Hey guys!!Sorry for not updating in such a long time,I was studying for all my exams these month and I really didn't have any time to write.But now that the tests are almost done I updated woohooo!!!But yeah I hope you like it and please read it while listening to the song ''This is War'' that I put next to the story.
Zeta ^^
Ian
‘’I’m on my way!’’I yelled while trying to breathe.I got of the couch and grabbed my car keys from the table.Everything happened too quick.I just woke up and I got that phone call from this girl that I don’t even know.She said something about Violet but I seriously couldn’t understand a word.She was talking too quick and I could hear Violet crying.My heart rate increased by the time I heard her sobbing.This is not good…
I drove as fast as I could,not caring about the lights or anything else.I just wanted to know what happened and be with her.
I finally arrived and saw a silver quite small car parked in the front side of the cafeteria.The door was open and I could hear people talking inside.I got out of my car even more nervous and afraid than before.I got in and faced Violet shaking on the floor,curled up in the corner behind a small table.Her face was in her hands and I noticed bruises in her arms.Her hair was messy and her clothes were baggy.Across her a girl with black curly hair was sitting in a chair looking at Violet with a terrified look on her face.She was biting her lip so hard that I could see a small drop of blood running down her jaw.
I started walking towards them but I stepped on something fragile.I looked down at my feet and saw a gold men’s watch.The thing that frightened me the most was the blood stains that were on the glass in the front.I looked up and both Violet and that girl were looking at me with wide eyes.
All of a sudden Violet started crying and hitting herself.I just couldn’t move.That other girl got up and run outside but as she walked past me she whispered ‘’This is too much for me!I’m sorry.’’ and she left.
I approached Violet and leaned down to sit next to her.I put her small hands in mine and they were as cold as ice.She looked up and I could clearly see her face.Her eyes were red from crying,a small scratch was in her bottom lip,her makeup was a mess and her skin was extremely pale.She seemed…dead inside.
I didn’t know what to say.I just wanted to scream and cry.I hated seeing her like that and I could see her and my world falling apart like a tower.’’Violet…’’is all I could say.She started crying even more and suddenly hit the wall.She screamed with pain and rubbed her hands together.I hugged her tightly.I wanted to show her that I’m here.We stayed there for a long time.Minutes past as she kept crying on my shoulder.
‘’What happened?’’ I asked nervously but she didn’t respond.She just looked inside my eyes with the most frightened look I’ve ever seen.’’You know you can tell me everything baby,I’m here for you!’’I rubbed her back and emboldened her to speak.
‘’Ian…I-I got raped.’’as soon as she told these words many feelings overwhelmed me.Why??Just why??I was so confused.My body started to feel numb and I couldn’t move my legs.The blood,the bruises,that girl crying,Violet crying…Yes,she got rapped and I didn’t want to believe it.She started crying again and I couldn’t do anything.
She took a deep breathe and continued.’’I came here for the meeting and no one had arrived.I was suspicious about that and then…’’a tear streamed down her cheek and I kissed it to make her feel better.’’And then Chris came and started undressing me but I was unable to move Ian.He was too strong for me!!’’she said and put her face between her legs.
I felt so stupid.These things happen to people every day and I used to cry over a girl that hurt my feelings.My girlfriend got rapped and I couldn’t ‘’save’’ her.I wish I was there the time that it happened and teach that Chris guy a lesson.
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