Number 12

Chapter 17

Jake’s POV

I’d be lying if I said that I wasn’t looking forward to going to counselling with Sam today. She is a mysterious and I would love to know even a little bit about her and her past. I know that she won’t say much with me there but she might.

Sam was in a really bad mood the next morning. She was sitting at that table reading a book. I flipped the book over and read the title. It was called Solution. I quickly read the back. It was about a girl that was forced into the orphanage and was passed around different place and trying to keep in contact with her boyfriend.

‘Sounds like you’ I commented. She hit me with the book and grabbed her glass. She threw the water at me, soaking my shirt. I rolled my eyes as I pulled it off. Sam smirked when she saw me.

‘Like what you see?’ I asked.

‘I’ve seen better’ she shrugs pulling her own shirt up. She had a perfectly  toned stomach. She pulled it back down quickly. She wasn’t confident with her body which is strange as she has a good looking body. She left before I got back from changing my shirt.

When I got to school Sam was arguing with a guy I had never seen before.

‘What are you doing here?’ she asked.

‘I came to see you and join your school, you should be please’ he said smiling.

‘What part of I didn’t like it did you not get?’ she asked.

‘The not part’ he said smirking.

‘So funny. Now go away’ she snapped.

‘But I’m here for you’ he said leaning forward to kiss her but she backed away until her back hit the lockers behind them.

‘Get away’ she said as he kissed her. Tears streamed down her face. She managed to get one arm unpinned and punched him in the gut. He doubled over which gave Sam room to run away. I considered following her but I know she would hate it. Instead I headed to Health.

Sam didn’t turn up, so I had to face a worried Michael in the hallway.

‘I saw her with some guy’ I said hoping it was helpful.

‘What did he look like?’ Michael asked.

‘Taller than her, brown hair and hazel eyes’ I said. Michael swore under his breathe and rushed off.

Sam’s POV

I couldn’t help but relive that day, two years ago.

‘Daniel I have a boyfriend’ I told him for the hundredth time.

‘Doesn’t mean I can’t do this’ he said kissing me. We were meant to be at some cheerleader’s party but Daniel had grabbed me the second I got out of my car and drove me to his house. We are currently in his bedroom and I have been trying to leave for the past ten minutes. I stopped pushing against him and fell on the bed. Daniel fell on top of me.

He raped me. We were both fifteen but he didn’t care. I told him that I didn’t want to but it didn’t matter to him. He just like the sex but no one wanted him so her resorted to this.

‘Daniel I don’t like this’ I said.

‘I brought you here just for you to say that you don’t like it. I love you and this is how you treat me’ he snapped and reached under the bed. He held a butcher’s knife. He cut me in a vertical stripe along the chest. He then dragged me outside bleeding and left me. I managed to call Michael.

I hate that day. I felt so helpless and I couldn’t stop. I still have the scar and I every time I see it I think of Michael. My old counsellor told me that one day I would get over it but I haven’t yet. Michael never mentions it but I know that every time he sees Daniel he wants to hurt him.