I'm Here For You

Snapped

Veronica's POV
As I sat in my fathers office for the business meeting hearing them talk. Hearing them so openly discussing about using me. Something in me just snapped. A plan started to form in my head as I quietly sat next to my father like I was some prize to be won and used. Once the deal was settled I was dragged to his car and into his office. That was when my plan started. As soon as I entered into his office
I picked up a wine bottle. The man started approaching me and I held it up.

"You think you are so brave? Holding up the bottle like that, thinking you can threaten me like that. Well, I like woman who are feisty."

"Get the hell away from me or else." I hissed

"What would your father think of this? You threatening me? I'm sure he would not like this one bit."

That's when I took the bottle and smashed it on his head. The glass shattered everywhere. The wine splattered everywhere. His head started bleeding. He stared at me with anger and hatred in his eyes.

"You little bitch, how dare you hit me. I swear to god you will pay for this!" He shouted with anger clear in his voice.

He picked up his phone and exited his office and locked the door. I was trapped in his office, I had no where else to go. I scammed around the room, there was glass and blood on the carpet. I heard snippets of the conversation he was having over the phone. He was calling the police, claiming that I had assaulted him. After a few minutes, I heard sirens approaching the building. My heart started hammering itself onto my chest. I had no way to escape.

I heard footsteps approaching the door, and the door soon unlocked. It opened to reveal a few police officers and the man.

"You little bitch, how dare you hit me. I swear to god you will pay for this!" He shouted with anger clear in his voice.

He picked up his phone and exited his office and locked the door. I was trapped in his office, I had no where else to go. I scammed around the room, there was glass and blood on the carpet. I heard snippets of the conversation he was having over the phone. He was calling the police, claiming that I had assaulted him. After a few minutes, I heard sirens approaching the building. My heart started hammering itself onto my chest. I had no way to escape.

I heard footsteps approaching the door, and the door soon unlocked. It opened to reveal a few police officers and the man.

He pointed to me and said "that's the girl that suddenly assaulted me when we were discussing a business deal and she didn't agree with it."

The police officers approached me and handcuffed me. I knew there was no point fighting back right now, he had the upper hand right now, so I had no choice but to comply with them right now. I was brought to the police car and into the station. There I was put into a cell with another girl, but before i was put in the cell I was allowed a phone call. I had no one else to call, I had no choice, they were the only chance I got to be able to get out, I had to call my parents. I knew perfectly well that they would bail me out, they didn't want the news spreading around in their business that their daughter got arrested. It would give them a bad name and would ruin their deals.

The cell just had two beds, a toilet and a sink. I sighed and sat on the empty bed. Why does my life have to be like this? I snapped and now I am in jail. I had to call my parents to bail me out and once I get out I would get beaten by them for getting myself arrested. The police didn't even want to hear my side of the story because the man is some rich dude. I laid down on the bed hoping to sleep this horrible night away that's as when the other girl that I was in the cell walked up to me and started talking to me. Her voice sounded familiar, that was when it hit me the reason why the voice sounded so familiar is because it belong to Jessica. Like this night could not have gotten any worse.

"So Veronica, it's been a while since we last saw each other. How are you doing, getting arrested?" Jessica asked.

I growled "Leave me alone Jess"

"I can't exactly do that you know being stuck in the same cell and all. Now, I'm feeling like I need some relief so flip over now."

"No, go the hell away from me."

"Who said I was giving you a choice? Now flip over or else." She said

She then came closer to me and flipped me so that my back was on the bed. She climbed up on me and started to forcefully undress me. I tried screaming for help. But she just told me that the guards didn't care about what's going on in the cells so there is no use for me to continue shouting. Tears stared to take over eyes, but I just blinked them away. I can't show her that I'm weak.

After a Long painful while, she was done and went back to her bed. I felt so filthy again. But this time I couldn't even take out my old friend to help me again. I had to be left with the memory replaying over and over again in my mind. I woke up to the sound of the cell opening, it was the next day already.

"Veronica your bail has been posted, you are free to go now." the guard said

I nodded my head and stood up from the bed and followed the guard out. I was soon greeted by the sight of my parents, anger clear in their eyes. I followed them out to the car. Once I was in it my mother turned behind to face me and started talking in a dangerously low volume.

"You will pay for this when we get back home Veronica, I don't care what you say, you costed us our deal and you managed to get yourself arrested." She said "And made us look like fools, you know how hard we worked to earn our reputation and just like that you made us because fools. Our reputation just like that gone, all because you got arrested for assault. You are such a disgrace."

I just lowered down my head and took in all the insults. She was right, I am a disgrace. I shouldn't have hit that man. I should be listening to what my father has been drilling in my head since young. I am a item used for pleasure nothing else, that is what my purpose is. I should have just done my role and not cost him his deal. Once we reached home, my father immediately pushed me to the ground and started hitting me profusely purposely avoiding my face.

"You stupid dyke, how dare you hit by business parter and get arrested. How many times have I told you. You just an item to be used for pleasure and my business deals. You aren't supposed to fight back, you are supposed to accept your role." He growled angrily. "Next time, you better not fight back. If I ever hear that you fought back again. You will pay for it. Understood?"

He paused for a quick while to see if I would reply. When I didn't he kicked me even harder and said "I expect you to reply you little bitch."

I winced form the pain and gave him a weak yes. After he was done hitting me, my mother took over. After they were both done almost every inch of my body was littered with bruises and some of bleeding. I got up pushing through the pain throughout my whole body. I limped to my bathroom and cleaned up myself from the blood and last night's occurrence with Jessica. I exited the bathroom once I showered and all my wounds were cleaned, I was greeted my the smell of delicious food in the air. My stomach growled in response. I haven't eaten ever since my parents came back. Just as my stomach was growling my mother passed my me. She turned and faced me.

"You better not eat the food. You do not deserve it, you are already so fat, you shouldn't eat more. You need to lose weight anyways." She said

"I won't eat the food Mum." I replied and walked into my room.

I was so hungry but I fought the urge to eat. I didn't deserve the food. I am fat. I need to lose weight. Those thoughts started to overwhelm me. The memory of last night in the cell also started to overtake me with the addition of my parents hitting me. I need relief. I need the thoughts to stop. I don't want to remember the horrible memories. So I took out the only thing that has ever brought me that relief I needed- my old friend. I slid it over my wrist and stomach. I felt so good. I instantly felt way better, so carefree from my thoughts, memories and insecurities. A smile came to my face and I went to sleep.