jupiter.
looking over myself in the mirror, i frowned. there was a bruise on my arm from matthew holding me super tight. he left hickies all over my neck and collar bone, and even a few on my chest.
i felt tears prick my eyes as i walked over to the shower. i put my hand under the water, making sure it was warm enough before stepping in. i grabbed the towel and poured some body wash on it, washing myself clean.
once i finished, i rinsed off my body and stood under the water. my hair was getting wet, but i didn't care about that right now. even though later i know i'm going to be pissed at myself about this, but that's not one of the things on my mind.
i felt disgusting.
he touched me. he literally violated me, three days in a row. i never thought that something like this would happen. after everything that has been taken from me. my family, even though they don't seem to care, my best friend, my freedom, basically everything. he took my innocence, and now i have nothing.
is jason so cruel that he would let matthew take away the last thing that i have left?
jason.
"so you said she came in here and went to the bathroom?"
it had been three days and i decided to check out a bar that was in the city.
i leaned over the counter as the bartender nodded his head. balling my hands into fists, i bit my lip. i was trying my hardest to keep calm for the sake of jupiter and for the sake of my identity.
i rubbed a hand over my face. "and then what happened?"
the bartender paused before speaking. "she came out the bathroom, some man grabbed her, then they left."
i furrowed my eyebrows. "what did this man look like?"
he shrugged. "blonde hair, kind of tall."
i nodded my head before launching one of my empty glasses across the room. it hit the wall and shattered to the floor.
abruptly, i stood up and walked out of the bar, ryan following behind me.
i got in the car, slamming the door closed. ryan got in and looked at me.
"we're going to find her jason."
smirking, i started up the car. "i know."
twenty minutes later, we pulled up to ryan's house. we got out and went inside.
sitting on the couch, i put a hand over my hand over my face. i closed my eyes, thinking.
i slammed my foot down, scaring ryan who was standing in the doorway. tugging on my hair, i started to ramble.
"i don't know how the fuck i let this happen. everytime something starts to go good it always gets fucked up! why the fuck can't things just go fine for once."
i kicked the table that was sitting in front of me, breaking the leg.
"fuck! i'll replace it."
ryan just nodded his, understanding why i was spazzing out like this.
we sat there for about an hour in complete silence, my thoughts taking over my mind.
"jason your phone's ringing."
i looked over to see my phone lighting up on the couch cushion. i picked it up, seeing it was a call from matthew.
"what."
