The Rain Of The Stars

Chapter 1

My name is Gracie but you can call me Grace. My entire life has been full of abuse and pain. My father and mother both hit me and my father rapes me at least once a week. Great right? My only escape is music and this boy I like but that I doubt likes me. His name is Danny. He is tall, handsome, sweet and always takes my side. He was kicked out of his house at a young age and has had to fend for himself. He has done odd jobs just to get money for me. I can honestly say I love him but......I think he only does what he does for me out of pity. I doubt he even likes me like he claims to. 

One day I was walking down the street listening to Carolyn by Black Veil Brides when he stopped me. "Hey" he said to me in his sexy sweet voice. "H-Hi" I said with my head down, barely able to speak because he was there and I didn't want to mess anything up. "What's wrong?" He put his hand on my cheek and lifted my face up to look at him in the eyes. He likes that for some reason. "Nothing. Can we go by your place so we can talk? I want no one else to hear us" I asked about to burst into tears. "Of course we can princess" He said to me and we started walking to his house. He likes to call me princess for some reason. I don't care though, I like it too. 

When we got to his house he locked the door to his bedroom so that no one else could come in while we talked. He looked me in the eyes and asked "What's wrong? Please tell me. I can't see my princess hurt like this." I lifted my shirt showing him my scars and I showed him my thighs revealing even more and my wrists. I started to cry when all of the sudden I feel lips forcefully pressed against mine. I kiss back knowing it was him. I've wanted this for a while now. Our lips moved in perfect harmony as he put his hand behind my head. I lay backwards on the bed and he follows suit. 

After about two minutes of kissing he pulls away, making me whine. "I'm sorry, I-" I cut him off by laying on top of him kissing him. He kisses back and I feel complete for once. I get off and look him in the eyes, "No need to be sorry, I loved it. I love you" I say worried about his response. "I-I love you too" he says. I shed a tear of joy because he said that and I kiss him again. 

After another five or so minutes of kissing, he pulls away and says, "Do you want to spend the night?" I almost scream "YES!" He looks happy but then I think about my parents. Even though I'm sixteen they still barely let me out of the house. They think I'm at the library. They don't let me hang out with him and because of them I have no real friends. "If I'm out all night my parents will know that i-" he cuts me off " Let them come here, I'll take care of them. If you want to spend the night just do it."