I woke up with a headache. I don't remember what happened or even how I got to my room. I got up from the bed only to fall back. My body felt sore. "What did that monster do to me?" I thought. I laid on my back for a few minutes then I got up and went to the bathroom. When I looked into the mirror I started crying and the memories of last night came crawling back to me. He raped me. That cruel monster rapped me and then he beat me till I was unconscious. I had a black eye and scratches all over my chest. There was no way make up could cover all that.
I went to my room and I texted Stacey and Kacey to let them know I was sick and I wouldn't be coming to school. I went to take a long hot shower to get the feeling of that disgusting man off me. A father shouldn't do that to his daughter. He's not my father anymore his name is Marcus. I don't know what I did to deserve this. For seven years it has only been slapping or punching and now rape? I just wish my mom would come back but she's always working. No one knows what kind of job she does but she's always out of the country. Sometimes she'd leave for weeks sometimes even months. I haven't gotten the chance to tell her what that monster has been doing to me since she's not around much and I don't think I can trust her enough to tell her either. "What if she threatens me like Marcus?"
I don't want anyone to know and I can't report him to the police because he's a Police officer and he will always find out. I've accepted that this Is now my life. I just have to deal with it.
I got out of the shower and I decided to wear my grey hoodie with a pair of black leggings. I tied my hair into a messy bun and I went to get some sleep.
When I opened my eyes and looked at the clock it was already 8pm. Wow i've been asleep for the entire day. I got out of bed, my body still sore and I quietly tip toed to the kitchen to get something to eat. I looked around slowly and I sighed in relief when I noticed that Marcus was nowhere to be found. I made a BLT sandwich and poured myself a glass of apple juice and I went back to my room to eat. There was no way I would stay downstairs and eat to risk another beating.
When I got to my room I grabbed my phone to see I had three text messages. One from Stacey, the other from Aiden and the last one from an unknown number. I decided to open the text from the unknown number first. It read "Hi Jill. It's me Dylan. I just wanted to let you know I started the project since you weren't at school. I asked Kacey for your number. Please don't kill me." I laughed and texted a quick him ok. I read and responded to Aiden and Stacey's text.
I decided to just brush my teeth and go to bed. I didn't want to risk running into Marcus today. I still felt disgusted.
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Ms. Popular's Secret
Teen FictionJill Watson is a 16 year old who attends Kennedy High. Every one thinks she's perfect because she's popular. Jill has a secret and she doesn't want anyone to find out. Will anyone find out? Or Will she be able to hide it with her popular image.