You beat, cheated, & raped me...but never loved me.

Chapter 5

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I woke up to nothing but blood, tears, and darkness.  I moved my body and a sharp pain shot through my body.  It hurt so bad I started to cry again.  I wish I could forget what just happened.  I can't believe that happened.  Derek was abusive yes, but I didn't think he would ever do this to me.  Ever.

I some how found a way to get off of my bed and go straight into the bathroom.  I took off the leftover pieces of what was my dress that I had put on earlier and got into the shower.  I washed every inch of my body more than once.  I scrubbed so hard that I thought my skin was going to come off.  I felt so dirty. The filth of him doing that to me,  it made me lose my mind even more.

I got out of the shower and put on some clothes.  After I got dressed I then went back into the bathroom and looked in the mirror.  I didn't even know who the girl in the mirror was.  She was someone else.  I reached my hand out to the mirror only to see that it was my reflection.  I screamed and smashed the mirror into millions of pieces.

I heard my phone ringing and I looked at the id.  It was Brandon.  I looked at the time and it said 3:14 pm.  How long did he rape me?  How long was I asleep?  Maybe I had a coma or something.  I didn’t feel like picking up so I let it ring.  Lord knows I didn’t have the strength to tell him what just happened.  What would he think?  I doubt he would want to be with a girl with a crazy ass ex boyfriend.  I was about to crawl into bed only to see that it was in blood.  I was never going to sleep in this bed again.

I grabbed everything.  The pillows.  The sheets.  The mattress.  I grabbed them all and brought them into my front yard.  I went and got a gasoline can and lit a match.  I watched that mother fucker burn.

The fire department pulled up to my house about 10 minutes later only to see me roasting marshmallows to the fire.  They of course made me put it out and offered to bring me to a hospital.  I told them I wasn't crazy or hurt so there was no need for a hospital.  The only thing was, I really wanted to go.  I went back into the house, shut off all the lights, closed the blinds to show no light, and sat in the darkness.

I wanted to die.

Brandon's Pov

I called her phone more than once and she never picked up.  I started getting worried.  I walked down the hallway to my car and ran into Chelsea.

"Hey Chelsea.  Did you see Tiana today?"

"No I didn't.  Why what's wrong?"

"Oh nothing.  It's just that me and her had a date and..."

"Awww!!!  That's soo cute."

"Oh god Chelsea please stop yelling."

"Oh sorry.  Well I didn't see her.  She probably stayed home today to rest up."

"Yeah maybe..." I said.

"Yeah.  She's probably still tired from that party the other night."

"Well she felt better because I was with her yesterday."

"Oh really?  And what were y’all doing?"

"It doesn't matter right now.  Damn why do girls always have to be like that." I said.

Chelsea laughed. "I don't know why we just are.  I know you’re worried about her but she should be fine.  Go pick her up at her house and see."