For the love of Heaven (ON HOLD)

21| "New New"

Terrence pulled away from my embrace.

"Get out the car, I gotta go." He said as he started the car.

"You don't have to do this."

"Yes I do, this shit is out of control."

"But me and mom can help you.." I said trying to get him to stay because the last thing I wanted was him to be in jail especially when he needs professional help.

"Just let me leave Heaven."

I sighed and got out of the car, something inside of me told me this would work itself out somehow. I walked onto the porch of my house and unlock the door. There was nothing out of the ordinary when I walked in.

I was almost afraid to walk upstairs to my room. I took it one step at a time. Once I reached the top, I looked down the hall and the first thing I saw was caution tape. I opened the door and ripped the tape down.

Everything in my room was destroyed. Clothes were ripped out of my closet, all of my trophies and crowns from my beauty pageants were in pieces, parts of my carpet were cut out and my entire bed was gone.

I wasn't sure if Lucky or the detectives were responsible, maybe both. These were things that I couldn't replace, and they were destroyed.

~*~

2 weeks

I walked in to the schools after weeks of being on bed rest. I was able to keep up with my work and grades thanks to Kelly. She brought me all of my assignments and turned them in for me, she even face timed me through any important lessons and at lunch just because she missed me.

"I'm so happy you're back best friend!" Kelly yelled as she practically jumped on me.

"I never thought I would ever say this but I actually miss school." I chuckled.

By this time my wounds were semi- healed and I felt a lot better. Lucky was still out of jail but I had a restraining order against him. I wasn't too worried about him though, what I was most concerned about was going to trial and having to testify and the questioning, my lawyer said the defense would do anything in their power to turn the situation around on me and make it seem like I wanted it. The one thing I can hope for is that lucky pleads guilty and saves us the trouble of going to trial.

Kelly chuckled "I'm happy that you're in good spirits."

"I'm trying to be."

"Have you started redecorating your room yet?" She asked.

"No, it's a longer process then I thought it would be, I have to buy no paint for my walls, new carpet, new furni-" I paused mid sentence and stopped walking.

"What's wrong?"

All of a sudden I felt nauseous and everything that I ate this morning come and I rushed to the bathroom. I began to blow chunks in the toilet.

"Heaven!"

Kelly began yelling my name but I couldn't answer.

"Heaven! Are you okay?!" She said knocking on the stall door.

"Yeah, I'm fine."

~*~

After 3 1/2 hours and 4 sticks of gum, I felt a lot better, at least physically. I didn't know coming back to school would mean people that I never met before or talked to a day in my life would give uncomfortable stares and whisper about me to others. People were calling me a whore and a liar just because Lucky was a popular guy at my school, girls drooled over him and lame niggas wanted to be like him, to everyone he was a cool, laid back guy, but only few knew his dark side and to everyone I was just some fat girl that wanted attention, the worst part about it is
that in this day in age, other women won't stand up for victims like me. I'm not saying I can't handle my own, nor do I like labeling myself a 'victim' but, we need others to stand up for what's right to end shit like this from happening. I have nothing to lie about and I had nothing to gain from this but the hope that one day women never have to worry about being sexual assault.