Grateful to Another You (G.A.Y)

Ends? Or Beginnings?

Alright so I'm gonna try to start writing things they won't be all that great but I hope you all enjoy them.
Part 1
I scream not knowing what's really going on. My hands are bound up and my eyes blindfolded I could feel there hands moving up and down my bare skin the scent of blood and sex pouring into my nose. I feel the warmth of my tears running down my face.I felt there hand slide down my front abdomen and gently grab my member. It was then I knew something wasn't right I panicked.....

"Help...Help...someone...p..please" I screamed out. As loud as I could hoping someone would save me

"Shh...hun..your okay"
a familiar and different voice from there's said I then could smell a sweet and protective scent. I jumped up from my bed clutching at my heart.
"Thats right....that happened months ago...".
I whisper barely audible to my mom who was looking at Me with a vary confused and concerned look on her face. My mom is the type of person who worries for a lot of people she loves to help everyone that she can. My dad on the other hand was always busy with work so I barely see him but when I do my uncle Sam isn't to far behind. The most I know is that they work in the same business they've known each other for so long that there basically brothers.
"Hun are you alright."
she asked. Bringing me back from my deep thought still clutching at my chest I say.
"Yeah I'm fine what time is it?"
"Its 6:30am"
"O god I'm late"
I run and grab my house keys and my phone and head for the door
"I love you mom see you after school"
She nodded and blew me a kiss as I frantically run out the door to make it to the bus stop. All I could think about is how could they do that to me. And why was I still thinking about it after all this time.

Lucky for me the bus still didn't show up. I pulled out my Bluetooth head phones and quickly threw a random song on ironically it was my favorite band "Evanescence"(Going under). so no one else would try to talk to me. I'm a vary anti social person I personally don't think I'm attractive.
I'm skinny, not vary tone, dark brown hair and light green eyes that starburst out into a cool blue. There are cuts all over my hands and arms from work and small scares in other various places not to many are noticeable.Mostly because I would have to be naked for you to see any of the other one's. I always put on long sleeve cloths and pants so nothing's ever really seen.
As we climb on to the bus I couldn't help but notice a new face sitting in my usual seat.her name was Stacy a vary strange name for someone like her she had dark color to her skin almost darker then the black seats we had on the bus. Her face was vary wide and blotchy and she had beads in her hair like the ones you would see in the hair of a kindergarteners And to top it off the girl must have never had a good parent in her life because she would hide her fingers under her sleaves I could tell this because I... through the years have started to to be able to read people. She was vary insecure about her ears. she hid them with her hair and she had a faint scent of weed and blood coming off of her. Wich means she just recently started her special time of the month where " aunt Flo" comes for a vist she tried to relive her pain by smoking. Not most people would smell these things and I don't know why I could but things seemed to be easier to pick up scent wise as I got older.I decided the beast option was to play my music as loud as possible so I wouldn't hear her smacking her gums at her new found friends.tho that seemed impossible to since for some reason even with my music on full blast she was all I could hear.
Thankfully, school wasn't to far from my stop so I was able to ignore her for the most part. Besides the few times were I would smell another strange sent on the bus witch I didn't recognize but....
kind of liked.

I'm definitely open to any thing you all think about it so far .the lady in the image is a lot better looking then the character but here's Stacy.