Hidden

Chapter 15-tell no lies just keep a secret

Jakeyn's POV

He raped me! That sweet innocent boy raped me! How could he, and then he had the nerve to tell me not to tell! Oh and on top of that, he hit me, him of all people! I sit on my bedroom floor, a book on my lap, and a pen in hand. I tap it to my chin and write, for what seems like forever. But when I'm done, I admire my work and read it aloud.

"Her paintbrush is a razor, Her canvas, her wrists, "I deserve the pain." She shrugs and insists. One day the brush will push down, And it will cut so deep, That this girl will fall into an eternal sleep. She doesn't remember how she started What brought her interest to this, How do you discover, that cutting is your form of bliss? No one would have guessed that she does it. No one would have considered this one. This girl is forever fighting a battle, that she thinks the demons have won. Her artwork is all over her, Her beauty is on her thighs, and if you look in her old trash, you'll find her letters of goodbye. Her masterpiece is quite disturbing, Her masterpiece is a little gory, Her artwork is her escape. Let me tell you her story. She compares herself to every person, She is compared to each girl. She thinks she's hideous, And there's this boy that is her world. She was bullied and picked on, She was teased from head to toe, Hard to believe that her best friend, was her one and only foe. Then later she disliked every little thing, Her body, face and even her mind, Soon she saw she was a failure, and it was just in due time... That this girl couldn't take it anymore She'd decided she was done living this, So one day she went home and decided to end it. Everyday for multiple days, This girl would try to drown, Hard to believe this girl at school, never ever wore a frown. Sometimes she'd just fall asleep crying, Praying that she'd be enough, Because she didn't want to leave her family. She knew about their sweet love. This girl found hope in small things eventually, She soon would see this beautiful light, and find a REAL best friend, that helped her put up a fight. Her masterpiece soon was leaving, Her artwork was almost faded, and it gave her a sick feeling, the feeling of being jaded. She found a boy that actually loved her, And showed her love exists, And this boy too had a masterpiece, placed close to his wrists. He related to her and she related to him. She kissed his artwork and said he's not alone, When she cut herself it hurt him, Her masterpiece now wasn't just her own. Her masterpiece effected others, Her artwork wasn't just for herself, She now had people, who saw her cries for help. And then her family found out, So then they saw the art too, to them they were just scars, To her they were the truth. She's trying to be okay now, She thinks she might survive, Even though they didn't think to take away the knives." I smile at it then frown, my mind hasn't been the same since. It seems, dark.

"WHY WORLD WHY!" I scream into the empty room. Nothing can make me forget that day, I haven't told anyone as I' scared of what will happen if I do, but I need to tell someone. I pick up the phone and scroll through my photos and laugh sadly at the almost funny ones. I then scroll trough my contacts, deciding between Maddie and Keenan. If I tell Maddie, she will kill him. If I tell Keenan, I don't know what will happen. I decide on Keenan. Then text him.

Me: Hey.

Keenan: Hi

Me: can...Can you come over, I need to talk to you

Keenan: About?

Keenan: why, what happened?

Keenan: are you okay?

Me: no! I can't do it...I think...I think I shouldn't be here anymore...I can't do it, I CAN'T! LACHLAN, HE, HE, HE...Please can you just come over?

Keenan: be there in 5...Just try to hang on till I get there.

Me: ok

Five minutes later, he walked into my bedroom, he sat down beside me and leant against the cupboard.

"What happened?" he said softly, turning his head slightly so he could see me.

"Lachlan...HE...He..." I burst into tears and he hugged me.

"Shhh...Its okay, he isn't here, he can't do anything, tell me what he did?" I sighed sharply.

"He raped me"

"HE WHAT!" He said, a shocked expression on his face. I nodded slowly and turned away.

"And he hit me"

"That little..." His pupils dilated, rage was edging on his voice and I slid down lower.

"I want Maddie now"

"Then why'd you call me?"

"I guess I don't know how to tell her"

"I can tell her for you?"

"Really, thanks!" He took my phone and messaged her.

"She'll be here soon" He said, resting my head on his shoulder.

"Sleep, you need it" I nodded and closed my eyes. And before long the room faded away and I was asleep.