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13 - I Guess He Is a Die Hard Supporter Of Teen Pregnancy.

13 - I Guess He Is a Die Hard Supporter Of Teen Pregnancy.

        I wake up with a start, that dream was so vivid, so terrifying. I drag my body out of my bed then I feel I sharp pain in my head and my side. When I look in the mirror I see a giant bruise across my forehead, its way too dark to cover up with concealer, so I will put a beanie on and have it cover the bruise.

        Once I find my beanie I quickly change and grab my back pack, then start to slowly limp my way towards the school. I have left earlier then usual, because of my aching body, I don't want to be late.

        I manage to make it to the school in ten minutes, only five more then usual, so I have five extra minutes at the school by myself. 

    I limp to my locker and slowly turn the dial, opening it. I hear footsteps approaching me, they quickly spin me around, press me against the locker, then press their lips to mine. I try to push them away, refusing to kiss back, but their grip is too strong.

        My body is shaking with fear, I can't be raped, I can't.

     "Stop!" someone yells, pulling the bastard away from me. I observe my surroundings and see that it was Xander that kissed me and Sam who pulled him away

      "Are you okay?" he asks, walking towards me, leaving Xander on the ground looking at us in shock.

        "Yeah," I say then nod my head weakly.

        "Okay, let's go to Evan and the guys," he says and gestures for me to follow him, leaving Xander standing there in shock.

        I follow him and we end up in the library, "Are they here?"        

        "Yeah, we usually hand out in here when we have free time," he shrugs and we walk towards the back, while I try to hide my limp.

        "Hey guys!" Sam exclaims then points to me. "Look who I found!"

        "Are you okay?" Evan asks walking towards me and I nod, with a fake smile.

        "You aren't fine," Sam snorts in disbelief, "I was walking towards my locker and I saw you being crushed against a locker, and Xander practically raping you."

        I stay silent.

        "He did what?" Evan, Josh, and Nick yell incredulously at the same time.

        "He wasn't raping me." I say and glare at Sam for making them believe that. "He was . . . forcefully kissing me."

        "That is close enough." Evan yells and I jump back in surprise. "I'm going to kick his ass."

        "Don't, please." I beg, I hate seeing this side of him. "I know I hate him, but I don't want to make everything worse then it is already, please."

        "Fine," he huffs, "but if he touches you again I will make sure he will regret it."

        "Okay." I whisper and look at my feet, they suddenly became interesting.

        I hear a gasp, "What happened to your head?" Evan and Josh ask and my eyes widen.

        Shit my beanie must have fell off, so I might as well tell them the truth, "I-I don't know."

        Sam snorts, "How do you not know what happened? Now, tell us the truth."

        I look up and stare into his eyes and say slowly, "I don't know," then bend down to pick up my beanie and look back down to my feet. "I forgot."