One.
Two years and 6 months ago.
The air was cold as I walked down the edge of the street. A small wind blew across my face as I wrapped my arms around myself, people screaming and glasses smashing. A small smirk played across my lips as they eyes gazed over to mine. The one with sandy blonde hair and blue eyes licked his pink lips his eyes sweeping over my small figure. The others wished him luck and pushed they're way back into the bar. My head turns as his feet move towards me slowly. Everything felt like slow motion, my head turned towards him and he chuckled lightly "a girl like you shouldn't be around here at night, you could get hurt" I shrug my shoulders, feeling another breeze run across my neck, sending goosebumps down my body "you don't know me or anything about me" I reply stepping closer to him, he was about 6 ft 7 and I was 5 ft 4. His blue eyes burned into my shady grey ones, he looked confused "then tell me, who are you?" I lean up slowly as my lips meet his "how about I show you" he smirked and brought me closer "my place is this way" he says, taking my cold hand into his warm ones "I promise not to bite, much" a giggle escapes my now pale pink lips as my feet follow his "are you a virgin?" I look down and sigh "yeah, that a problem?" he shook his head "no babe, not a problem at all."
Two years and four months ago.
My feet carried me, the music getting louder and more people filling the small town bar. Sirens now erupting, people moving out the back "come on Katie, you'll get arrested" Cole screamed trying to drag me away, I followed closely behind him, loud breathes as I tried climbing the wire fence "hurry up" he shouted running off through the trees "stop right there" a growl escaped my lips as I put my hands to my head "alright, you got me" I said getting to my knees as they cuffed me. I knew I was in trouble, I knew my parents would find out but somehow, I just didn't care "you're under arrest, how old are you?" I bowed my head "17, can we just get this over and done with?" I question getting to my feet "follow the light and breathe into the tube" my eyes roll to the back of my head "ow, god turn the light down" "she's drunk" he informed the other officer writing down all the details "let's get her home" they shoved me in the back of the car and drove off "you're in big trouble, you know that?" one asked "yeah, but does it look like I give a shit?" I spit glancing out the window, I was dead.
"Getting drunk under age, running from the cops and talking back. I thought we brought you up better than that" my Mother scolded "you never used to be like this, what changed?" "I grew up Mother, so fucking what?" tears fell down her cheek, my Father wrapping his arms around her "you used to do your homework, get good grades and you would never go out with these people getting drunk" I nearly cry, looking at her but I just sit there playing with my fingers "what happened, what made you change and don't you dare use growing up as an excuse" she shouted, putting her hands to her mouth "you wanna know what happened that night I didn't come home, the night everything changed, I fucking had sex and guess what, I fucking loved it. I was sick of being someone I wasn't, I wasn't the perfect little girl you thought I was, I was having sex with the guy for nearly a month and that's when I changed, I stopped being someone you wanted me to be, I became someone I'm proud to be" I screamed in her face, my Father shaking his head "pack your things and get out, I want you gone by the time I wake up. You're not my daughter anymore" He said taking her upstairs "fine, fuck you."
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