Catch Me If You Can

"It's you, isn't it?!!", I spat at him. My hand was now throbbing with a large bruise forming on top of it from slamming it against the wall seconds earlier.

Two months ago I would've never picturing this happening to me. My world was perfect. Perfect boyfriend. Best of friends. Finally happy with myself and everyone around me again. Or at least that's what he put into my head. Turns out I was on a completely different track that someone else was paving for me.

I'd heard the stories. I'd listened to my mom and my grandma ramble on about things that have happened to girls just like me. But as any 17 year old would, I thought I knew what was best for me and had everything figured out. Turns out my nightmare had actually just begun.