Shattered Heart

Chapter 1.

Everything is going to be okay! Everything will be fine. Don't think about it. Just let it go. All these thoughts were going through my mind as I walked through the halls of my school. Towards my locker. There not looking at you. I reached my locker and put the combination in with shaky hands. As soon as the door opened a tiny piece of paper fell to the ground. I picked it up and opened it up.

Dear Jenna! You got away this time! Too bad they were able to save you. I'm surprised you were brave enough to come to school. Too bad you don't have any friends to help you.      XOXO

P.S. They won't be able to save you next time.

I slammed my locker shut and sprinted toward the nearest exit. Despite all the yelling from teachers and some students getting in my way trying to block my way. I made it out of the school and into the parking lot. I looked through my purse for my keys. I found them and unlocked the door to my blue Mustang. And drove out of there like a bat out of hell. I looked at the school one last time and saw the principal Mr. Jones standing there. A worried look on his face. Then I tore off down the street stopping at an abandoned gas station. I parked my car and started crying. Of course this would happen. Josh found out that they were able to save me.

*Flashback*

It was 3 nights ago Friday night. I had just gotten done with my homework and changed into my pajamas. I was about to go to sleep when I heard a knock on my window. I walked over to my window and opened it. There he was. My ex boyfriend Josh. I gasped and stepped back. As he climbed in. "W-What are you doing here?" I asked afraid. He looked at me coldly.

"I told you what would happen if you told anyone I beat you. There would be consequences didn't I?" He stated as he started walking towards me. His fists balled up. He did tell me that but I never told anyone.

"I didn't tell anyone I swear." I said getting scared. He was getting closer. I kept backing up until my back hit the wall. I was trapped and Josh knew it. He had a smile on his face.

"Poor Jenna why did you tell? You know I hate hurting you." He said. That was a lie. If he hated hurting me than why did he constantly do it while we were dating? I started crying. "STOP IT!" Josh yelled as he punched me on my left cheek. "You know I hate whiners." He said as I put my hand up to where he hit me. It stung. He hit me again which caused me to fall to the ground. He took my falling as an advantage and he kicked me three times in my stomach. I couldn't breathe. It hurt so bad. Then he bent down and punched me in the arm.

"Please stop." I begged.

"SHUT UP!" He yelled. He punched me some more. Then took something out of his pocket. I gasped and started crying when I saw that it was a knife. "Well it was fun while it lasted. Wasn't it Jenna?" He asked bending down to my level.

"P-P-Please Sto." He stabbed me in the side before I could finish my pleadings. He knew no one could save me and that I was going to die. So he just stood there and watched me bleed to death. He stabbed me one more time on my stomach. Which hurt like a bitch. Since that's where he did most of his kicking. Then he turned towards the window. He was halfway out when he looked back.

"Bye Jenna." He said. Then he was gone. I was alone I couldn't breathe and I was going to die. At only 17. I was too young to die. I blacked out letting the darkness consume me.....

I opened my eyes and saw that I was in a white room. the sound of beeping was on my left. I had a needle in my arm. I was hooked up to a machine that apparently was calculating my heartbeat. It was annoying. Then it occurred to me that it hurt to breathe. And the events of what happened came flooding back to me. Wait I should be dead. Shouldn't I? Then someone walked into the room. I looked at the door and saw my parents with a doctor. My mom looked at me tears in her eyes and she ran to my side and grabbed hold of my hand. I looked over at my dad and saw that he had tears in his eyes too. I've never seen my dad cry before. My mom always cries but not my dad. It made me want to start crying too.

"Jenna I am Dr. Reynolds. How are you feeling?" He asked me.

"It..... Hurts....... To..... Breathe....." I said in between gasps. The Doctor looked at me sympathetically.

"That's normal you have a lot of bruising and you have ten stitches on your stomach. And five on your right hip." Dr. Reynolds explained.

"You were dead. They almost gave up trying to save you. But on the last try you pulled through at the last minute." My mom said.

"You're very lucky to be alive Jenna." Doctor Reynolds said.

"Jenna what happened?" My dad asked me. Shit! I knew they would ask me that. I can't tell them about Josh. I can't. So I made up a lie.

"I tripped with a pair of scissors in my hand."  I said.

"DO NOT LIE TO ME JENNA MARIE!" My dad yelled. He scared me.

"It was J-J-Josh." I whispered. Fresh tears falling down my face.

*end of flashback*

That's why he is after me now. Because I told on him. And because I'm still alive when he obviously wanted me dead. I started my mustang back up and headed home. Of course when I got there my mom was outside waiting for me sitting on the steps.

"Honey what happened today at school?" She asked me.

"Nothing." I told her getting out of my car.

"Obviously something happened Mr. Jones called. He sounded pretty concerned about you." She said. Of course he did. He was the only other person who knew about what happened. "I-I think you should go talk to someone about this." My mom said.

"No mom really I'm fine. I just didn't feel well ok?" I said. I cant talk to anybody about this.

"Are you sure?" My mom asked me.

"Yes mom I promise I'm fine." I hated lying to her but it's the only way. "I'm gonna go upstairs and take a nap." I said. While walking up stairs to my room. As soon as I shut the door I changed out of my ripped jeans and into a pair of my sweatpants. With my favorite black hoodie. After I changed my clothes I put my ear buds into my ears and put one of my favorite songs on repeat. White Horse by Taylor Swift. Then I layed down in my bed under the covers. Waiting for sleep to come. Finally after a minute sleep came and I was never so happy to be asleep.