Chapter 27

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-=+=- Lilly's POV-=+=-
Run.
Run, just go!
To the hospital? that's like 7 miles away!
To late to turn back now.
I had to go.
This wasn't real.
It was a night mare.
It can't be true.
I need to go.
I ran to the woods as a short cut I assumed would work, where Hunters cabin happened to be, where me and Drew had our first "date." I turned to run down the steep hill to our "sweet spot" when I saw something... disgusting..
"Get the fuck off me," Jessica spoke sharply at the person who was captivating her body, it sounded as if she were about to cry.
She was pressed against a tree, seeming to struggle for freedom.
"C'mon baby," he spoke, attacking her neck with rushed kisses, I knew that voice.
Jason Hints, a very known jock, mostly because he's a perverted asshole.
"Jase, please," she begged him and pushed his shoulder in attempt to push him off.
"Pleaseeeeeee, get off me," she sobbed slightly, so she was crying.
He whispered in her ear something I couldn't make out, but that got her to beg and push him off again, more harder and pleading than before, and she noticed me, a small tear slipped from her eye as her make up ran down her cheek, and I couldn't take it.
It was like before, with Drew, anger coursed through out me and I don't think it was to be controlled.
Or I didn't want it to.
I ran over to the both of them and clapped my hand on his shoulder, using all my power to pry him off her, Jessica's shirt was slightly lifted to show her hips, a red hand mark was on each side of her body and she was breathing heavily from crying, as was I and also from running.
"Stop," I whispered, I felt stronger than now.
I was to focused on what I should be doing than now, but I needed... to help.
"What the fuck," he panted.
"You fucking think I wanted to do that-" I took this time to take in a deep breath from crying, "-I don't like either of you, I shouldn't even be here, I should be on my wa- none of you business, just lay off ass-hat."
"What are you 'gonna do?" he asked, grabbing her wrist she had seemed to try and pry away from him many times, like this.
It was like that time with Drew because I was done.
My wrist snapped up and my knuckles collided with his jaw, punching it down slowly with my weak hand, the previous bruises still hadn't left my hand, but it was suitable for me. I just liked the thought of knowing that standing up for some one left bruises on that person as well as you. It was comfortable to know you stuck up for someone in their rights.
But this one had made worst effects, the flesh of my knuckles had torn slightly. I was okay though, as long as know one asked, I'm sure Jessica would pay for me to not tell anyone.
"What the fuck!" He shouted, he brought his hand to his bloodied cheek, touching his fingers lightly to it so it didn't hurt.
"Fuck this! Fuck you! Bitch," he mumbled, still tampering with his cheek and walked off, probably to his car that I hadn't seen before.
Now it was me and Jessica, it felt awkward, for the millisecond she hadn't run her mouth like usual.
"Why'd you do that?" she asked, I couldn't tell her tone of voice because I've never talked to her.
"Just because you're and ass hole to me doesn't mean... I shouldn't help," I told her and actually looked at her. looked at her.
She wasn't uptight, she was trash, she was if you took your finger and ran it across her face, all her make up would come out on your finger and you could see her trash.
"Well I could've stuck up for myself you didn't have t-"
"Oh shut the fuck up? Can't you just shut the fuck up? And maybe care? I just saved your ass and this is what I get? Yeah, so fuck you... You ungrateful piece of shit. Here's your knight in shinning armor. It's not always what you want, it doesn't evolve around you."
She stood there. She was shocked, and I didn't care, because next time I know to let her ass get raped. Did she even care? Did I? I mean... I needed to go... I needed to go.
"I need to go..." My voice trailed off, hardly available to whisper.
Sweet pain sticking memories flooded into my head of the previous events that just occurred.
"Uhm... Bye.... I uh- need to," I didn't finish, I couldn't. I had to run, I was already breaking down.
I couldn't break down in front of her, not like this. Not like this, not now. All I could focus on, was go.
So I ran, I ran through the woods and over leaves from previous Autumns, scattered sticks and brush, and a tiny stream.
I passed Hunters cabin in the first 2 minutes, untouched from our use of it.
I ran to the hospital until the weight came down on me, it's too far, you'll never make it.
Why am I even trying?!? It's like.. 7 miles away. Why couldn't Drews car start? Why did this have to happen?
I couldn't... take it.. I was crying already, I was a mess. I just... couldn't take it. The thought, made me break down, I couldn't take it anymore, I really couldn't take it.
I stopped running, I collapsed, not just inside but out too, I felt like my ribs were crumbling and taking my heart away from me, taking everything away from me.
I clamped my hand over my mouth and let out a sob, an immediate tear flowed down my face and I brought my other hand to shut my mouth, I couldn't take this pressure, why did I think I could do this? I needed to go, just go.
Go.
Leave.
Run.

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