The New Girl

9

Brooklyn's pov:

It's been a couple weeks now since I broke my friendship with Isac and I need to be honest, I miss him. Like a lot. He always made me super happy and he was there for me when I needed him. Why the hell did I break our friendship?! Isac seems to have fun. I think he totally forgot about me...

*school bell*

Finally I can go home. I pick up my books from my locker and head out of the school doors. Then suddenly someone grabs my arm and pulls me to the side. I want to scream but the person holds his hand over my mouth. I start panicking. What the hell is this! Finally the person gets his hand away. I look up and see Rodney. What does that boy want?!

'Well hello beauty.' He says, smirking evilly.

'What are you doing? What the fuck do you want Rodney?!' I yell.

'Shhhh babygirl. If you won't shut up, we'll have to do this another way.'

'Do what? Huh?' I scream into his face. He grabs my arm and covers my mouth again.

'So you won't shut up? Then we'll have to do it another way. The bad way I'd say.' He says and laughs. He pulls me with him into something dark. I blink a few times and then see that we're in the abandoned storage room of school. Rodney pushes me on the ground.

'Ahw!' I fall onto my knees. Then I turn around and see Rodney pulling his sweater over his head. I see his perfectly muscled torso. 'What are you doing?' I ask.

'Shhh. You better stay silent and do what I say or I'll have to hurt you.' He says and then pulls his pants down too. Is he going to do what I think he's going to do?! 'This is going to be the best afternoon of your life, beautiful!' He says and laughs.

Isac's pov:

I'm on my way home from school. I have this weird feeling in my stomach and I don't know why. It's probably nothing. I should be thinking about what I should wear to the school halloween party. It's on Friday and it's Tuesday now so I should come up with a costume. But what? Oh yeah and you need to come with a date but I don't like anyone. I would ask Brooklyn but we aren't friends anymore so... I'll just go alone.

'I'm home!' I walk into the kitchen.

'Hey sweety how was school?' Mom kisses my cheek.

'Just okay.' I reply. 'Do you know what I should have for a costume to the Halloween party on school? It's friday.'

'Maybe you should go like a vampire?' Mom suggests. Sounds pretty cool actually.

'Yeah that sounds okay I guess.' I reply. 'Thanks mom.' I hug her and then head upstairs to make homework.

Brooklyn's pov:

'What's going on here?!' I hear someone say. Rodney quickly puts his clothes back on. He turns around and runs out of the door. A man puts the light on and looks at me.

'Are you okay?' He asks. I stay silent for a moment. 'Miss?'

'Yeah, yeah I'm okay. I- I was just going to leave.' I say.

'Are you sure you're alright? What was that boy doing here?'

'We were looking for something. Uhm, for a- a schoolproject! But I have to go home now, bye!' I run past the man, out of the door.

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I walk home with tears rolling down my cheeks. Rodney was really close to raping me. He almost fucking raped me. Luckily, I was saved by some man who needed to be there. That man doesn't know how freaking thankful I am!

I open my front door and walk straight upstairs to the bathroom. I grab my razor and make cuts in my arm. When my whole arm is bloody I stop and clean it. It hurts. But maybe that's what I deserve? I walk to my room and lay down under the covers on my bed. What am I even doing? I've cut myself before but not this bad. My whole life is a mess. I just want to sleep and turn everything back to normal.

- friday -

So today is the Halloween party. And I decided that I'm not going. Why would I? I don't have a date plus, Rodney is probably going to be there. I stayed home these past day because I'm scared. Scared that he will try it again. And that this time I won't be saved...

'Honey?' My mom opens the door. I'm just sitting in bed, thinking. I look up.

'What?'

'Aren't you going to the school party?' She asks and walks into my room.

'No, why would I?' I say, not looking at her. 'I have no one to go with.'

'Well actually, there's someone downstairs for you.' Mom says and smiles. I look at her.

'Who?' I ask.

'Go see yourself.'

I stand up from my bed and walk down the stairs, followed by my mom. I slowly walk into the kitchen to see someone standing there, next to the counter, with his back facing me. He turns around.

'Hey.'

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