Leave Me Alone

Chapter 3

Dylan's POV***

"When did you do it?" Grant was holding up my arm.

"Two days ago." I tried to pull my arm away, but he wouldn't let me.

"These are newer than that. Tell me the truth Dylan. I just wanna help. Let me help you." His eyes were softer than they had been for a while.

"Last night." He let go of my arm. I rubbed the cuts on my arm, and then shoved my hands in my sweatshirt pocket.

Grant pulled me into a hug and rested his chin on my head, "Dylan, I don't want to see you get hurt. I just want to help you. This isn't good for you. You need to do something about Jade too."

I swallowed tears, "I know." My voice was barley a whisper, "But I don't know what to do."

He pulled away from me, "Dylan, you just have to stand up to her."

It's Tuesday night, and I'm at a party. Jade's here, and she keeps looking at me. SO does this weird guy.

I'm standing off alone, when I feel someone grab me. The person ties a gag in my mouth, and manages to drag my squirming body up the stairs. I get a glance of the persons face. It's Kyle. He's know for sleeping around.

"Stop squirming, would you?" His voice is gruff.

He pushes me onto the bed, and pulls off my dress. He looks at me, then pulls off my bra, then underwear. He rubs my boob, then plays with my vagina. He starts to unbutton his pants.

My eyes widen, because I know what's happening. He was drunk, and about to rape me.

He got on top of me, and entered me. He smashed his lips into mine, and shoved his tounge into my mouth.

About twenty minutes later, he stops. He gets dressed, unties my gag, and leaves the room like nothing happened.

I can't move. I can't think. My head is spinning, trying to soak in what just happened. It's not letting reality sink in. It wont accept the fact that I am now a victim of rape, and molest. My body was in a mode, where it was frozen, not letting me move.

The door opens, and my body unfreezes. I sit up, ready to fight whoever is here to hurt me. I see the outline of the figure, then the lights turn on. I cover myself.

I then look back up, and see Grant. He looks hurt. He walks over to the floor where my clothes are, and hands them to me. He leaves the room, and lets me get dressed.

He comes back in about two minutes later. Her sits down on the bed next to me, "What happened?" His voice was angry.

"He raped me." I blinked and two tears escaped down my face.

Grant looks over at me, and puts his arms around me, "I'm sorry I wasn't here to stop him, Dylan." He kisses the side of my head.

"I can't do this anymore, Grant. I just.. it's too hard for me to deal with it all."

He pulls back, "What are you saying?" He looks concerned.

I know what I mean, but instead, "I don't know. I just want to go home and go to bed. I'm tired, and I need to process what happened." I stand up, and walk downstairs to my car. I drive home.

"I'm home." I call into the house. Of course I know that nobody is home, but I call anyways. I set my purse down on the coffee table, and walk into the bathroom.

I open the medicine cabnits, and pull out the bottle of suicide pills I bought a few months earlier. I read the back of the container; Warning, these pills can kill within minutes. These pills are for suicide only, no other treatment. I set unscrew the cap, and pour eight pills onto my hand. I look down at the small tablets in my hand, and lift my hand to my mouth, closing my eyes, I throw the pills into my mouth. I then drink some water to help me swallow.

I walk to my room, and sit on my bed. Not until about five minutes later do I start feeling something. My head starts to pound, and my l=arms and legs are all tingly. I look at my hands, and my fingernails are blue. I try to make myself throw up the pills, but it doesn't work.

I look over to my bedside table, and see my phone. I grab it and call Grant.

"Hey Dy-"

"Grant, I took suicide pills and I need help. I can't see anything." I panic into the phone.

"Oh my god! Why Dylan. I'm coming." He hangs up.

I try to take deep breaths, but I can't. I can't breathe.

I'm gonna die.....