Chapter Thirteen

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I can't read anymore. This is too detailed. Hadin was right I shouldn't read these. But I'm finding out the truth. About my rape. He was behind it. I was terrified for months after it happened. He was no where to be found after Haley accused him. He disappeared for a month. Then he came back and I accepted him back into my life. Worst decision I could have made. I place the journal on the coffee table and grab my phone. I scroll down to Haley's name and hit send on her contact.

"Sara?" She answers the phone. "What's wrong are you okay?" She asks.

"Yeah I'm fine. I just wanted to tell you myself. He's back." I whisper.

"Where are you?" She asks me.

"I'm in Farmington, I'm safe I'm with my boyfriend." I tell her.

"I heard about Raymond and you. I'm sorry." She apologizes.

"It's okay. It just wasn't meant to be I guess." I shrug. "I wanted to ask you. Do you remember that night I was um, raped?" I ask her.

"Of course, I do. I found you." She reminds

"Connor wrote journals. He did it. He admitted to it in his journal." I tell her on the verge of tears.

"Where did you find his journals?" She asks me.

"He gave them to his grandmother. He wrote them like stories for her to read." I tell her.

"That sick bastard." Haley swears.

"I didn't know you accused him the next day." I told her.

"Yeah of course I did. He attacked you then you ended up being raped. Something wasn't right." Haley tells me. "I miss you." She whispers

"I miss you too." I tell her.

"I'm going on a ski trip this weekend. How about I stop by and meet this new boyfriend of yours." She offers.

"That would be great. I'll text you my address." I tell her.

"Okay. Sara bear. Love you." She says.

"Love you Hales." I reply. We both hang up. I look at the pile of journals on the coffee table. "I can't do this." I get up and walk out of the penthouse leather jacket in hand. I exit the building and walk down the road clearing my head. I walk down the main street of Farmington and decided what better way to clear my mind then to do some mindless shopping. I enter in the first shop I see Liquid Sunshine. As I enter in the store, I see a bunch of dresses and coats. I see one dress that catches my eye. A black knee-high dress with long sleeves. The bottom flairs out. It's beautiful. I search for the one that is my size and make my way to the dressing room.

After zipping up the back of the dress I look at myself in the mirror, I look like a completely different person. I look confident and in control. Maybe that's what I've been lacking control of my life. I've been running for so long I haven't taken the rains and took control of my life back. I am not a victim. I am a survivor. I turn away from the mirror to return to my jeans and shirt when the dressing room curtain flies open and there he stands. My worst nightmare.

"Connor," I whisper looking into his blue sparkling eyes that I used to love to see.

"You look amazing." He whispers as he enters the dressing room shutting the curtain.

"Get out of here Connor." I warn him trying to stand my ground.

"What's wrong baby?" He asks me.

All I can think of when I see his face is how terrified I was that night. Knowing that it was him that raped me makes me hate him even more. My eyes fill up with tears and I don't feel fear, I just feel rage and anger.

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