Devastated

Chapter 1

Ugh!! "Wake Up."

I heard a strange man say. "Wake Up!!!." He screamed in my face. I got up onto my elbows. I couldn't see the man that was yelling at me. It was dark. Then I felt his fist come to my stomach, punching me. I yelped in pain and fell off the bed holding my stomach. Tears threating to leave my eyes. But I held them in. He grabbed my hair and pulled me up to my feet. I could see who he was now. At least I thought that was him. Could it be?? No!! I screamed.... "Help Me.." I yelled. "HELPP!!" I yelled as loud as I could. "No one can help you." That was the last thing I heard and suddenly I fell asleep....

20 Days Before

I was walking towards my school. A small school in a small town. My name is Scarlett or Scar. I like Scar. Call me Scar... Anyaways I live in a shit town called Applevalley, Califronia. I hate Cali. Everyone thinks it's so spectacular and amazing. I personally couldn't wait to get out of here. I had arrived to my school, I went straight to my locker grabbing my History textbook and throwing it in my bag. I went into the girls bathroom assuming I'd still make it to class on time. I looked at myself in the mirror. My long blonde hair flowing down to the middle of my back. My blue eyes looking back at me. My pale body. I hate the way I look. I wish I was a pretty girl. I'll never be a pretty girl. I looked at my outfit. It was boring. A long red sleeved t-shirt and black skinny jeans. With torn up converse. I put my head down. Just get through today I told myself. A bunch of girls came into the restroom. That was my que to leave. I grabbed my things and left. I  was headed to class but I made a little detour to the vending machine. I was craving chocolate and I was avoiding someone, more like hiding. I put my dollar in the machine and got a Snickers bar. I peeked over the corner to see if he was still standing there. He wasn't. The final bell had rung and I had to run to class. I opened the door to my History class slowly and headed to my seat in the back of the class. The teacher didn't bother asking why I was late. She just nodded her head at me and I mouthed sorry to her. She just smiled and went on teaching the class about some war. I wrote down notes while the teacher was passing out our homework. She stopped by my desk. "Are you okay Scarlett?" I just shook my head yes. She patted my shoulder and went on passing out papers. I looked at the clock on the wall this class ended in a few minutes. Meaning I'd be in second period soon. I dreaded the thought. I couldn't go in there. He was in there. I don't wanna see him. I decided I would skip 2nd period and just sit in the bathroom. The bell rang, 1st period was over. I walked slowly to my locker. Looking over my shoulder, making sure he wasn't following me. I felt something touch my back, I jumped and turned around. But there was no one there. I hate how jumpy I was today. I have never been more terrified. But it was all his fault. He had destroyed me and I let him. I shook my head and walked to my locker and put my history book in there deciding to go to 2nd period.  I walked into the classroom, everyone was staring at me. Ugh this is why I hated this class. I went to my seat. Hearing people laugh and whisper about me. That didn't bother but he did. And there he was with his friends. Just seeing him made me so sick. I had to leave. I wasn't ready to do this. I put my head down on the cold desk. A tear falling out of my eye. Why did this happen to me. Why did he do that to me. I was a normal girl. I had friends. But now I was nothing he took that all away from me. I put my head up because the teacher had began talking. I didn't wanna look at him, but my eyes wandered his way. I glanced at him only to see that he was staring at me. He had that stupid smirk on his face. I hated him so much. I felt another tear fall and I wiped it away. I looked at him again and he was just staring. I looked at the clock. This class wasn't over for another 35 minutes. I couldn't be in here with him. I knew I would get in trouble. But I grabbed my stuff and rushed out the door. I heard the teacher call my name but I kept running until I got to the school's entrance. I left.

I started walking home. I let the tears just fall down my face. I was falling apart. I didn't want to be here anymore. I was wishing it would all be over. I got to my house and ran to the bathroom. I slammed the door and found my razor blade. I sat on the bathroom floor and cried some more. I took the razor blade and dragged it across my arm. The blood slowly falling down my arm. I leaned my head against the wall. I felt numb. I wanted to end my so bad. And I probably would have that very second but the doorbell rang. My parents were going out of town and they left earlier today. I put my razor blade away and cleaned the cuts. I wrapped them up with some gauze from under the sink. I pulled my sleeve down, took a deep breath and went downstairs. I answered the door and there was some random guy just standing there....

A/N: Hey Guys!!! So this is like my third story. I'm gonna focus more on this one. In the comments. Let me know what you think. This story is a mystery. I hope you guys like it. I'll be updating a lot. Enjoy!!!