he took away my v card and it was a really romantic way and then he tells me I'm not good enough, because I didn't make him cüm..." Lena paused, "I haven't been introduced to that kind of nasty. I wouldn't know how to properly grab a di-"
"Okay stop!" I pleaded and let out a small laugh.
"He's not worth it Diana, he cheated on you? Yeah, he did. But fuck him you've got Antonio and he's a way better guy than Kyle."
"Yeah but," I sobbed, "he treated me so well."
"I'm going home now..." I stood up.
"Wait!"
I turned around and Lena threw me some Oreos. I smiled weakly and went downstairs.
I had to deal with my dad again, great!
I took a deep breath and opened the door locking it this time. I turned around and my dad was right in my face. I was startled and I stumbled back just crashing right into the door.
"Hey bitch."
I gulped trying to unlock the door.
"Trying to unlock the fucking door?" He pulled out a knife from behind his back.
"Then I'll cut your fingers off you whore!" He threw the knife, everything happening so fast I seemed to unlock the door but his knife slit my stomach.
I fell back rolling down the stairs, leaving blood puddles on every step.
I woke up with the sound of sirens.
"Sweetie you're going to be okay, got it?" I tried my best to nod but I couldn't. "You lost a lot of blood.."
I pursed my lips thin and didn't say anything.
A few people carried me onto a hospital bed and yelled, "move out of the way!" Pushing me through the halls into the emergency room.
Since that I don't remember anything except waking up with my mom right beside me. "Mom?" I tried sitting up but it hurt too much.
"Shhhh sweat-heart." My mom started stroking my hair with tears rolling down her cheek.
"Weren't you in Miami?" My voice my quiet.
"Honey, I'm not a music producer, I don't meet new artist. That was just a uhhhh cover up." She shrugged.
"I left your dad, because he was being abusive to me, you were too small to remember. He begged me to leave you for himself but I didn't want that. He threatened to kill you and me. I had no choice but to leave it alone. I guess he couldn't take it anymore and started drinking again. He's in jail now." My mom started crying a lot.
"Sorry to interrupt but someone wants to see you." The nurse had her head only popping out the door.
"Who?" I asked weakly.
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Staying Strong
Teen FictionSick of crying, tired of trying, yes I'm smiling but inside I'm dying.