Don't Tell Me I'm Ordinary

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"Come on, kitten, hold on a minute there." he purrs, bringing all the bad memories flooding back into my conscience.

You're a dirty whore, you know that? He whispers and strikes me again. I don't, no can't answer, due to the immense pain everywhere. I can only manage a small groan. "You deserve this all," he tells me. "Every bit of it."

When I snap out of the flashback, my throat is raw, signaling a scream I didn't know I was producing. Ben is behind me a split second after I start screaming, putting his arms around my waist. Although it's meant to be a comforting gesture, it only intensifies my screaming, the pain in my throat escalating.

"Shh, stop it, its okay." Ben whispers in my ear. For some reason this makes me begin to quiet, but not before someone walks into the bathroom with us, a panicked expression on their face.

The boy from the bus.

Jakob.

And if you don't find me at all, then I won't care.

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