The way back

The Sore loser

Oh , Hell no.

I prayed to God that it was not who I thought it was.

I almost gagged at the thought of him.

This fucker, couldn't be that boy.

Could it?

Well I guess you can't judge a book by its cover.

So it could be but, why and how?

I never drank a thing at that party, or did I?

I had to have been either drunk or drugged because there was no way I would have came here willingly.

Unless it was with someone I trusted and that left only one person.

Brandon.

Yes I said it there were only 5 people in the world that I trusted in my life, My Sister, brother, parents and my best friend since God knows when, Brandon.

And out of those 5 there were only two at the party.

Brandon and Myra.

I Hear a squeaky noise that I've come to associate with the door opening. The now familiar sound of footsteps breaks thoroughfare silence.

Suddenly, I felt something get shoved into my mouth, it tasted like....

Spaghetti?

I tried to move my head away, what if they put more drugs into it. But I was starving and who knows when the would feed me again.

I was torn.

I decided to starve, it wasn't worth it to eat something to prevent dying if it would only kill me off faster.

"Come on you retarded girl, Eat something, who knows when she will allow it again" a voice whispered.

I kept struggling until I realized something.

She?

authors note.......
For all of you who do not understand the chapter title, it means that instead of giving up after she fought she decided not to lose that way so she kept fighting.