Our Little Secret ✔️

3 pt.2

Michelle
"Stop moving pretty girl" he said as my tears wet his hand. I felt his weight being pulled off me and a grunt. In the dark I saw the guy glued against a wall. I didn't  have time to react before I quickly and shakily ran as fast I could from him leaving whatever the fuck I was carrying behind. When I got home I locked all the doors and made sure the windows were closed. After the reality had set in, I cried in my bed for what seems like forever before I fell sleep listening to my own sobs. I woke up at around 1, knowing my mom wasn't home because she went to spend the a night at her sister's house, and to be honest she deserves it, working so hard that she forgets she has a life.
I took a hot shower with a burnt hand. It hurt like a bitch. The pain was horrible, and my skin was beginning to peel off. It's funny how your adrenaline makes you numb to pain but then your body comes back later with a 'bitch you thought' moment.
I stood up watching a show until the sun came up. I was really watching I was just staring at the screen, thinking of everything that could of happen that didn't, but that still is a possibility and the fact that girls god through it everyday. This very second as I'm talking some girl is getting rapped and that made me cry. I eventually fell asleep again I guess before I woke up to the sound of my door bell ringing.
I lazily got up and tripled check who it was before opening the door to my mother.
"Hi Mrs.Wesley do you need something?" I asked.
"Yes dear, this was left at my door, isn't this your backpack?" She asked kindly holding my backpack.
It is my backpack. The one I left when running for my life. Who brought it?
"Oh yeah, I guess I forgot it at my friend's house and she came to drop it off and mixed the house up. Thank you so much!" I said grabbing my bag from her hands.
"No worries dear." She smiled.
"Mrs.Wesley I know I've never asked before but would you mind dropping me off at school today. I had an unpleasant encounter yesterday with some random dude going to school in the morning and I don't want him following me home or anything" I said.(yes I lied  but I can't have my mom knowing that I almost got rapped yesterday at night).
"Of course sweetie" she said.
So as quick as lighting I changed my clothes and got in her car and she drove me to school.
"Thank you so much" I said waving at her before she left.
Ned and Peter were by the school gates, talking. Peter sensed me coming near and he looked up, something in his eyes, he seemed concern. About what though? It's not like he knows what happened yesterday. No one knows except me and that asshole.
"Hey guys" I said looking at them.
"Hey MJ" Ned said cheerfully. I needed to hear his cheerful voice with all the shit that happen yesterday.
"MJ what happen to your hand?" Peter asked as he grabbed a hold of my bandage hand. I quickly moved away from him.
"Nothing I tried cooking and I suffered the consequences" I lied quickly.
"Big mood" Ned said laughing, but Peter and I were having a stare down contest, similar to one you have with your mother, when you both know you're lying.
"What's happening right now?" Ned asked confused as I looked away from Peter.
"Nothing" I said clearing my throat.
"Are you okay?" Peter asked.
"What is up with you today Parker geez, get off my back for one god damn second. You're not my dad" I said snapping at him angrily and walking away from him.
He didn't deserve that I know. I just needed to let it out, even if it was on someone like Peter who didn't do anything but care about my well being.
But why is he so persistent! Gosh, it's like he knows what happen yesterday.
I ignored both Ned and Peter the whole day, not bothering to eat lunch either, spending my time in the library. Now Decathlon meeting, YAY[note the sarcasm].
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