Save Me

Chapter Four

~Justin P.O.V~

"August 9th 2009

Dear Diary,

Oh my god.. It came.. My period.."

Nope! I instantly skipped that part. I sat back flipping the pages to year 2011.

"March 1st 2011

Dear Diary,

Being a 15 year old isn't even easy. Try having boys at school constantly asking you for sex. Girls tricking their shit up expecting you to join them. It's annoying. I just want my braces out.

But forget the BS! So my next door neighbor Justin.. I know he's like four years older than me but I have like the hugest crush on him. He's just so sexy. Wondering if he's ever noticed me is a complete stupid thought. I'm not attractive. At least that's what my step dad says. He's always telling me that. That boys will never be attracted to me only my body. Which always makes me feel so low and down about myself.

My scars are healing. Though last time I've cut it was pretty bad. I think people are starting to notice I'm wearing lots of long sleeve shirts in the beginning of summer. :/ I just wanna be 18. I wanna leave this hell hole.

The most weirdest thing of it all is that my step dad keeps trying to feel me up. It's getting really creepy and kinda scary. I ignore it by getting up and walking away. But that always ends in him shouting that I'm worthless. I've cried myself to sleep so many times I think my tear ducts have dried up.

And this was all today.. :(

Love, Minnie."

Wow.. This could not get anymore depressing. I felt really bad for her. I've noticed her since she's moved in. I never really noticed her "like that" cause she was only 13 moving in.

I got comfortable and started reading again.

~End Of P.O.V~

Once I finally fell asleep I regretted it instantly. My step dad kept appearing in my mind. It was around 4:00am when I woke up from my nightmare. It was just him raping me repeatedly.. I was drenched in my own sweat. I was shaking and my breathing was fast and rapid. I have school in two hours anyway. I still have to catch the bus.

I got up and went to shower did my morning routine. Once I was done I changed into some black skinnies, red converse and a white tank top and my hair in a high messy pony tail. I grabbed my bag walking out the door.

I walked downstairs noticing Justin's Ferrari still outside. What the hell? I walked towards his car door knocking on his window. I saw him jump rolling down his window.

"You slept here?" I asked with a bit of humor in my voice. He had a tired face. He smiled. "Yea I guess I did." He laughed in his raspy morning voice. I bit my cheek. Shit I was about to miss my bus.

"Well I gotta go catch the bus. See ya around." I said walking away.

"Wait!" I heard him call. I turned around walking back to his car.

"I can give you a ride. What time does your school start?" He asked coughing starting the car. I sat in the passenger side. "Um 6:30.." I answered. Justin started driving.

"Let's get breakfast first." He said smiling. Oh god.. "I don't w-wanna impose.. Justin r-really I don't." I said stuttering a little. He turned to me smiling like an idiot. His pearl like teeth actually sparkled. "I insist." He said speeding down the street.

Holy shit I swear we were going nearly a hundred miles an hour. He was just smiling like a idiot while I probably looked terrified. Which I was.

"Speeding will end in a ticket or crashing. Please slow down." I frantically half yelled.

"Are you scared?" He laughed speeding up. I looked at him and he looked at me. I gulped looking ahead we were on the highway. He was swiftly dodging the cars. I clutched the dashboard putting on my seat belt.

"Don't worry.. You're not gonna get hurt." He chuckled lowering the roof of the Ferrari. Holy baby Jesus! What is he doing?

"Are you trying to give me a heart attack?!" I asked as the wind hit my face. He just bit his lip smiling like an idiot his eyes were locked on the road.

I closed my eyes. The way everything passed us quickly made me nauseas. About what seemed like forever passed the car stopped. I looked up. We're most defiantly not in Brooklyn anymore.

"You brought me to New York?" I asked getting out the car. He got out fixing his hair. Cocky little shit.

"Come on best Starbucks is here in Time Square." He said putting his hand on my back. We walked I into the Starbucks. I bit my lip I felt so out of place.

Justin got our Frappes and we sat in a booth near the back. I pulled on my hair noticing I lost my ponytail. My hair must look a mess. I grabbed my hair swinging it to the side.

"Don't worry your hair looks amazing." Justin commented drinking his frappe. I blushed. Than it came to me... Why is he helping me?

"Why are you doing this?" I asked picking at my straw. He looked confused. "Doing what?" He asked with a slight smirk. I sighed.

"Helping me.. Why?" I laughed nervously scratching my head.

"Complicated.." He simply answered. Um what? I'm so damn confused its not even funny.

"Complicated?" I squinted my eyes looking at him. "Just complicated.." He answered again looking out the window.

What's so complicated about this?