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5) Problems

I lay there as he quickly puts his clothes back on. I look at him and sit up. I felt used, abused, broken. Whatever. I chose this. Not that I'm complaining... I'd rather it be me then anyone else.

I sigh and rub my eyes. "Always a nice fuck" he growls in my ear before kissing my lips with his foul, dirty mouth. I sigh and nod slowly. I pull on my jeans again. He didn't bother taking off any of my top half. He just wanted pussy. That's all he ever wants. Nothing more, nothing less.

I stand up and walk down the steps and walk back out, running a hand through my hair. I look at the Mercedes car which hasn't moved. What the fuck?...why is she still here?! That's so strange... Didn't she learn from what had just happened??

Demi POV

I watched as the girl gave herself up for me. It was sweet. I had to reward her somehow... She saved me. It must be awful here, no place for anyone. Not even the creep who just tried to sexually assault me!

I look at a house when a guy disappears in it. Followed by deathly, childish screams. My eyes close shut, imagining the awful things that happened. I quickly rushed back to my car and locked it. I tried to start the engine but I couldn't. It was out of petrol... Oh god.

I didn't want to get up and run back home because I might end up somewhere worse... So I just curled up into a ball, hoping to see the girl and ask her for help.

A few minutes later I heard a tap on the window. I open my eyes and whimper. But it wasn't the scary face of a perverted man. It was a girl. The girl that saved me. I quickly opened the door. "Why are you still here?" she frowns. I look at her. I wasn't expecting that...

"Erm... Thanks for earlier" I smile. That's a good start... "But my car is empty and I don't know the way" I gulp. I kind of felt a sense of... Trust... Towards her. Goodness knows why. But then again she did save me. She sighs and looks around, possibly for help?

"Stay here" I hear her say before she disappeared. I frown slightly but watch her disappear into the house that the dodgy looking man went into before. Was that her dad?..

I waited for a while then got bored. So i did what any sane person wouldn't do. I got out the car and walked to the house. I went to knock but the door opened. She looked at me with a deep frown "what are you doing?! Get back in your car!" She snaps at me. I step back. She did look kind of dangerous now...

"Sorry I - uh- I was-n't s-sur-sure if- y-you we-were ok" I stutter. I never stutter. Oh god. I swear to god her features softened at my response but her words definitely didn't.

"Well I'm fine. Get back in your damn car!" She shouts. I nod and turn on my heels. Wow I was wrong.

I sigh and sit in my car and she comes over "start it" she sighs.

"But I have no pe-" she cuts me off.

"Start it!" She groans impatiently.

"Okay but it won't work" I mumble stubbornly, turning the key. I was proved wrong when the car started. I look at her with surprised eyes but saw the empty can in her hand. She filled my car up...

"Thanks" I smile and she nods, stepping back so I could reverse without running her feet over. A little girl ran over and hugged her side.

"Is that your sister? She's beautiful! What's your name? My name is Demi" I smile politely. The little girl trembles and hides behind her sister. I didn't know her name either...

Bella's POV

I look at Demi as she tells my sister her name. She clings tighter on my leg. I sigh and look down at her and pick her up "she's shy... Tell Demi your name baby girl" I smile. She looks at Demi.

"My name is Teardrop" she whispers and buries her head in my neck.

"I mean your real name" Demi smiles. She was just being friendly but she had no right. She didn't know us.

I step back "that's none of your business. Everyone knows her as teardrop" I snap, getting defensive. Ahh...

Demi looks at me apologetically "okay... Well Erm... Miss.." She looks at me.

"Bella" I sigh and she nods "beautiful name" she smiles. I roll my eyes "not really but okay... What is it?" I groan. I needed to start on dinner. From whatever is left over.

"How do I get home?" She asks me softly. I looked at her, seeing a young, lost little girl. I realised how awful this place was for someone who didn't live here.

"Where do you live?" I sigh. She grins at my response, happy to know I'm helping her probably.

"New Forest Road" she smiles. My heart jumps out my body along with everything else except my body. They all reached out for her. She didn't know what that place was like for people like us. It was... Heaven.