3 strikes you're out (DISCONTINUED REWRITE)

(2013 version) 3 strikes you're out

*~*~* Alex's POV *~*~*

I didn't know where I was going until I was going down the corridor I used to go down all the time, before the incident. As the memories of what happened surfaced from the depths of my mind, I shook my head as if I was trying to shake the memories out. My feet halted to a stop in front of room 138 and I knocked on the door. Several minutes later I could hear shuffling and the sound of the door being unlocked, the door swung open to reveal the piercing blue eyes that used to sooth me, but now they are red, puffy, and held the broken young girl I knew was in there.

"What do you want?!"

She spat as she narrowed her puffy eyes into slits and gave me a deadly look.

"Just tell me one thing, why?"

I asked her in a pleading tone with my eyes wide and vulnerable.

"You take everything from me! You always do! Everyone always likes you better and for once I had something that you wanted and it felt good until it wiggled out from my grasp and ran to you because like I said, EVERYONE. LIKES. YOU. BETTER."

She said pronouncing each word with so much hatred that it hurt me in my already fragile heart. Before I could answer she retreated back into her room but left the door open, so I took it as her inviting me in. I trudged into her room, closed the door softly, and walked over to her bed and sat down next to her.

"Your Mom never liked me more, she always asked about you every time we talked, she felt like you were distancing yourself from her and that you hated her for what she did to you. You know she had drugs in her system when the chauffer raped her right?"

I asked and immediately her head snapped up with such force, I thought I heard a crack.

"what?"

she whispered as the words sank in and her shocked expression changed to one of complete horror.

"She took you to the mall to have a girls bonding time, she went back to the car to put away some bags, but the chauffer offered her some water that was drugged. She greedily downed the water and the effects took her immediately, the chauffer took advantage of her and when he was done, he wanted more. He drove back to the house to go again, but since she was passed out, he waited. Once she woke up, he drugged her again and took advantage of her. You walked in the room and that's when your mom told you not to tell anyone because she was scared he would hurt you. She made it seem like an affair just for your safety. I'm sorry Courtney, I wish your mom could've told you this, but you always pushed her away when she tried."

I took a deep breath and felt hot tears rolling down my cheek and hitting my hand with a soft thud. Courtney was now crying, her face remained blank, emotionless, but nevertheless, the tears rolled down her cheek at a rapid pace.

"How do you know?"

She asked, just below a whisper, but loud enough so I can hear.

"Your mom told me and asked me to explain it to you one day since she was not able to. That's why your mom always talked to me, she always asked me about you and told me to fill her in on everything. She only spent so much time with me to talk about you because she wanted to know what was going on in your life."

she finally glanced up and met my gaze, and then she broke down into hysterical crying. I immediately pulled her in and started to softly shush her, whisper encouraging things in her ear, and I rubbed her back.

"I'm sorry! I'm s-so sor-ry! I thought sh-she always li-liked you better, s-so i hated y-you for it"

She whimpered into my shoulder and tightened her grip around me. I felt my tears flowing down my face and damping her shirt.