Ch. 6

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*Wya?* My phone vibrates. A text?

*Who Is This?* I ask. I am not in the mood.

*Uhh, Kci.* The text says. I furrow my eyebrows.

*How did you get my number?* I ask.

*Stawp asking questions! You totally bailed on the mall.* she says.

*I forgot.* I text back plainly. I mean I just got raped less than a hour ago, who would go to the mall and like celebrate after that.

*What happened?* she asks.

*I Just Told You I Forgot.* I Reply.

*No need to catch an attitude. I'm the only one really there for you, and as I friend I thought I just deserved to know. But I guess I don't matter. Have fun being lonely and bored and not having friends.* she says. Wow. I feel bad now. I start to cry.

*Im So sorry. I really am.* I Apologize * I just had a bad day, please stay my friend.* I sound like a kindergartner.

*Im On my way, where do you live?* she asks. I text her my street. *Okay, and don't think we're not gonna talk about this.* I walk into the bathroom and look at my face. I look terrible. Seriously. I start to wash my face, but I still have bags under my eyes. Ugh. I walk out the bathroom and back into mine. I grab my phone and start walking downstairs. A car honks and I quickly look out the window. I grab my key, lock the door and walk out. I walk over to her car and get in the passenger, buckling up.

"Aww what happened to you?" She touches my bags.

"Why are touching my bags?" I ask. She laughs and I start laughing. "Forreal!"

"Cause you look horrible." She says. "What happened?" I sigh.

"Nothing happend, I just need some sleep." I lie. She stares at me. "Seriously." I've never lied so much.

"Seriously?" She asks. I nod.

"Seriously. Now pull off!" I say, smiling.

"That fake ass_ smile." She mumbles, pulling off. I act like I didn't hear her, it is fake after all. We ride in silence as "Body Party -Ciara" is playing. She mumbles the words as I just nod my head. She pulls into a empty parking lot and locks the doors. The hell? "We're not leaving until you tell me. What the hell is going on? Why is there a bruise on you cheek?"

*Flashback*

"HELP HELP HELP ME!" I scream even louder. He punches me in my face this time. I feel blood pouring down my face. I continue to scream as he rushes his d*ck inside of me. "HELP SOMEONE HELP ME." I scream as loud as I can. I have a loud mouth too. I starts fighting his as he thrusts in and out of me. I punch him in his nose. Tears still pouring from my eyes.

*END*

"Huh?" She continues. "And why your hair ain't combed?" She fingers my hair and I flinch at ever move.

*Flashback*

"Please!" I beg. He drops to the floor, shoving his d*ck instead of me, making me scream in pain. He thrusts in and out as I scream. He hits me with the stapler again. More blood prickles, now from my head. I quite down, still begging for mercy inside. He yanks his d*ck out, shoving it in my mouth and making me choke. I cough.

*END*

"Why you flinching?" She asks, stopping. I start feeling dizzy, suddenly things from earlier flash through my head.

*Flashback*

"Word?" Chres says. I could feel him eyeing me. I blush.

"Yup." Jacob says. I glanced at him and he was smiling.

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