Chapter 2

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Telling my parents wasn't easy. They went ballistic and my dad swore he would kill him. It took me all night to calm him down.

"I'm not letting you go to that school unless he's in prison for rape." Dad said

"Dad don't worry, I'll be fine." I lied.

I went to my room sobbing. I felt like cutting, but I was stonger than that. I start changing for bed when something falls out of my jean pocket. It was a note....

"Call Me, I want to make sure you're okay.

~Connor"

I jumped around go crazy. "CONNOR FRANTA GAVE ME HIS NUMBER!!" I yelled. Of course, my nosy little sister heard me and tried stealing it from me. I told her if she stole it, the demons from Evil Dead will take her. I'm so evil. She went to tell on me, but my parents didn't yell at me. THey knew I was too stressed to have a lecture right now. I called Connor. He didn't answer, but he texted me.

Connor Freeaking Franta: Hey Cara!

Me: Hey Connor

If we were in person, he would see me majorly blushing.

Connor Freaking Franta: What school do you go to?

Me: Cali High, why?

Connor Freaking Franta: Just wondering...

Me: Lol ok. :)

We ended up talking all night until I finally fell asleep.

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The next morning I went to school in sweats and a hoodie. I didn't feel like dressing up. I was still feeling a bit crappy from yesterday. All of a sudden, I get a text that makes my whole world go round.

Connor Freaking Franta: Good Morning Beautiful ;)

I jumping up and down screaming and going crazy, which is when I realized what I just sent him.

Me: dsfwjwfvnvjwjweb asfgwrngweofh weJWFWRJiwfbjnjfkejj

Connor Freaking Franta:?

Me:..... Sorry bout that. Just don't ask.... :|

Connor Freaking Franta: lol, k.

Me: I gotta go to school, text ya later, bye!

WHen I got to school, I saw Jack. I smile at the fact that he has a black eye and abroken nose. THen, he tried to talk to me.

"Fuck off Jack," I say.

"Bitch, who the fuck do you think you are?" he says

I lost it.

"WHO THE FUCK DO YOU THINK YOU ARE?" I emphasized on the you. "YOU FUCKING DICK HEAD! YOU HURT ME! YOU'VE BEEN HURTING ME! BUT YESTERDAY IT WENT TO FAR! YOU R-

Jack covered my mouth. "Shut up, people will know what happened.

"ARE YOU RETARDED!? I WANT PEOPLE TO KNOW! SO THEY KNOW WHAT AN ASSHOLE YOU ARE! YOU RAPED ME!! YOU FUCKING RAPED ME! THE ONLY HIGHLIGHT OF MY DAY IS WHEN YOU GOT BEATEN UNCONSCIOUS BY A FRIEND OF MINE. Now don't you EVER, talk to me, touch me, look at me, or think about me. Got it?" I just ran. I ran as fast as I could to the bathroom. I hid in a stall and stared crying. I wanted to die right there. I fell asleep in the stall and woke up right before last period. I went to class and tried my best focus.

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