Operation Get A Life

Chapter 3// What Did I Do To Deserve This?

Kristen p.o.v.
The boys are very comfortable in their birthday suit and go running. I think Maddie is uncomfortable so she is kicking the sand some distance away from us, I don't know when she got up.

Me and Lils decide that the boys are stupid assholes who need to be naked 10 feet deep underwater. I kick Drew in his bare ass and he falls in, Lils does the same to Jace except she loses her balance and falls in also.

I am laughing so hard I don't see when Drew grab my waist and pulls me in with him. I  decide to try my best to get away from Drew. I fail at this task. He captures me and pushed under causing me to kick at him. He finally let me come up and when I did I was speechless. Something about him was special. Drew he had always made me feel safe but I couldn't help but to panic and try to run away. I pulled away from him he grabbed my waist pulled me into him till his chest was against my back.

"It's ok. I'm not gonna hurt you Kris. You're safe with me." he whispered to me kissing my head.

"I'm NOT ok. I'm NOT ok." I cried trying to break loose but he kept his grip on me.

"No stop it's my fault, it was all my fault." I screamed as the nightmare began before he could say anything, I kicked him in his balls making him loose his grip and I ran. I ran as fast as I could and as far as I could. I ran through the woods steeping on sticks and slipping through mud. I finally lost my strength to carry on. I sat down in the grass, leaned my head on a trunk of a tree, crying, the more I did the more I recalled.
*Flash back*
Before My father died in a car accident when I was 6. My mother was a free, loving, kind spirit. She loved adventure, I remember we would go on long walks getting lost was her speciality back then, but that night that she received the news of my father's death she changed. It was as if apart of her died when he did. She lost apart of herself. 3 years after his death My mom was on a roll of new guys, every night, nonstop. I couldn't keep track of their names. I just called them all Mr.

One Mr. As rare as it was stayed around for days and then weeks and then months. My mom loved him. He bought us food and clothes and a brand new house. For the first time after my Dad's passing we finally had hope and Happiness. But one day the rug was pulled from under my feet and my happiness slipped away. What started as a game of catch in my bedroom turned into the most horrific event of my life. It started in my mom's room he threw the ball and I caught it I ran down the hall with him chasing behind me. I made a right turn and ran directly into my room running into the corner like I always did when we played. That is when it all went left. He came in the room with a smile on his face and wide eyes. He picked me up and spun me around throwing me onto the bed making me giggle. But when he forced me back down and climbed on top of me I knew something wasn't right. I kicked and scratched and bit him everything I could to try to do but My small strength was no match to him. He just ran his rough hands down my smooth skin, as then I felt it in me .... I screamed out in the most agonizing pain. I cried begged and pleaded.

Every since that day nothing has been the same. I was so young.... Confused...... Depressed........ angry........but too scared to do anything and I'm still the same way today.
*End of flash back*
When I tried to move I felt a sharp pain in my head. I pressed my hand to my forehead and noticed I was bleeding. I then looked down at my legs and feet. My legs had a few scratches but my feet were covered in blood.

"Kristen?" I heard Drew call. "Kris" he did it again. Every time I heard him call my name more and more tears fell from my eyes. I stayed down, and quiet. Too scared to face him right now. I put my head against the trunk of the tree again breathing slowly and ignoring the world. It was like I was stuck inside this box with no air inside and everything I tried escape I got pulled back in day after day after day. It was my worst nightmare. He was my worst nightmare.

Hey guys!
Sorry for this chapter being so short I had some trouble writing it. I hope you enjoyed and if you did you can vote and comment down below. Once again thanks to my best friend and co-writer of this book Mekka and thank you boo for reading.
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