Faded

Why me?

Chapter 2

*FLASH BACK*

"Sweetie will be back in a week ok. be safe, I love you" My beautiful mother said as she kissed and hugged me goodbye.

She's a single mom and was going out with her new boytoy.

"Love you to and make good choices please. no baby's" I said joking with her.

She was laughing and then kissed me again and left. I was sitting in the empty house watching Spongbob.

After a while I got up and went to my room to sleep. I got under my covers and almost feel into a deep sleep when I heard a noise down stairs. I cracked opened my door and look down and saw a dark shadow In the living room.

I jumped back on my bed hopping I didn't attract attention and dialed 911 as soon as they answered he barged through my door. he pulled me off the bed.

I yelled to the phone that was on my bed "please help me, 47285 north Kenny st!" I yelped as the man ripped my shirt and pants off. I couldn't get him off he pulled my underwear down my legs forcing the action upon me. He slammed my head on the floor and I was out. When I woke up I was laying on the floor with a blanket. the man was gone but the police were there.

"Sir she's awake." the voice next to me whispered to the tall detective next to her.

"W-what's going on?" I said sitting up.

"Do you know where the man went."

He said putting his hand on my knee.

"What man? why are you here?" I questioned

"You called us and screamed for help. you were melested and raped. Do you not remember?" The girl said standing next to the guy.

"W-what remember what?"

"The guy and what he did to you"

"Noo" I said starting to cry. then it hit me. I remembered.

"Wait I do I remember everything, I remember him coming into my house and me calling y'all and him dragging me off the bed and ripping my clothes off and then that's it." I said using hand gestures as tears fell from my eyes.

"Shhhh it's ok" She said hugging me and holding my head.

"But do you remember what the man looked like?"

I hesitated

"N-na-no" I said crying even more

After a long 4 hours of questioning they police finally left when my mom got home. My mom hugged me tight and I cried even more. I missed her and was so glad she was home.

Days passed and the word had got out about what happened to me and that's when the jokes and teasing started from everyone. That's when I started cutting. They don't understand the actual story, they think it's all a lie. They don't know my story.

*FLASH BACK OVER*