♡ She's shy. He's a socialite. Both are different races. She's a teacher's pet. He's an Instagram star and the most popular guy at Middleton High, along with being the principal's son and has EVERY ONE around him. Diane Moore and Travis Sanchez are...
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Tammie was in tears, as I told her the rest, "He...he did that? Did-or was you able to escape?" my breath was shaky a bit, but I managed to hold on.
"I managed to escape, but it was on the brink of it.....I don't remember much, everything happened so fast...as I was being dragged to the bed, by my hair, I threw my phone into the hall, hoping that it would make a noise of some kind, but it was a failed attempt. I couldn't handle him for his stature. I couldn't get out..."
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Diane's pov
....My heart was racing and his grip was becoming tighter around my mouth. My jaw started to hurt. I was hyperventilating, oh honey no I am not gonna faint in his arms! I can't believe he would do this to me, him out of all people. I was planning a way of escape, but my train of thought was becoming more glitched with cries of help and my anxiety. The more I tried to control my breathing the worse I was getting. I was shoved to the floor, both of my arms pressed down by heavy weight. "You've grown a lot. You look just like her. It's still a pain to hear she's gone but at least I can look at her through you"
I felt the air dance on the drying trials of my tears, my throat drowned in watery muffled sobs. "Be a good girl and it'll be over real quick." I have to come up with a plan right now. I looked from his face to my ceiling of stars, not glowing from the daylight of the sun from the nearby window. My breathing returned to normal a little, and I could see everything more clear a bit.
My anxiety only slightly lowered a bit but was still going haywire. I collected all of the strength in me to my legs as my shirt was slowly being raised. I raised both of my legs and feet and shoved them between his legs as hard as I could as he screamed and groaned in pain, quickly letting me go, reaching for what I kicked.
I scrambled up and ran for my life! I went out into the hall and grabbed my phone and ran crying and sobbing, "GRAMMA!!!!!" I scream into the house as I ran into the living room. I saw Kiara and Jerimih in the sofa, as all eyes were on me.
"What the? Diane what is going on?!" she fell into instant worry as she quickly stood up and I instantly fell into her arms having a complete breakdown. Everyone quickly came to my assistance, "Diane! Breathe! BREATHE!!" Gramma got on her knees, holding my face.
"My goodness, what is happen-..." Aunt Anne's voice fades in the commotion, Kiara's face had a worried but shocked look on her face, then her and Aunt Anne looked at each other as gramma embraced me tightly trying her very best to make my breakdown go away, but nothing like this could make my system cool down. Not after what I just went through. "She has an anxiety disorder! If I can't make her calm down she'll faint! It's happened multiple times!" I heard my gramma's distressed voice fade in the commotion.
"He did it!" "Who the-" Aunt Anne looks out of the living room exit, "BENJAMIN!!!" she storms down the hall, out of the living room, as the noise stops. I regained my breathing once again from one cut off gasp.
"Diane tell us what happened. You good?" I nodded, Jerimih helped me up and grandpa helped gramma up. I looked at them all.
"You're not in trouble Diane you can tell us anything" grandpa manages to get in before gramma get into blurting something out-before she said anything, a loud burst of arguing and glass breaking came up from down the hall. "Stay here. Jerimih come with me." Grandpa and Jerimih quickly leave the living room. Shortly gramma embraces me, "What happened?" "Him" "What did you do?" she whispers to me, "He dragged me into my room and pinned me to the floor, I kicked him and ran" I was catching my breaths from the sobs.
I heard loud arguing and fighting, gramma looked up in worry, "I'll be right back. Do you need anything? I can see you're still a bit jittery" "I think I need a walk" I suggest, no sure if she would allow me to do so at a time like this. My gramma always knew that if I needed time to chill out, I needed space.
My anxiety could turn out to be a breakdown, then fear, but more rarely- irritability and slightly violent. I usually took the anger management to my self and my room. She nodded, "Come back shortly, I'll call you when you should" "I will" I say as I get up and go to the door. Kiara decided to walk with me.
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Kiara's pov
We only made it down a little bit away from the house and Diane's legs gave out on her. She fell to her knees and sobbed loudly. I quickly bent down to her, she couldn't say anything. She just hugged me and sobbed and cried in my shoulder. I did my best to hold back my tears but they fell from my face. It was the same way with her mother. I still remember Dianna, Diane's mother, I didn't understand it then because I was so young. But now that I look back on it, it makes sense, the way he acted around her, the way Dianna kept little Diane on her lap every time she and Tyreik visited us or when we visited them. I now know where that scar on his arm came from and most likely mom knows too now.
somethin' tellin' me to change some of the chapter idk i-
i just dont know anymore.
This is the busiest month for the school year.
exams start tomorrow
and as a senior its A LOT for us. graduation, awards, college etc.
so if you in the 11th grade or below, enjoy the time you still have because it wont be the same for long.
great, now i feel old.
6/6/21- ^ what she said is right yall. wake up
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