Abused By A Pop Star

Chapter 4: Hurt

Nathan's POV

"I left you alone for this to happen to you!"

"I-it's all right. Don't be angry. Calm down," She puts her hands out in front of her to protect herself from me as if I'm going to do something.

"I am calm. I swear." I look up to see a doctor walk in the room not over to Lucy but me instead. "I'm afraid I misdiagnosed you, son. You're not bipolar. You're acting out because I'm sure you were abused when you were a young child."

"No. No, I wasn't. I would know if I were abused as a child..." I try to deny it, but I'm not sure if I was.

"Adults tend to block out traumatic stuff that happened to them when they were younger, Nath."

"I didn't get abused!" I'm tired of him telling me I got abused because I didn't get abused, by anyone.

"They develop anger issues and end up hurting their future children, loved ones or significant others." He exits the room and closes the door after he leaves.

"Nath...what happened when you were younger? Did someone hurt you? You can tell me. They can't hurt you again. I promise." She reaches her hand out to mine and holds onto it tight. "I won't let them ever hurt you."

The memories, all of a sudden, come back like a flood. I remember everything now. I was abused, but not family. I sit down next to her and bury my face in my hands, "It was a babysitter... One of my mum's close friends. She used to watch me when my mum was busy at work."

"When did it last happen?"

"Six years ago when I was almost fifteen. It was late at night, and I wasn't tired, but she kept making me go back to bed when I didn't want to. But she did this to me," I slowly pull my shirt up and show the scar.

"Wh-what happened to you? What did she do?" Lucy has a sincere look of worry on her face. She looks frightened too.

"She broke some bottle and cut me with it. The scar is almost gone."

"Did your mum ever find out about what she did?"

"N-no. And she never will," I pull my shirt back down and cross my arms over my chest, "It would kill her inside knowing I've hidden this for the past nine years."

"She will understand. You were a victim, Nath. You got hurt. You didn't cause any of this to happen. You didn't bring this upon yourself. You have to tell her. Or she'll find out sooner or later. She might not be so happy if she doesn't find out from you."

She's right. Maybe I should tell my mom. I didn't know what was going on then. I was confused back then. I didn't know what she was doing to me until I was about fourteen years old. I was young and confused. That woman took advantage of me when I was still trying to find my way in this world.