What Was My Fault?

Prolouge

Dear Someone,

I need your opinion on something important or at least what I think is important. Do you think I'm a victim or just a bitch? Now before you decide to make a decision I think it's only fair that you know all the facts as to why I need your opinon on this.

Let's start with introductions.

My name is Chloe Knight and I'm known as the slut/bitch at school. Reason why? Well, truthfully, I have no idea why. I just am a bitch. I've always been that way since I was about 11 years old. For as long as I can remember I've always said anything that others didn't have the guts to say. Basically I call it like I see it.

At 11 years old I also started to become interested in boys. I would do whatever I had to so that I can go out with a guy. Even stab one of my best friends in the back and have no remorse for it afterwards.

But things changed my junior year of high school. And it all started with this new guy at my school. He was handsome, smart, athletic. He was it. The guy I thought I was in love with. Like real love.

However things didn't go the way I thought they would. I thought I could use my tricks and tactics to get him to notice me and ask me out. He did ask me out, but things went way beyond what i thought they would be. And not in the good way.

I thought he was this perfect guy who could do no wrong. As it turns out I couldn't have been more wrong about him.

Now I'm stuck in this place in my life that I can only describe as hell. Well, maybe hell is too strong of a word. Living nightmare would be more acturate. I'm stuck in this nightmare with him and I'm scared.

I don't even think anybody notices the pain I'm in, or the bruises on my arms or legs. Either that or people choose not to pay attention to it because they know that in the past I have been nothing but trouble.

But now is the time when I need someone to take notice of me. To at the very least say hi to me so that way I know I'm not alone. That maybe someone will be there for me through all of this.

Honestly, I don't even blame these people for not wanting to have anything to do with me. I've been nothing but a bitch to those around me. Even those who were more than willing to help me with my life. But as always I had to ruin it. Now I'm paying the price for it.

Maybe I deserve this treatment. Don't you think so?

Then again you might not understand what it is that I'm talking about. I'm getting ahead of myself. Sometimes I do that.

We've just met and like I said before you should have all the facts before you decide if I'm a victim or just a person getting what she deserves. So why don't I start at the beginning of it all. Back many years ago. Back to when I first got intrested in guys, when I stabbed my friend in the back for the first time.