memory: *intense content, warning*
his cold hand smacked against my pale face. the pain stung through my skin, making me shutter quickly. his foot soon came in contact with my chest, slamming me back into the stone wall.
"why are you so fucking stupid bitch?" he spit loudly down at my seizing body. i couldn't talk, move, or even breath. i was so lost in the egony i was feeling, as it flowed throw my body.
i heard his steps slowly fade away from me, as i carried mysef to my bedroom.
it was a shitty little room with a bed and a dresser. shit, i know.
tears pouring from my face now, i reached out for the razor blade on my night stand. i rolled up my sleeve to reveal the day old cuts on my left wrist. i pu the blade to my skin, and pushed the blade deeply into my skin.
the blood poured out of the cuts, as i cut deeper into my arms. pain rushed through my arms as i siced the blade through more and more parts of my arms.
i soon looked down at my bare legs, then back at the bloody blade in my hand. i took the razor down to my leg, and sliced a big line up my leg to my knee. and then another, and another.
fuck. fuck. fuck. fuck. fuck. fuck. rang through my head, as i began feeling dizzy. the blood covered razor fell to the ground, as i stumbled to the bathroom. in the cabnit, i reached for my mothers pain killers.
i popped the lid open, and downed 5 pills.
"blake! now!" he called from the other bedroom. suck it up blake, don't get killed.
"what luke?" i said tiredly, feeling more drousy than before.
"get on" he spat back, before downig another chug of beer. i rolled my eyes in disgust, before walking over to him. before i could sit down, his hard grip latched around my waist. i was placed roughly on him in a straddle.
"good girl, now don't fight it. i'll make it hurt more" he said nastily, his alcoholic breath washed over my face as he spoke. his hands trailed up my shirt and ripped it off, followed by the claspe of my bra being un done.
Soon, he was 'in me'. I was raped. Several times actually..
I tried to pull off, but it was no use. And I didn't scream, not anymore. He was too strong, so I let him win.

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the bad girl; jai brooks
Fanfictionblake sawyer was a bad girl; she could care less for boys or a future. but with one boy in particular; her life changes completely.