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Wes

Months passed and she still never spoke. She stayed in our apartment and we slept in my room together every night. I would wrap my arm around her and she would cuddle into my chest. I loved having her against me. I loved hearing the sound of her soft breathing once she fell asleep.

We never kissed. She rarely left the apartment. Every day I worried about her. I would get messages from her fans asking me where she had disappeared to and if she were okay. Her fans were as worried as we were.

Although she never spoke, she was still perfect in my eyes.

One morning in February, eight months after the attack, a fan sent me a video on Instagram. While I was sitting in the Smosh studio I clicked on the video to watch it. I read the first caption to find that she was also a rape victim. I watched the video. Music played, but the girl never spoke. She used large notecards to express herself. She took me through what happened, how she felt, and then to how she overcame the shame. She had stopped talking for a year and rarely moved from her room. At that time, she said to have gained up to seventy pounds. When looking at her I couldn't tell. Her last card read: "And now I'm happy and I'm free."

I read the caption under the video to myself, "I don't know if you'll even see this," it began, "But I'm sending this for Stephanie Kyle."

"My name is Ariel Summers. I know how you are feeling and I would just like to let you know that you are not alone, you are not worthless, and you are not a waste of breath. I was ten when my father started to abuse me. My mother knew, but never did anything  to prevent it from happening. It continued for eight years until I could finally get out of the house. I felt like dirt. No one would listen to me. I'd cry myself to sleep and have nightmares every night. I never left my room and I gained over sixty pounds. I felt like no one cared about me. Stephanie, millions of people care about you and are worried about you.  You have had a great impact on millions of lives with your music. All of your fans love you and are worried about about you. I know it feels better to be quiet, but you can't achieve greatness through fear. You have to push through this battle and come out of the other side as a survivor and a victor. You are free from his grasp on your life and you can do anything you set your mind to. You are free. You have to take charge now."

While reading this I had begun to cry. As I finished someone opened the door and I quickly wiped my tears on my hand, "Wes, are you okay?" Lasercorn asked as I hopped off of the sofa. I shoved my phone into my pocket and nodded, avoiding his eyes as I walked out of the room and towards my car.

I drove back to my apartment and found Stephanie laying in my bed, "Good afternoon, sweetheart." I said as I crawled into the bed. She didn't smile. She stared at me blankly as I moved towards her and covered my legs with the blanket, "I need to show you something." She sat up next to me and leaned her head on my shoulder.

I played the video for her and she read the caption at the bottom. Tears poured out of her eyes and onto my shoulder as she read to herself. She stared at the phone and leaned back against the headboard, shutting her eyes as she tilted her head up towards the ceiling. She was breathing heavily. I placed my hand over hers hesitantly when I noticed that she was shaking. She continued to take deep breaths as she opened her eyes and stared forwards. I said nothing. I could tell that she was focusing.

I wanted to hear her voice again. It had been so long. We sat there for over ten minutes in silence and I watched her as she continued to stare forward. I watched the time turn to three forty-six and she turned to look at me, "Thank you," she said quietly, her soft voice shaking as she spoke. She said nothing more, but hearing those two words made my heart leap. A tear fell from my eye and I pulled her into my chest. We were both crying. We hugged for over ten minutes before she slightly moved away. She looked up at me and I smiled weakly, "I love you." She told me slowly as she stared into my eyes.

My heart jumped again and my smile brightened, "I love you too." I told her and I cupped her face in my hands, leaning my forehead against hers.

I wanted nothing more.

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