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Destiny POV
"Shh, Hannah. It's going to be okay," I said while I ran my fingers through her hair. That has always been a way to calm her down.
"No it's not going to be okay. Mom is gone, I was just beat, raped, and now this Jake kid is gone."
"Wait, Hannah. You got raped?"
"Yes I did. Austin fucking raped me. Are you happy? He said that just because he couldn't fullfill his needs with you, why not do it with blood. Even better, a sister. This is all your fault Destiny! You always ruin everything. You should of listened to mom when she said that he was nothing but trouble. Uggh. I hate you. I fucking hate you. Dad should of just killed you. He was right. Your worthless," she screamed.
She ran off into her bedroom.
It is my fault. Everything is my fault. I thought Hannah cared for me. Now she hates me. The thing is, I can't believe she brought up dad. She hates him. I hate him. I didn't mean for anyone to get hurt. It seems like everytime something happens, it's because of me. I bet nobody will even care if I go kill myself.
"Destiny, I know that I havn't known you for that long, but I feel like I have gotten to know you. I feel like I have known you for my whole life. If you killed yourself, that would impact my whole life. I promised Jake that I would protect you from everything and anything. That is including yourself. Destiny, please, don't take anything that Hannah said go to heart. She is just really upset of losing her mom. The way you look when you talk about her, it shows that you love your mom. She may not be right beside you physically, but mentally she will be in your heart. Jake cares about you so much. When he talks about you his whole face brightens up. When someone even says your name he stops what he is doing. Destiny, just think about Jake. What would he do if you were gone? What about Hannah? She just lost her mom, do u think she wants to lose a sister too," Emily said.
Well, she does have a point. What would they do? I don't know why they would actually care about a girl like me. I mean im worthless, a bitch, whore, slut, and I cut. Yes, I havn't stopped. Jake thinks that I stopped. I just moved from my wrist to my stomach. I feel like I should stop but I just can't. If something happens to Jake I will be gone. It's like I killed him. It is my fault. Like Hannah said, I should of listened to mom about Austin. She had never liked him. She said that he was nothing but trouble and he was hiding something. I always just told her that she didn't know him like I did. Apparently, I didn't know him like I thought.
"But Emily, you heard what Hannah said. She hate-"
Emily interrupted, "She is just in shock about everything that has happened lately. Give her some time. She will definitely come around sooner or later. She loves you and she cares for you so much. You gotta be strong for Jake and I. If not us, be strong for your sister. She needs you."
I half smiled at her and said, "Thank you. I am gonna go and get some sleep. You can sleep in the guest room. It's down that hallway second door on the left. We need to find Jake tomorrow."
"Goodnight Destiny. Don't worry, we are going to keep searching. We are not going to stop untill we find your man, " she joked around.
She started walking towards the door. Once she is in I walk into my room. I immediately walked to the bathroom. I made sure to close and lock the door. Nobody needs to know. It's not like they could help me. I am already broken. You know when glass shatters, it shatters in a million pieces. Well, those pieces are me. Once the glass breaks there is no way to ever be together perfectly. It may seem perfect but it is not. That right there is my life. I grabbed my razor and lifted my shirt. Three more cuts.
Jake's POV
I awoke in a different room. I look around and wait till my eyes adjust to the blackness. Once they do I look around. It looks like im in a..... basement? I went to move my hands, but I can't. I then tried my feet, can't move those either. I look at my hands and feet and see rope. They are really tight.
"Don't struggle, it will only hurt worse. Trust me I know from experience."
Who is that? I look around trying to find where the voice is coming from. It sounds like a girl though. What does she mean by experience? Is Austin holding her? All of a sudden I see a girl with blonde hair come in front of me.
"Here let me help you," she said.
I gave her a questioning look and asked her, "who are you?"
"Oh, im sorry. My name is Madison Simpson. You can call me Maddie if you would like."
That name sounds fimilar. Madison Simpson. I know I have heard that name before. The question is where?
"There you go," she said as she finished untying me.
I go straight towards my phone to go Destiny. I get up off the floor and walk around the room to get signal. Of course I wouldn't have signal.
"Are you trying to call someone?"
I turn around and see her looking at me.
"Yea. I am. It is very important too."
"Who? If you don't mind me asking."
I sighed and said, "My girlfriend, Destiny."
I heard Maddie gasp so I look at her. Her eyes were really big. They looked like they were getting watery.
"Destiny. Do u mean, Destiny Noelle Winters?"
(A/N)
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*****QUOTE OF THE DAY*****
She's EMO?
You'd cut to if you go through what she does.
She's ANOREXIC?
You would be too if you were called fat everyday.
She's a WHORE?
She made one mistake and it cost her, her reputation.
She's LOUD?
She's invisable at home and wants to be heard.
She's a GEEK?
She wants to go far to help her poverty ridden family.
She's UGLY?
Please tell me the definition of beauty.
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The Life Of Destiny Winters
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