When I'm Thriteen...
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  • Reads 560
  • Votes 101
  • Parts 20
  • Time 48m
Ongoing, First published May 21, 2017
Life... Sometimes good.. sometimes Bad... sometimes.. okay i guess... this is the life of Layla..
  
  It was my aunt that supported me, always cheered me on.... but - shes gone now. 
  
  That day my parents spoke those harsh words... i decided... why live?
  
  I found a huge kitchen knife... went all stealth ninja like.. to my huuge basically golden and white room.. then..
  
  "LAYLA!! WHAT IN HELL ARE YOU DOING!??"
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  What will happen to Layla??
  Cover by: @BlueDisney02
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"You trust me, don't you?" he says with a smile, that smile. It had fooled everyone, even me at some point, and for the first time I want to scream with rage and shake the earth to the core. "Give me a hug," he says pulling me out of the chair that feels like a rock underneath me. I am as stiff as a board as his hands circle me, making me feel worse than dirt. His hands reach between my thighs and I want to plunge a knife deep through his chest. The only thing stopping me is, the knife is no where near. I pull back and I don't try to hide the anger in my eyes. I want him to see it. To know that I am coming for him. Rape is chanted repeatedly in my mind, reminding of the lies I just told and the false accusations I am throwing on innocent people. He's probably figured it out anyways, surely a Priest as high as he cannot be deceived. But none of that matters anymore because...... This is just the Beginning.