Stressed, Depressed, O2L Obsessed

Chapter 2 - Past

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"Fuck - Are you okay? Beth? Is that you?" That voice sounded so familiar but I couldn't figure out who it was. Until I looked up into a pair of brown eyes.

"K-Kian?" I stuttered, staring wide-eyed at the boy standing in front of me. 

"Why do you sound so surprised?" He chuckled giving me a hug. 

"Oh, sorry. I'm Erica, Beth's twin. I love you, oh my gosh. I'm totally fangirling. I must sound like a loser. " I chuckled, letting go of him. 

"Shit sorry, I thought you were Beth. I didn't even know she had a twin. Whenever I come by, you're in your room... Why is that?" I made up a quick excuse, saying I get sick a lot and I'm usually not feeling well. He nodded, but I could see it in his eyes that he knew I was lying.

"Give me your phone. I'm going to put my number in," He laughed lightly, "Here.. you go." He laughed lightly after typing in his number. I smiled at my phone, he put his name as Kian the greatest ever.

"Selfie?" I asked. He nodded and kissed my cheek. Then right before I took it, he licked me instead. 

"Kian! Oh my god." I slapped his shoulder and turned to him, laughing. Our faces were so close and I knew what was about to happen and that it was happening way too fast. 

"Did anyone tell you how gorgeous your eyes are Erica?" He leaned in a bit and so did I. We were about to kiss, when Connor came running up to us, scaring the crap out of me. But thank god he did, I was about to make a mistake. I mean, I had just met Kian.

"Kiki! I finally found you!" Connor voiced excitedly, jumping on Kian. 

"Uh... Hey Con, this Erica, Beth's sister. Erica, I think you already know who Connor is." Kian chuckled, gesturing towards Connor.

"Hello, Erica. It's a pleasure to be at your acquaintance." He bowed, making me chuckle.

"Hello, Connor. The pleasure is mine." I bowed back, earning a chuckle from him. 

"I'll be back. I'm gonna go get the rest of O2L to meet you." Connor said before running off. He was as giddy as a five-year-old.

"Can we get back to where we were? You know, right before Connor interrupted." Kian asked, making me blush. Suddenly, I felt a pair of soft lips moving against mine. When I opened my eyes I saw Kian smiling at me. I smiled back, but I knew that kiss happened way too soon.

I heard a girlie squeal from my right. I looked over and saw who I expected smiled at me. Beth.

A month later

"Does he know?" Beth whispered, looking over at my best friend Kian watching TV on our couch. Her asking made my stomach twist and me feel guilty. 

"No," I whispered back and looked down. I felt so guilty, even though we've only known each other for a short time he had become my best friend and my only friend, beside Beth. I grab the bowl of chips and walk back over to Kian.

"Kian," I whisper, sitting down on the couch next to him but keeping my eyes focused on the bowl in my lap.  

"What's wrong Er?" He asks. I look up, seeing concern written all over his face. 

"I need to tell you something." I half whisper, my voice cracking at the end. 

"Anything." He says rubbing my back assuringly. 

"We need to go somewhere private." I grab his hand and take him up to my room.

Once we get to my room we sit on my black bed and he starts rubbing my back to calm me once again. 

"I-Well... I used to - uh.. Here." I stutter than pull up my sleeves.

"Erica..." He whispers. I look at his face, tears are brimming his eyes. "Where else." He said more as a statement than a question, still staring at my arm. I sit there not sure whether or not I should show him. "Where else, Erica." He looked at me with his pretty brown eyes. I lifted up my shirt and rolled my shorts up a bit. He looked and the red and pink lines and words all over my body. Then I turned around, picking up my shirt so he could see what was carved on my back by someone I trusted many years ago. I looked in the mirror, a flashback occurring.

*flashback*

"Hey baby, what're you doing?" My father said coming home from the bar, my mom and dad divorced, Mom taking Beth leaving me with dad.

"Coloring a horse," I said, looking up at him. He had that devilish smile on his face. Although I was eight, I knew what was going to happen. Being homeschooled, I wasn't sure how other kids would use their free time and I couldn't read or write.

"When are you going to grow up?" He spat angrily, throwing my paper and crayons to the floor.

 "I'm sorry." I whimpered, scared. I got up and ran to the corner of the room, crouching to the floor.

"God, you're so stupid! Haven't I taught you anything?" He yelled grabbing a knife and coming closer. 

"You've taught me a lot of things Daddy," I said trying to get on his good side. I felt tears hitting my thighs and tried to make it stop.

"Stand up," he growled. I immediately obeyed. He grabbed me, turned me around and lifted up my shirt. He took the knife and came close to my back.

"Daddy, what are you doing?" I whimpered, scared. 

"Writing what you are on your skin." He replied. He slowly put the knife in my back, writing the word "worthless." I cried and screamed, the pain was unbearable. Eventually, I passed out, unable to take any more. When I regained consciousness I heard a knock on the door. "Dammit," my father muttered.

"Hello. Mr. Mota, we've come to take your daughter. We have received many reports of child abuse from both her mother and many of your neighbors." The man said, two men standing behind him. Before my father could speak, he was handcuffed. The last memory I associated my father with was him cursing out the officer as he was read his Miranda rights.

A man came in and saw my back. "Erica, we're going to take you to your mom and sister okay? They live close," he said. 

"What about daddy?" I quietly asked. I was beginning to feel dizzy. 

"Well, he's going away for a long time... Let's clean this up and get your stuff okay?" I nodded and he scooped me up. The paramedics took me to the hospital and that was all I remembered before I was safe at home with my mom.

*flashback over*

"Who did this? Who wrote this?" Kian asked angrily. 

"My father," I whispered, letting the tears fall. I turned back around and sat back next to Kian, crying into his shirt. He sat with me for hours, letting me cry and vent and explain.

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A/N: So second chapter up! Yay! I honestly really liked this. Sorry if it's going too fast between Erica and Kian but I really like it. Next chapter up soon! Love you guys!

Edited as of 7/31/15

Re-edited 1/5/17