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I sobbed into my knees, trying not to make noise in case someone came.

My ribs hurt like hell, and I could barely breathe.

I heard foot steps and glanced out to see a teenage boy walking towards me.

I whimpered and stood up, I scurried behind a tree and tried to contain my sobs of pain, and sadness.

A muffled sob escaped from y hand and I whimpered.

"What was that?"

I slumped down against the tree, trying to conceal myself. I heard footsteps coming towards me and crossed my fingers.

No, please no, just walk away.

"I think it came from over here!" The boy got closer to the tree until a gasp was heard from him.

"Hey, are you ok?" He knelt down and touched my side. I flinched away from him and he sighed.

"Who are you? What's wrong?" He questioned.

"I'm fine, just umm, drank too much, uhh..." I tried to think of the strongest form of alcohol, "marijuana?"

The blonde boy chuckled. "You don't drink marijuana, you smoke it."

"Well like I said, I'm tipsy." I mumbled.

"You don't sound tipsy." He pointed out. "What your name?"

"It really doesn't matter, I'm just gonna go now." I tried to stand up but fell over as pain raked through my ribs.

"Agh!" I cried out.

"Oh, God, Cmere, why don't you come with me." The blonde said gently.

"No, don't- AHH!" I screamed as he wrapped his hands around my waist.

He moved his hands to my hips and set me on his knee.

He pulled my shirt up enough to see my stomach and ribs.

"Oh dear lord,"  I fought his hands as he held my shirt up but he was much stronger than me.

"Hush." E said gently. He grabbed my hands with one of his as he held my shirt up with the other.

"Come on, babe. Come with me." He picked me up as I weakly struggled against him.

Soon I gave up, in too much pain to fight him.

I lay limp against him as he sets me in the back of a car. "I'm Luke by the way." He said.

Soon we pulled up to a house.

Luke got out of the car and came to the back to pick me up and carry me inside.

As soon as we entered someone said sternly.

"Luke! Why were you... Who is that?" A mans voice asked.

"Ash, she's hurt, I think who ever she was with before abused her. She has lots of cuts and bruises and scars." Luke answered.

The man walked over and layer a hand on my back.

I flinched and cringed.

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