I wake up and Lisa is gone. I walked around calling for her. I thought something had happened to her. It scared me, I grabbed a knife and walked around my house. I walk into the kitchen and she is cooking me breakfast. It made me so happy. I was so hungry, and I was also thinking about how I didn't have work today. We ate breakfast and made plans about what we were going to do today. We ended up deciding that we are going to the club tonight. We took out showers and got dressed and went to the mall. We had to look cute, so we went to go buy some new outfits. We went to get some marijuana. We loved getting high together. It was basically our pre-lit stage. We smoked some of the weed, and went to go get something to eat from McDovald's. We were high as can be. We were so ready to party, but it was only 3:00pm, and the clubs didn't start until 9:00pm. We had to figure out what to do for the next 6 hours. We decided to go back to my house and just chill for a minute. When we were pulling in the driveway, we see a taxi down the street. It kind of freaked my friend out, I didn't think anything of it. Whoever was driving the taxi could have been waiting for anyone. We went in the house and started playing some music really loud and started drinking a few shots. We were getting so lit in there. The next time we looked at the clock it was 7:00pm. Time went by so fast. We just kept drinking and smoking. Then it was finally 9:30pm and we decided it was Time to go party. We got a taxi, and it turned out to be Tony. I was so happy and surprised, until I realized that I forgot we had a date today. I apologized to him for forgetting. He said it was ok. Tony asked, "what are y'all doing tonight?" I told him, "WE ARE GOING TO THA CLUUUBBB!" He asked if he could come with us. I said yes! I was too fucked up to even know what was going on at that moment. We made it to Club Monkey. It is always lit in there. As soon as we got in Tony was already buying me drinks. He was giving me a night I could never forget. He was dancing with me, I even tried extasy for the first time. I was so fucked up. The next thing I know, it's 2:00am. I'm tripping and trying to figure out where my friend Lisa went. She disappeared, and I most definitely didn't realize she was gone until now. Then again I hadn't seen her face in a few hours. I tried calling her phone and she just wouldn't pick up. I got a little scared, so I told Tony to take me home. He took me home and he walked me to the door. I felt so sick and fucked up. He kissed me goodnight and it felt so magical. It was the best night of my life. I got in the house, and I was too tired to even take a shower. I went to my couch in the living room and just fell asleep. It felt like I didn't get much sleep, and then the next thing I know I hear a knocking at my door. I was hungover really bad. I walked to the door feeling as sick as can be, and I opened it. It was Tony, and he had punched me in my face. He dragged me through my house and tied me to my bed. I woke up and he punched me in my face again, and he drugged me with many drugs. I couldn't even open my eyes anymore. I was out cold for some days. I eventually wake up again. It has been like 3 days since I been in my bed. I asked him, "what's going on?" He most likely didn't hear me, because he thought I was dead. He was over in the corner crying and shaking and freaking out yelling, "WHY DID I DO THIS, WHAT IS WRONG WITH ME? I AM NEVER GOING TO GET AWAY WITH THIS!" He eventually realizes that I am alive. He walks up to me and says, "I am so sorry I did this to you." Then he punches me in the face again. My face is bruised and broken and bleeding. I am knocked out cold again. For some reason I can still hear myself think. I think to myself, "what is going on?" He picks me up and puts me in his car and drives me to the hospital. He tells them that somebody had beat and drugged me. They admitted me and took me in for a few days. I wake up a couple of days later and he is still there with me.
