Stolen Part 1 of 4

Stolen Part 1

It was the 1990's and Laura was in Junior High. She was a very sheltered child up to this point. Her Mother was a teacher who always seemed to be offered a new job in whatever School that Laura was going to at that time. So, it wasn't like she could ever do anything like skipping class or whatever rebellious things that other teenagers do. For the most part, she was super quiet and more of a loner than other girls were.
It's something you hear all of the time, but she really only got along with dudes. Amy was her only close friend but at some point they were ripped apart without any warning.
For some reason, Laura would always write her deepest and darkest feelings, thoughts, and secrets inside of a journal. It wasn't the smartest thing to do because it was the reason she was grounded for 6 months of that year. Laura's Mother was not only involved in her life at school but immersed herself in everything that her daughter did. It was a bit like suffocating to her but she knew that her Mother meant well. After finding and reading the journal that changed everything between them, Laura got confined to her room and wasn't allowed to do anything except play tennis and take guitar lessons.
Never could Laura have imagined what would soon be taken from her. Nothing in her life could have ever prepared her for this moment. And what is a girl to do if she has no clue about any adult types of situations.
It never would have dawned on Laura's mind to think this day would be any different from the numerous others. She had stayed home sick numerous days before this and nothing had ever happened. But, when her Mom left that morning, she never mentioned that the guy who had been working at the house doing some remodeling, would be working that day. Before she could even have a second thought about that subject, he had appeared in her room. Not just in her room either. This older man, who was certainly a druggie, and looked something like a dark haired Joe Dirt, was suddenly on top of her. That was it, the fight was on, but she wasn't even making any type of difference in this struggle except for pissing this pervert off even more. The more that she fought with him, the more violent he got. Then, it was if something was taking all of the air from the room because she couldn't breath. He would smile as he watched the color fade from her face. After she was pale white is when he would take his hands off of her throat. Only a few more seconds and the color would rush back into her cheeks. It was brutal, it was awful. It was not going to stop. She knew that if she didn't stop now and just give in to this creep, he may end up strangling her to death.
She kept thinking of how she could get through this, and all of the sudden she was in a lot of pain. Wait, it's not right. She wondered if he knew that she was virgin. Why would a man want to steal this from a child. Nothing was making sense,  as he kept brutally raping her, she would squeeze her eyes closed and try to go somewhere, anywhere but there. At least in her head. Soon it was ending and she just prayed for her life to be spared. About that time, she had opened her eyes as she felt his body being removed from hers. The blood, she though he may have really hurt her because if the amount of blood that was all over the bed. It was way worse than her worst day on her period, kind of blood. What had happened. Maybe if her Mom or Dad would have bothered to tell her anything about sex or reality in general, it wouldn't have been such a huge confusing bunch of questions in her head.
She had to clean up this mess and herself as well. What should she do, and what does she say, and for God's sake to who? So, it was clear that she could not tell anyone. It was over and she wanted to forget it. Like it never fucking happened.
Of course, she did not have the mental strength to deal with this horrible secret for too long. Three days later, in Math class, she was being kinda bullied. But not by a girl,by 3 boys in her class. They had been doing this ever since school started. When they saw her coming, it was so funny to them to see which one of them could grad her ass or boobs and get away with it. She had avoided most of there sexual assault like jokes until that day when she had enough. As a matter of fact, she had brought a brand new exactly knife to school that day. So after one of the boys actually put his hand between her legs and grabbed her crotch, she pulled that little knife out. Instead of stabbing one of them like she wanted and dreamed of doing, she started slicing her own arm from wrist on up. No one even tried to stop her until the teacher finally looked up and saw what the commotion actually was, and he finally walked over and grabbed her. It didn't take long for this entire event to be the talk of the school.
She was obviously not fit to be around other kids so she was sent home.
Later that night, she pondered if she should tell someone what had happened. But instead, she went to her Mom and Dad's medicine cabinet and poured every pill she could find all into one empty bottle. Then she got a 2 liter of soda and went back into her room. As she sat in her room, it took only twenty minutes for her to swallow over 200 random prescription medications. By that time, she was getting sick. Her stomach was churning and she felt like puking but instead she asked her Daddy if she could lay down in his bed since she didn't feel good. For some reason, her Dad went to straighten up her room so her Mom wouldn't yell at her about that too. He found an almost empty bottle of random pills under her bed, next to a half empty 2 liter. Alarmed, he quickly went and scooped up his daughter and yelled to his wife that Laura tried to kill herself. Since she was pretty out of it by then, she never even realized she had been taken to the hospital. Then, she was woken up with a long ass tube being stuffed into her nose and then all the way down her throat, into her stomach. It's the only way to get the insane number of pills out of her stomach.
She had given up. And never wanted to be saved. But since she was still alive, the pain of what was stolen from her was too much. When her Mother came to see her the next evening, she made up her mind to tell her. It was not at all what she expected as a response. Instead, her Mom had this mean look on her face. She told Laura that she didn't believe her. And that her boyfriend would have never done that. So stop lying because no one will ever believe anything you say anyway.