"Unique"

Chapter 13

When we got home I parked my car and went straight to my room. What the fuck is life.

The only thing running through my mind was 'niggas ain't shit, NIGGAS AINT SHIT' like what the fuck is this. I was about to drop all my fucking walls for him. I was going to let him in but he fucked me over. This is fucking bullshit. I should just go back there and put a bullet in his fucking head and his bitch.

All I've wanted was someone to love me, to fucking hold hold me. Not for my heart to be broken into millions and millions of pieces. I just don't get it what have I ever done for life to turn out this way,  I should just end it all right now. But I just can't bring myself to do it. I know I seem so hard but deep inside I'm a broken fucked up person. And I've take lives before but I just can't seem to take my own.
•••••• Later that night•••••••

I heard the door creak open I know it's Dylan she's been coming in and out of the room every so often. Even after I told her to stop and that I was fine.

"Hey Rose"

"Hey Dylan" I said with my back facing her. I didn't want her to see me crying. I started crying a while after we got home.

"How are you doing" Dylan said sitting at the edge of my bed.

"I'm fine Dylan"

"Sure you are. Anyways I wanted to ask you if Jake could come to the house. Apparently he's pissed off at Enzo and wants to get out of the house"

"Yeah sure just stay out of my room"

Dylan then got up and left the room shutting the door behind her. I really didn't want to go back to sleep I've been sleep all day. I just laid in the bed and stared at the ceiling thinking.

I'm going to finish school out here. We only have a couple of weeks left of school anyways. This school year has flown by so fast.

After I finish school I'm going to move. I'm going to leave Dylan here because I don't want to make her move knowing that her and Jake got something going on. I'm thinking LA. That's like a 10 hour drive  from here. If Dylan needs anything I can just fly back which won't take so long.

She won't need anything I'll let her live here and give her a car the one that she took. And I'll just send her some money every now and then. However I can't tell her that I'm moving. She'll obviously try and stop me or try and come.
••••sometime in the morning like 3••••••
I was woken up tied to a wall by chains. I tried so hard to get out of them. I didn't scream because that's stupid asf. The door then open and Chris stepped in. Oh my fucking gosh what's going on.
"You thought you could get away from me" He said while playing with a knife.
"Fuck you" I spat out
"Oh you wish I would let your slutty ass fuck me" he said pushing the knife inside my stomach.

I didn't make a sound or say anything I just kept quiet. He then slowly pulled the knife out of my stomach, making the pain last longer. I could scream I can't I won't let him see me so weak.

Once the knife was out he lunged it into my hip close to my private. That shit hurt I was close to screaming but I can't.

He then went over to his little torcher table and grabbed some pliers. He grabbed my hand and started to pull my finger nails off. I started to scream I couldn't help it. He ripped all of them off and then ripped the knife out of my hip.

He then took the same knife and started peeling off some of my skin which only caused me to scream even louder. After a while I had patches all over my body where he pulled off my skin.

He then went to the corner of the room and grabbed a bucket. It was filled with liquid from what I could tell. He then poured it all on me making me scream as loud as I could. The liquid  was burning all of the cuts and openings he cause-