Rachel is my name...finding love is the game...the only thing that will keep me alive. These days I can barely breath.. holding myself together for 9yrs, through the misery set forth by my father, and the people I used to call friends...remains so u...
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Lilly ^^
Rachel's POV:
I looked down..."yes there's more...all of this ties back into why now on the first day of school my ex bestfriend pours milk on me..."
"Ok continue please..." he said holding me once more.
"It was a few years ago when I was a sophomore...if I'm not mistaken. It was spring break, and my friends and I always did something lit!!! the previous year was just a sleep over. THIS year we had a bun fire and some beers, s'mores, and a little lake." I laughed at the memory.
"At the time I was going out with Danny... at this time he was on JV football team compared to now being on Varsity... anyway not the point.. He has a bestfriend.. his name is Nick. It was always him and Nick. They were like peanut butter and jelly, you can't have one without the other." I took a breath then proceeded.
"At the time the punching and beating just started. I would find anything to get away from that awful place I had to call a home."
Jake pulled back and made a weird face..."Wait, your friends never noticed the bruises and scares?"
I huffed out a laugh... "make up was my bestfriend." I said but then continued.
"So the day before I left for the bun fire, my dad came home drunk. My mother wasn't home yet, because she had to work a later shift that night. I was in the kitchen making supper so she could have something when she came home. The man wobbled into the kitchen with blood streaming down his face... I assumed he got into a bar fight. He fell to the floor and started weeping." I took the deepest breath I could flashing back to the memory in my head.
"It's ok Rach...take your time.." Jake said rubbing my shoulder reassuring me.
"Ok.. I just have to get this over with... anyway I tried to comfort the man.. knowing I'm the one who caused another human being to suffer THIS much. I got some ice out the fridge and water, then reached for the aspirin...
I kneeled down to the still weeping man in front of me, and placed the ice pack on the forehead. He grabbed my arm and I opened my eyes as big as I ever had, hoping I didn't just make the 2nd biggest mistake of my life.
He looked up at me slowly, then let my hand go, and took a breath. I placed the ice back on his forehead and gave him the water and pill.
That was the first time I actually felt safe and okay with him, but that changed in a flash. He stood up and pushed me down I fell to the ground spilling the drink all over myself. He chuckled and yelled at me to clean it up. He stumbled into the living room singing some stupid song I can never remember....but then all of a sudden it had gotten extremely silent. I turned around to meet the back of his hand to my face.
That night I slept outside till my mother came home and found me curled up next the only tree in our backyard. She shook me to wake up and made me take a shower and head to bed. The next day of the bun fire I didn't go to school. My eye was swollen beyond measure, so I just stayed in my room all day.
