Purpose

Seven

"Ya! Get lost!" Zelo yells at a few students that are in the roof. As his friends man handle me up the stairs and tree the door to the roof.
"Boys have your fun, she won't be this pretty for long." He chuckles as he rips me from their hands and hold me in his arms. "Or shall I go first." I can feel him smirking on my neck. As his lips brush against it. His hand slowly slipping in to my skirt.

"Zelo please, don't do this. What happened to us being child hood friends? Or dose it not mean anything to you?" I whimper.

"Child hood friends? Ha. Sweetie, that's long gone. But you know what, how about a quick reunion?" He turns me around and holds my waist so that I'm close to his body.

"Let me go!" I shove him. Causing me to fall in the ground. Bruising my knee. And scraping my elbow.

"Ah~ I guess BoRa and everyone else who truly knows you is right. You are a worthless whore. Aye, waste your time breathing when you can just jump off the roof right now. I mean, there is no one left to love you." He kneels down to me. "No one left to care. No one left to hear you scream. Why waste time crying and feeling lonely when you oh could ended it?"

"Why? Why Zelo. Why are you so cruel to me?"

"I see that your step father isn't the only one who thinks you are worthless. Just look, look at the pain he has caused you." He lifts up my skirt. Revealing my scars. All the burns in my thighs and all the bruising.

"Stop it." I cry. I can't take it.

He is right. Why waste my time?
I'm worthless anyway. I have no Purpose anyway.

"I'll leave you to it. Nice knowing you. I'll see you in the other side." He smirks as he stands up and walks away. Leaving me on the roof crying to myself.