Stolen Innocence

save me

Waking up I began crying again. Something I couldn't seem to stop doing since that night. Why had I done that? I banged my head off my steering wheel causing me to cuss loudly. Taking in a deep breath I tried to calm myself, but I felt so angry. Why was Cole hanging out with them out of all people?! He was supposed to be my friend. Okay so maybe not. I was rude to him. But I had my reasons.

Letting out a frusterated sigh, I leant back in my chair. 'Count to ten' I told myself one* two* three* knock wait what? I looked up to see Blake Jackson, schools bad boy knocking on my window. Letting out an angry groan I rolled my window down.

"What?" I asked grumpily. He smiled at my obvious annoyance.

"I need a ride." He said smiling down at me. "You wouldn't mind would you?" I squinted my eyes angriliy at him.

"I'm at school." I snapped.

He laughed at my lame attempt to persuade him to leave. "Then how come your not actually in there?" rolling my eyes I unlocked my car and he slid smoothly into the passenger side. "Thanks buttercup." I snapped my face towards him, Only to shoot it back quickly from his close proxminity and banging my head hard off the car window. Which in return brought me back to that night in the woods. I've been getting used to the constant flash backs I no longer scream if someone tries to touch me. Or if I see his face in my dreams.

Blake was a neighbor of mine, I had given him rides home before, but lately I've been avoiding everyone possible.

"I am not your buttercup." I scowled at him. Turning on the ignition. And pulling out into the street.

"Oh boy, buttercup. I didnt say you were mine, I mean unless your willing to give your self to me." He wiggled his eye brows. Another flash back tried forcing its way into my mind but I pushed it away I wouldnt let it control my life.

"I'd rather fuck my car." His eyes widened and then a smirk played on his lips.

"Kinky buttercup, I like that." He winked at me. I just rolled my eyes and noticed I'd been driving aimlessly around.

"Blake where are we going." He shrugged his shoulders and smiled a quick small smile.

"My place?" He placed his hand on my leg. I quickly pushed it away. Feeling a wave of nausea run through my body. I stomped on the breaks and ran to the other side of the car. Puking my brains out I didnt realize Blake had grabbed my hair back for me.

Once I finally composed myself, he gave me a towel from the back seat of my car, and I wiped my mouth. Tottaly grossed out by my own vomit I quickly got into the car.

"Blake, Im sorry." I tried my best to smile but I couldn't I felt sick.

"It's fine here let me drive." I scooted on over to the passenger side.

Once we arrived at the house I swore loudly.

"What is it?" He asked. I started to panic.

"Noah!" I practically screamed but my stomach had other plans and I quickly opened the car door and spilled all my insides on the driveway. Once I was done, once again I thanked Blake and then explained who Noah was.

He told me he would pick him up for me. I gave him a questioning look but for some reason I trusted him. He lead me up to my room. And told me he'd be back in ten minutes.

I must have fallen asleep becuase the next thing I knew I smelt bacon and pancakes. Smiling I got up. Feeling a lot better then before. When I made it down stairs I saw Blake and Noah laughing sitting on the counter. Noah was wiping pancake mix onto Blake and Blake was trying really hard to block him.

I laughed for real for the first time since that night.