The New Girl Is Badass

Feelings

As I was going down the rode I see an abandon park. I pull in and get out, as I wipe the tears. Ugh, I hate crying, it makes me feel weak, and I HATE feeling weak. I sit down on a bench and think. How is it right to push yourself on someone against their will. I would know. I know he would have probably raped her if I wasn't there to stop him. I am so mad I need to punch something. I was so lost in my thoughts, I didn't see anyone pull into the park. When someone taps on my shoulder, I look up. It's Caleb.

"Hey." he said in a soft voice. He sounds like he cares. Does her care? Nah.

"Hey." I said in barely a whisper. I don't know why but I just break down, and I didn't care. He pulls me close to me and hug me, I was shocked at first but then relaxed into his arms and cry on his shoulder as he holds me.

"Shhh, it's ok." He says in my ear and I cry.

A couple minutes later, the hard cries turn into soft sniffles. Oh my, god, I can't believe I'm crying in front of him. You know what? I don't care.

"I'm sorry, I-I-" he cuts me of and hugs me tighter.

"Shh, you don't have to explain."
He says, with a shaky sigh. I look up at him, my light brown eyes looking into his extraordinary ones. I stopped crying, I feel so close to him like I can tell him anything, but why? He stopped me from going to juvie, and now he's holding me while I soak his shirt, with my tears.

"I need to." I just need to get it off my chest. Even if it's him. I look at him one more time, I lay my head on his shoulder.

"It all started two years ago, when I was weak."

I was walking down the street at night. I was coming from a club called The Club I know it sounds dumb, anyways, my boyfriend just cheated on me and I went and got wasted. As I was walking, more like stumbling down the rode, one of my heels broke.

"Damn, it!" I say in a slur, I stumble over to the wall near an alley, and leaned on it. I take my heels of and throw them down on the ground. I went to walk by when someone jumped out in front of me.

"Hey, pretty thing, what's your name." A guy said, he was probably in his forties.

I ignored him and tried to walk around him. He grabbed my arm tightly.

"Where you think your going." He said in a nasty voice, that sent shivers down my back.

"Let me go." I say in a soft voice. I was scared as hell, I was drunk but I knew what he wanted, and didn't want it. He laughed and tightened his grip even tighter.

"No." He said and smirked. Him still having that tight ass grip on my arm, he started to drag me in the alley. I started to beg.

"No, no, please, no!" I say as tears started to pour out of my eyes, I was struggling to get out of his hold. He kept pulling me.

He dragged me all the way to the end and threw me to the wall with him right in front of me. He starts to take his clothes off. I started to panic so I did what anyone would do, I stood up and tried to make a run for it. That was a bad idea, seeing as it made him mad. He grabbed me by my hair and slug me to the ground. I look around and there's no where for me to run. I was trapped. I started to cry. He is now naked in front of me. He marches towards me as I try to back away. He grabs me and starts to rip my clothes off.

"NO, PLEASE, NO!!" I screamed at the top of my lungs. He turns me on my stomach and covers my mouth, he rips the rest of my clothes off. I squirmed, trying to get out of his hold, but he was too strong, I couldn't get him off me.