I have always been the normal girl. Now everything's changed. I'm far from that. I'm an outcast. I walked out from English and made my way to the carpark. It was lunch. In no way am I going to the cafeteria and face the school. Especially them. Wondering who I'm referring to? They're none other than the head cheerleader, Kaitlin Helen Rose and her boyfriend, the soccer captain, Justin Drew Bieber. Speaking of the devils, there they are, in front of the lockerroom, exchanging spits. Till my last breath, I swear I can never forgive them for everything that had happened to me.
''Look, the slut is here!'' someone screeched across the hallway.
Tears were already brimming in my eyes, all ready to just stream down my cheeks.
''That bitch can never get tired of her life.''
''I bet she fucks every single minute of her darn life.''
''Such a great humilliation.''
Those were the criticism I had to face each day. Sometimes I do feel like stabbing a kinfe into every single being I see in here but I knew it would be all worthless. There's just no use. I ran to the school carpark and got into my black jeep. Here's my only hideout in school for the past year, after that night. My hand fished into my pocket and grabbed my Swiss Army knife. I rolled up the left sleeve of my hoodie revealing a tremendous number of lines. Scars. I pressed my Swiss Army against my skin until the cut it made was long and deep just like the rest. I took a tissue and wiped the bleeding cut together with disinfectant. The stining sensation the disinfectant gave to the cut gave me a little bit more satisfaction to the pain I had inflicted to myself. The cuts, the scars, all seem to calm me down, they seem to be a gateway for me from all that I'm going through. You might wonder, what can a normal teenage girl go through at most? What could make her be so hated till that extend. Well, it all was because of that one night.
-Flashback-
I had to walk home as my jeep was sent for repair. As I exited school, I felt strong arms on my shoulder. I turned only to see the school heartthrob in front of me, Justin. Well, I have to admit, I do have this little crush on him. Well, who doesn't, I mean, look at him, that silky blonde hair, those hazel eyes and not to mention that toned body. I can be mesmerized just by the sight of him.
''Hey, you're Trudy right?'' he broke the silence.
Oh my god, he actually knows my name. I mean its definitely hard for him to remember girls' names judging by the number of girls who throw themselves at him.
''Umm, yeah,'' I replied shyly, my head hung low, well I was starstuck you can say.
''Aww baby don't be shy. Do you need a ride home?'' he asked as his fingers went to my chin, pushing them up, causing me to look up straight into his eyes.
I simply nodded. Almost immediately, he took my hand into his and we got to his range rover. After he placed his key into the ignition and started the engine, he looked into my eyes and said,
''You look so cute, but I think you'd look cuter without this,'' his hands went up to my glasses and took them off.
Honestly, I can't see a thing but who cares, so long Justin thinks I'm cute.
''Trudy, do you want a drink? I have soda with me,'' he offered.
Well, I couldn't say no to Justin. I nodded and he handed me a bottle of soda while driving off from school. It didn't really occur to me how he apparently got a drink ready but who cares. I placed the bottle to my lips and took in a few gulps. I turned to look at Justin only to see a smirk forming on his moist lips. Soon enough, I felt the world spinning around me. My head felt heavy and suddenly everything went black.
''Well, well, well, what do we have here,'' I knew that voice, it was Kaitlin.
My eyelids felt heavy. I tried my best and opened my eyes. I looked around me. Shit... I was naked, in the middle of the school carpark. My clothes are nowhere to be seen. Students are crowding around me taking photos of me, naked. Well shit is definitely not a big enough word to express what's happening now. I can't remember anything that happened. I curled myself and just sobbed in the middle of my school carpark.
-End of flashback-
That was what happened a year ago. However, my misery didn't just end there. Three weeks after that, everyone was still talking about my nude photos they got, that was not the only major problem I faced, I also found out that I was pregnant. I was lucky my parets were very supportive and helped me through pregnancy. Honestly, I had no idea who the father was until the day I gave birth.
-Flashback-
''Okay Trudy, in the count of three, give me one last push and the baby will be out, 1... 2... 3,''
Soon enough, I could feel my most sensitive part of my female body tearing apart as I heard the wailings of the being that had been inside me for nine whole months. The hand I had been holding throughout birh was let free as she went up to the nurse to get my baby. Mom inched closer to the nurse before getting the baby in her arms.
''Congragulations Trudy, you've goy yourself a healthy baby boy!'' exclaimed the doctor.
I couldn't help but smile as mom placed the small body into my arms.
''I think we should name him Jason, Jason Born Olsen,'' mom said as I cradled him in my arms.
I furowed my eyebrows as I took a closer look at Jason as he began to lift up his eyelids. His hazel eyes, it reminds me of someone, so does his blonde hair. I thought hard and it suddenly came to me. The ride home, the soda... Why didn't I think of it. Justin... Justin raped me,. And Jason was the proof of his rape.
-End of flashback-
Its been five months since Jason was born, mom and dad are doing me a great favour by taking care of him and supporting him. I got out of my jeep and entered school to get ready for the next lesson. As I walked down the hallway, I accidentally stared at Kaitlin and her bastard boyfriend.
''This bitch dares to stare at me eh.'' Kaitlin inched closer to me, for once her lips was doing something else than kissing Justin.
''You slut, don't you ever dare look at your boyfriend, why don't you just run to your baby's daddy and have some fuck eh,'' she spat.
I clenched my fists, hearing the words coming out from her mouth.
''That's it! Run to my baby's daddy?! Well if I do that, why not I just steal your boyfriend instead since that one nigyht, he fucking raped me, knocked me up, he's the father of my baby!'' I couldn't keep mum any longer.
''Oh and if you don't believe me, lets go for a paternirty test tomorrow morning, here's my number, ring me up anytime,'' I snapped before she could say anything.
I walked a few steps and turned back now, to speak to Justin whose head already hung low,
''And you Mr Bieber, is going to face karma for what you did to me that one night.''
