A walk to remember-G.D.

25

Alia
"You know that's another negative point towards you" I giggle as we walk out the building "So now it's four" I open the car door getting in he gets in on the other side starting the car "Well you are only four away from ten" he says pulling out of the parking lot "Do you even have a thought of what the loser gets?" He looks over at me as he stops at the red light "No but I have a few ideas" I bite my lip looking down, he puts his foot back on the gas "Am I taking you to your dads?" He asks I don't look at him I keep my gaze on the window "Yeah" I mumble he doesn't speak again.

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He pulls into the driveway of the house that I used to be able to call home. He pulls the keys out of the ignition then sits back "Do you want me to go in with you?" He asks playing with the keys I nervously shake my head, hell I don't want him to go in there cause if my dad is there I sense a fight I don't want Grayson to get into a fight with my dad, I know what he is capable I'm not sure if Grayson would be able to fight my dad so I rather him stay in the car.

I get out pulling my hood over my head I walk up to the door turning the nob luckily it was unlocked. I walk in looking around it's actually clean which of course surprises me, I put my hands in my pockets it's so cold in this house I can tell my dad hasn't paid the heating bill I slowly walk up the steps going to my room I open the door to see it nearly empty but not quite so I grab all the bags that I have putting the rest of my shit in there. I don't want to be back to this house never again so getting a job is a need I can't keep relying on everyone else this is my life so I have to make it out of what I can.

I open my drawer throwing the rest of my socks underwear and bras in the big black I have in my hands I open another drawer feeling my heart beat get faster I grab the little black diary as well as the small black pen that sits with it, I almost forgot about this I used to write in it just about every night this was the only thing ever in this drawer I had it locked up I called it my safe some one must have went through it I don't remember leaving it unlocked.

I throw the diary an pen in my bag shutting it. I suck in my shakey breath shutting the dresser drawer I turn around to see my dad at the entrance of the door way. He has a beer in his hand he looks like shit his looks finally match his personality "She left me" he looks up at me his eyes are bloodshot I feel my body get colder just by his presence "It's all your fault. You told her about us" I feel my body get hot as he said 'us' "I thought you loved me how could you go to her and tell her our business" tears form in my eyes but I blink them away.

Does he actually think I ever loved him in any way shape or form "I never loved you" I mumble looking down "Yes you did" he takes a drink of his beer "You raped me" I look up at him "You raped me, you raped your own daughter" I shout but he doesn't seem affected "How could you consider it rape if you liked it" he evilly says "THATS THE THING I DIDNT LIKE THAT MY OWN FATHER PUT HIS DICK INSIDE OF ME I DIDNT LIKE THE FACT THAT YOU GOT HARD FROM ME. I LOST MY VIRGINITY AT NINE FUCKING NINE I DIDNT KNOW THAT WHAT YOU WERE DOING WAS WRONG BUT NOW THAT I DO KNOW I HOPE YOU FUCKING DIE" I scream as tears stream down my hot cheeks.

He throws the beer bottle at me but I dodge it. He walks towards me and punches me in my face, I slap him with all the force I have in me he grabs me by my hair pinning me to the ground he kicks me in my back several times I put in all of my strength throwing him off of me I get up quickly running to the bathroom opening all my drawer grabbing it all and throwing it in my bag the only thing I leave out is the razor I use to cut my dad comes in the bathroom angry as can be.

He walks towards me going to grab my arm but I grab the razor slicing his hand wide open hand grabs his hand squeezing it "You bitch" I take that as a ticket to run, I run out the house getting into the car Grayson looks worried "Why are you crying" he grabs the two bags that are filled all the way setting them in the back seat he looks at the bloody razor his face immediately droops "Alia-" he gets cut off by my dad Who is yelling.

Grayson's face immediately sets to an angry one he furrows his eyebrows an clenches his jaw he opens the car door ready to get out but I drop the razor in the console grabbing his arm "Grayson please" I beg he scrunches his face up he shrugs my arm off of him getting out of the car walking towards my dad. He grabs him by his shirt throwing him to the ground, I get out the car running towards them "Stop Grayson!" I shout he ignores me throwing punch after punch at my dad. I'm not mad I'm just scared.

I grab Grayson's hand pulling him to the car we get in as he quickly pulls off "Why?!" I ask shouting I'm completely shooken up "He fucking left a mark on your face he came out looking like he was gonna do something" he tightens his hand around the wheel "I told you I didn't want you doing anything" I plainly say but he doesn't answer to it. I look at the bloody razor my head is telling me no but my body is telling me otherwise.

I grab the razor pulling my jeans down I place the razor to my thigh making a deep cut I don't stop either I just slowly go deeper as I go Grayson looks over at me immediately stopping the car "What the fuck!" He grab the razor from me my thigh is flowing out so much blood he pulls his shirt off setting in under my thigh so I don't stain his dads seat he places his big hand over my thighs squeezing it as hard as possible so the blood flow will stop I begin to wince grabbing his hand trying to pull it off the cut he starts the car again pulling off to the hospital I'm definitely gonna need stitches.

I pinch my nails into his hand but that doesn't make him pull away "Grayson it hurts" I scream he looks over at me but puts his concentration back to the road "Please stop" I start to cry his hand has a blood all over it. He pulls into the hospitals parking lot he get out quickly coming to my side opening the door he pulls my pants up grabbing my thigh again then carrying me in the hospital bridal style.

He runs in screaming for help they hurry over to us grabbing me from him he comes to the room with us as they start to hook me up to cords "What are they gonna do to her?" He asks worried "Just give her stitches this isn't to major but they are definitely gonna sign her up for a councilor I look at Grayson as tears fall from my eyes he looks so hurt yet his disappointment is showing more.

I can't help myself though in that moment of time I just wanted to see blood not from Grayson's knuckles not my from my dads hand from me I like to feel pain physically more than I do mentally that's why cutting has always been my go to thing if Grayson stays long enough he will be my go to thing to take my pain away but as of right now he seems so disappointed that he might not talk to me.

Hey sorry this might of triggered you but this book is kind of a triggering book so I'm not gonna warn you every time the story has a triggering part.

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