Finding Him

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I looked down, because I didn't want Grayson to see the sad in my eyes. I didn't want him to see the pain in my eyes, looking back on what happened. I took a deep breath.

*Skyler explaining the story*

I had a boyfriend. I had just turned 14. We used to do a lot of things together. Go to the movies, the park, everywhere. I loved him with all my heart. He loved me to. Then, his dad got into a car crash. He was in a coma for 3 weeks. In those 3 weeks my boyfriend would turn meaner, and meaner by the minute. I would ask him what was wrong, but he would just tell me to shut up. I told him that I wanted to break up with him. He yelled at me and said if I would, he would tell everyone everything! All my secrets, everything I would say about people, and he told me he would even make up lies. I told him he wouldn't do that, because I always had trusted him. He then slapped me! He called me garbage and he would kick me on the ground. Every single day I had to live with that. How could my life get any worse? That's what I though every morning. I was too scared to tell anyone. I would use so much make-up to hide all the bruises on my face. People at school would make fun of me because I did. That would call me "cake face" and "slut" and "corner girl". Every study hall I had I would go to the janitors closet and cry, because I knew things could only get worse. No one even helped me. Not my mom. Not my dad. Not even my 'so called' friends. I trusted everyone and they all gave up on me. I would wear big hoodies to cover up the bruises on my arms and I would wear pants to cover up my legs. I thought well hell, if I'm already hiding myself, why not do other things to. So that's what I did. I cut myself." I began to cry more and more. I looked over at Grayson and saw that he had his knees up to his chest, and his head in his lap. "I'm not finished." I told him. I looked down again. "He would text me every night, and call me. He wanted to know right were I was at every second of the day. I would have to tell him. I was deathly afraid of him, and what he would do to me. He finished all my problems." I looked up to the ceiling, trying to gather all the courage I had inside of my body. "He raped me." I said. Tears began to fall down. I couldn't help but look at Grayson. He was still in the same position as before. "I felt like the whole world had given up on me. I walked home that night. All I could remember was, I didn't feel anything. My mind was totally blank. I wouldn't talk to anyone. I wouldn't eat for days. Once I got defeated I would wait for my mom and dad to leave, just so they didn't see that I was a wreck. I would grab some food, and I would go upstairs. I wouldn't talk, at all during the day, and at night I would cry myself to sleep. I just wanted everything to be over. I always though, 'oh if you would die, they wouldn't notice, because no one ever cared about you. And you even know no body ever will'. My dad was the only one that would try to talk to me. He would ask me if I was ok, and I wouldn't say anything. The last time I had ever saw him, he asked me if i could ever talk? He shouted at me, saying that I'm not human, because I would just stare blankly into space. Hours upon hours. He left. I never got to see my dad again. My mom came to my room one night, and told me that it was my fault. She told me I was a mistake. She said that he left, because of me. He left because I wasn't normal enough for him. She kept saying over and over again that it was my fault. And the first time I would talk in 2 months, I said 'I know'. We used to live in Boston, but then my mom moved here to start a new life. Every time she comes up here it's to ask if I need something, or shes drunk and thinks about my dad. Man I miss him." I look up to Grayson and he was sitting there. He didn't have his legs up to his chest anymore, of his head in his lap. He was staring at the wall, thinking.

*End of telling the story*

"Please say something." I finally broke the silence.

He looked over at me and I looked at him. I saw deep down in his eyes. He was empty. As empty as I was.

"I'm sorry for telling you all that. You just look so sad right now, and i thought you wanted to know." I said.

"Please." His voice cracked. "Never ever say that it's you're fault." He got up and went towards me. He hugged me. He hugged me for the longest time.

"I love you Skyler, and I promise you I will never hurt you." He whispered in my ear.

"Promise?" I ask.

"I promise." He said kissing me on the cheek.
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I think that this will be my last one that ill write in a long time... I just think that people aren't enjoying it then i thought.
Peace✌✌