You know, I remember it like it was yesterday. The fake smiling faces, the fake friends , the fake relationships, the fake happiness.
If only I could've known then what I know now. Maybe I wouldn't have fallen into the trap.
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1 month ago
"Mk! Omg come here" one of my best friends Alyssa yelled.
See I have a group of best friends. Alyssa, Margretta but everybody calls her Mg, Kelsie, Jake. There's also Troy, who just happened to be my boyfriend.
Last year in eleventh grade, we were best friends. A couple weeks later he asked me out on a date and we've been dating ever since.
" what's going on?" I smile amused.
" okay so you know Becky, well she's dating Ray now! Can you imagine! Like OMG!" She screeched.
" ha ha yea.." I awkwardly replied
Sometimes I feel like I don't belong in a group with my friends. There so popular,I'm not.
So pretty, definitely not me. So, perfect.
Something I'll never be.
The conversation continued but I zoned out. My attention was on this boy . It's amazing how much you could love a person, and fear them at the same time.
" hey babes" he smiled.
" hi" I reply shyly.
"how have you been this fine day m' lady" he said smiling, full attention on me.
That is until a younger girl walked past us.
His eyes traveled up and down her body several times before settling on her backside. Almost as if she could feel him staring she turned and looked him straight in his eyes.
He smirked, she winked, and I'm officially invisible.
"excuse me, I'm right here Troy." I attempted to get his attention back.
" umm, yea sorry got a little distracted" he spoke as if he hadn't just gone goggly eyed over another girl, when his girlfriend was right here!
" whatever" I tried to walk away.
Troy grabbed my wrist and slammed them against the locker.
" did I say you could leave?" He whispered into my ear.
A shiver ran through my body, not the fireworks that you get when someone you like touches you. No, this, this was fear.
I looked over to my group of friends, silently begging them to help me.
Maybe this time they won't turn their cheeks.
Maybe this time, they'll help.
As soon as I thought this jake interrupted.
" guys, we should go." And they left, leaving me behind with my boyfriend.
By then all the kids in the hallways had disappeared.
It was just me and him.
" let me go Troy! Your hurting me!" I yelled
He just squeezed tighter.
" since when do I care when your in pain?"
" IM SICK OF THIS! LET ME GO!" I screamed
Warm salty tears streamed down my face.
" please" I whispered
He kissed me. I tried to push him off, but he's a football player. What could I possibly do?
No, not again.
When I wouldn't kiss back he stood up straight.
" kiss me" he said.
" no" I spat back.
He grabbed me, and harshly dragged me towards the exit. Once we reached the parking lot he threw me into the back of his car.
Thats all it took before what's happened so many times before, happened again.
Once again I was beat.
Once again I was raped.
Once again I was hurt, with nobody left to help.
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