The Secrets, The Lies | Three

|Chapter Five|

Previously in The Secrets, The Lies: After planning to spend her free period with Scott, Alaya finds that her boyfriend isn't quite as trustworthy as she thought.

Alaya

I made my way into the sick room with my head down. "How can I help you, Hun?" The nurse asked while examining me,

"I got my period and I've got really bad stomach cramps, can you call my Mom?" Usually I would be embarrassed having just admitted to getting my period to someone I barely knew, but it was a hell of a lot better than telling her what really happened.

She looked at me with a concerned face, "Okay sweets, follow me through to the next room. Must be some bad pains"

I walked into the next room and laid down on the single bed in the corner. The nurse turned the lights off before placing a heat pack on my lower belly.

I rolled onto my side, bringing my knees up so they were touching my stomach as the woman placed a pad on the end of the bed.

I opened my eyes as the lights came on. My Mom stood in the door way as I lifted my body up, "Are you okay?"

I nodded, "Just sore" I guess that wasn't a complete lie.

"That's strange, you don't really get bad period pain, do you?"

I shrugged, "Must just be a bad day"

"Is that really why you got me to pick you up?" Demi raised her eyebrows, "Eddie texted me saying some girls were being mean to you"

I clenched my jaw, "I'm bleeding out of my vagina and I'm in pain, Mom. Want to see?"

"I'm good" Mom shook her head as she pulled out of the car park.

..

Today I was raped.

It wasn't screaming and getting hit like in the movies. It wasn't quick, it wasn't angry or vengeful. It dragged on. It dragged on for the two free periods that I had. That's one hundred minutes. That's an hour and fourty minutes.
It wasn't just one person, it was two. Two people, one who I trusted, and one who I didn't even know.
I hated myself. I was disgusting.
Maybe if I hadn't gone with Scott, none of this would have happened. Maybe if I didn't lie to him and say that I was ready. I couldn't help but think that this was my fault.

I didn't know what to do now. I couldn't go to the doctors without my parents finding out as I wasn't even sixteen yet. Maybe I could get Scott to say he was my legal guardian... I don't even know.

Biting down on my lip as I stood up from my bed, I grabbed my purse which sat on my side table and headed downstairs. "I'm going out with some friends, I'll call you" I yelled out to Dad as he sat in the lounge room,

"Okay Lay, have fun" He called back as I shut the door behind me. Sure, fun.
Making my way to the bus stop around the corner from my house, I thought about what the hell I was going to do. I was genuinely tempted to just walk into the hospital and give them the wrong birthday, tell them I was born a year before I actually was so they wouldn't have to tell my parents.

Getting off the bus, I walked straight into the Emergency Department and towards the receptionist desk.

"I need to talk to a doctor, a gynocologist or something... I don't really know" I said to the nurse,

"Name please" She said, not even taking her eyes away from the screen.

"Alaya Valderrama" I said impatiently,