The Exchange Student

Chapter 11 "Broken"

*Trigger Warning*

*Violet P.O.V*

I feel his lips mold to mine and tingles rush over my body. I freeze. His lips move against my stiff ones desperately, him wanting me to give in. 

I want too. But my lips won't move. I stay frozen in shock as he continues trying to get me to kiss him back.

*Flashback (1 year ago - Age 16)*

"P-Please stop I don't want this" I whimper with tear running down my cheeks. 

"Shut the fuck up you worthless bitch! You may be hot but you are sure a pain in the ass" he growls trying my hands to the top of the bed. Grips the collar of my shirt and tears it into two, throwing it to the ground revealing my black lace bra. He stares at my boobs hungrily and grips my left one, squeezing it as he grinds his crotch against my waist. He moans before pulling out his phone and taking pictures of my helpless body. 

"Please somebody help me!!!" I scream at the top of my lungs but he slaps me across the face before wrapping his hand around my throat, cutting of my breathing.

"That was a stupid decision love. Now I guess I won't be so gentle" he smirks, letting of my throat. I am to busy gasping for breath to notice him taking the rest of my clothes off until I look up to see his naked body hovering mine. He lines up at my entrance and all I can think now is....

No One Can Help Me Now.....

*End of Flashback*

He pulls away and we stare into each others eyes, mine full of confusion, his full of pain and hurt. A tear rolls down my check from the painful memory, which I haven't thought of in months. His eyes widen as he looks at the glossed over eyes and quickly jumps up, grabbing his shirt and backpack.

"X-Xavier w-wait. Let me explain" I stutter, trying to control a whimper. He ignores me and runs out the door.

I groan in frustration at myself.

I wanted to kiss Xavier.

But I'm scared. Too get attached, to like, to love, to want to have Xavier and then get thrown to the curve or to get hurt like I did with.......him.....

But that's a story for another time. 

"I wanted to kiss him" I whisper to myself but then I hear his voice....

"You belong to me...." he would growl while doing disgusting things to me, my body and my mind.

Tears start rolling down my face. Some anger for not kissing Xavier. Some Sadness from those memories. And some fear, of thinking about getting attached.

I Fucking Hate Myself!

Well duh, you're just a selfish,worthless, attention seeking bitch!

No I'm Not!

Oh Shut Up, You know you are...

"JUST SHUT UP" I scream to myself, stopping my mind from fighting with itself. More tears stream down my face. I get up and stumble to the hidden alcohol cabinet which is under the kitchen sink. I pull out a bottle of vodka and take a gulp of it. The strong substance rolls down my throat and I continue taking gulps until I feel my body become numb. Sliding down the wall of the kitchen I sit on the floor and continue to drink my feelings away for the rest of the day.

I guess my depression is relapsing... Yayyyyy!

*One Week Later (Violet and Xavier's suspension is over)*