That's when I told him everything about my past life.
"Well when I was 6 my parents started fighting a lot and sometimes my dad would come home drunk and beat my mom. Sometimes he would come in my room and yell at me. He never touched me though. A little while later when I was 10 He came home so drunk he could barley walk. My mom wasn't home and he had no one to take his anger out on so he took it out on me by beating me then raping me. He kept raping me up until I was 14 because my mom caught him in action. He went to jail for life. That's when I joined the wrong group, I got into smoking, drinking, and sex for money." I was staring to cry once I said that. "You don't have to continue Scar." Sam said. I shook my head no and kept going. "By the time I was 16 my mom had remarried and the guy she married was amazing. He got me a modeling job and we made lots of money. My mom also had my little sister Samantha. That's when I got cancer... I lost all my hair and none of my friends cared anymore because I couldn't do the horrible shit they do. I eventually met this boy a few months ago and when I refused to have sex with him because I didn't want to go back to my old ways he started raping me. He raped me three times. He then got sick of me and left me in an ally. I never told anyone. About 2 months ago, a month after I turned 18, I was stuck in a storm walking home from school so I called my mom to come pick me up. Her, my (step) dad, and little sister, and my self were all in the car when a drunk driver hit us and I was the only survivor. Since I am 18 and I didn't have any relatives to go to, the police couldn't help me. So here I am. An 18 year old homeless person." I finished I was sobbing uncontrollably.
All he did was hug me and say comforting things. "I would never hurt anyone like that. I want you to know that if I ever meet your ex I will fucking murder him!" He says. "Thanks." I say.
I grab the hair tie off my wrist and start putting my hair up. "Wait, what are those??" Sam asks. He crabs my arms and looks at the scars the run up and down both arms. "Why?" I don't even answer him because I run in my room and lock the door. I climb in my bed and try to ignore his knocking on my door. After a while I give in and talk to him. I told him that I really don't want to talk about anything anymore and to give me some time to think about stuff like this.
2 weeks later***
I wake up and get right in the shower. I do everything I need to and then get dressed into a blue galaxy high waisted skirt with a black crop top with black leather gloves and a black bandana on my head. For make-up I had a black smokey eye with dark blue lipstick. I also put consealer on my cuts. It burned like hell but I got used to it. I cut the other day. I was thinking about everything and it just got to me. I also got a really good paying job so I have been shopping a lot. When I was done I realized that I forgot my heels to go with it. I walked back into the bathroom and into my closet. It was a walk in closet filled with shoes and bags on one side and the other side was completely empty. All my clothes were in my dresser and closet in my bedroom. I walked in and found theses really pretty black heels with spikes on them. I grabbed those and put them on. I didn't feel like having a bag so I shut the door and went to leave my room. When I opened the door to leave Sam must have been sleeping against my door because he fell and almost hit my feet with his head. He instantly woke up when his head hit the ground.
"Did you sleep outside my door last night?" I asked . He stood up and nodded. "Why?" "Because I need an answer on why you cut! I have been waiting for 2 weeks and I can't wait anymore!" He said. "It's none of your buisness." I said slightly annoyed. "It is my buisness considering what you told me a while ago!!" He yelled. "FUCK OFF OKAY!! I TOLD YOU THAT BECAUSE I NEEDED TO GET IT OUT OF MY SYSTEM!" I scream. "WELL IF YOU WEREN'T SUCH A BITCH ABOUT IT I WOULDN'T HAVE TO ASK YOU! I THOUGHT WE WERE CLOSER THEN THAT!" He screamed. When he said that Ricky and Trevor came to see what was happening. Tears just started flowing down my face! Thank god for whaterproof makeup. "YOU WANT TO KNOW WHY I CUT?! ITS BECAUSE OF FUCKING BULLYING AND MY DAD AND EX!! THAT'S FUCKING WHY!" He looks at me. "I'm sorry Scar-" He couldn't finish before I took my heels off and just rand out the door. I ran and ran even when I heard all the boys yelling to me! Eventually I stopped. I was walking across the street when I heard Ricky and Sam yelling my name. "What do you guys want?!" I yell "LOOK OUT!!!" They scream. I turn to look where there pointing and before I could do anything I feel a sudden impact with my body and everything goes black.
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Alone
FanfictionIn this story you meet a girl named Scarlet. She has a bad backround but that's only because she was hanging around the wrong people. Her parents died so now she is living on the streets but that's all going to change once she meets a group of boys.
