You Can't Make Me

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Katelyn's POV

I thought I hid the pictures good enough, of course he found them though.

"Oh, well... Umm...Mark...he, he..." I stumbled even more on my words.

"How do you know Mark?" Travis gritted his teeth.

"H-highschool year...and he w-was my highschool boyfriend... When I dumped him he went cr-crazy...stalking me."

"Did he want revenge or something?" I saw Travis' pupils expand.

"I don't know, just part of his twisted up mind. He was nice at first, then he starting acting up." I tried not to stutter.

"Did he take them, the pictures." He was mad.

"Of course it was him, I don't even know why I kept the pictures honestly. They weren't bad, exactly...just creepy. Photos of me sleeping, eating, at work... He followed me, everywhere I went." My voice didn't shake.

"He then took me, said that he needed me. I didn't try to stop him, he just... He didn't try anything, just pictures of me, chained up by just my wrists. It made him happy, just seeing me depressed." I started to recall the day.

"He tried to make me kill myself, he said he could then keep me forever. I bet he just wanted my dead body... He gave me pills, they made me depressed, even more than I already was." I stared to close my eyes.

"Then I passed out, I woke up outside in a field. He didn't kill me, but I know he did something to me. It was pretty obvious, I didn't tell anyone. I was too scared, everyone at school loved him. They wouldn't believe me." I then remembered why I kept the pictures.

"I think I just kept them as a reminder, a reminder that Mark's weak. I have to be strong, I can't let someone touch me. I just have to hide all of my feelings, it usually worked. Did you know Mark? We all went to the same school, it was like you didn't even care about the popular kids." I kept rambling.

He hugged me, he knew that it was all an act. He knew that the way I acted all tough was an act. He knew I was really scared.

               And that was perfect.