Tears&Cuts

Prologue

Fourteen year old Dolores.

Dolores mother, Cindy was throwing her beer bottles all over the dirty floor. She was screaming and yelling vile things to herself. Fuck Dolores, everyone in this house is a good for nothing! This is why I shouldn't have had you. Dolores could clearly hear what her mother said. She couldn't take it any longer. She couldn't live like this anymore—Dolores was in so much pain.

Cindy had promised her daughter she'd change and that she'd get a job. Of course, her loser boyfriend came back in the picture with drugs and everything changed.

The smoking and the nights filled with laughter from random men in Dolores trailer house came back. The abandonment of Dolores. She had to fend for herself. She had to get a job and pay for her school and clothes. But, her mother always took all of her money. So, what was the point of even trying to survive in her pathetic excuse of a life? It was the same thing every single damn day. Dolores lived in the most poor environment and with that, her hope started to vanish.

That is, until a boy came into her life.

Nick Gerardo.

Dolores had always been the closed off girl who let barley anyone in. She surrounded herself with few because why would she let herself get hurt by strangers? Somehow, this Nick boy with the golden skin and majestic hazel eyes squeezed himself in her life.

Flowers and affection, chocolates and kisses. Things she never got from her own mother but this boy gave her everything. Hesitant at first, she didn't know how to respond to his attention. Until Nick Gilman told Dolores he was in love with her. That's when her stomach begin to feel the butterflies. That was the first time in her life, that she felt wanted by someone.

That's when she fell for his sweet touch. Nick and Dolores went together everywhere. Late night soccer games and going to the hottest parties of Central high. Any teenage girl knew the dewy love feeling they get when the most wanted boy gives his all to you. Why me? Dolores thought.

Because Dolores, you're special. Nick had repeatedly put inside her innocent mind. At least then, Dolores thought he was being real with her.

The tears kept falling down her rosy cheeks, her eyes were shut as she sat inside the dark closet. Nick had also told Dolores he was welcome into his home whenever. This was the time to leave the hell she called her home.

Dolores packed a small bag of her things and opened the window. "Fuck you, Cindy." She whispered and jumped into the bushes. She quickly walked towards Nick's house and never turned back. Her mother was a cruel human being, who would only verbally abuse her.

Why would she stay and take that from her?

When Dolores arrived at Nick's two story brick house. She trembled on the inside, her fingers became sweaty and her eyes were swollen from the tears. She threw a small rock onto his window and waited for him to come let her inside. Almost immediately the boy looked outside and he was gone. A few seconds later, there he was in front of the door. He smiled at Dolores like he was actually in love with her.

He eyed her up and down and bit his lip, could he truly have the right intentions for Dolores? She was after all a virgin, shy and beautiful to many.

But, Dolores never tried to socialize and so everyone kept their distance.

"Baby, I'm so glad you came." He took the bag from her delicate hands and lead her into his bedroom.

"She was so close to hitting me, Nick. I'm so sorry for bothering you." It was all utterly true, Dolores was embarrassed to have come into Nick's home so late at night. She hated bothering people with her presence.

Dolores sobbed onto Nick's chest and he caressed her. "Baby, it's okay." Nick said over and over.

He had felt awful for her situation but being with her was a competition after all. His hand slowly trailed onto her slim thighs and massaged her inner thigh. Dolores was curious to what Nick was doing but kept her body on his. She was far too upset to think too much into it.

She only wanted a break, a break from all her problems and insecurities.

"My poor baby." Nick kissed her forehead. He laid her onto his pillow and took his hand onto her breast.

"This is ok—right?" He had to ask for consent before anything could get started. He didn't want problems after, he couldn't risk losing his soccer scholarship.

"Uh, what are you gonna do? Or uh, w..we?" Dolores eyes furrowed together as she tried to match the pieces all together.

"Whatever you want baby, we can make each other feel good. I can make you feel good on the inside. Don't you want that?" Dolores was screaming on the inside, yes! It was the only thing she wanted, to feel good inside.

The problem was, Nick and Dolores were thinking of two different things. Emotional and physical pleasure were not anywhere near the same. The other problem was that Dolores didn't know that at the time.

She nodded her head, "Yes. Please."

Nick's lips smirked, the camera behind his dirty clothes was on. The lock on his door was locked and they had all night long. He was going to be the envy of his friends.

"Relax." He gently said.

Nick put his hand inside Dolores panties, he slowly massaged her. He leaned in to nibble on her neck, she would soon start to feel the pleasure.

He thrusted a finger into her and felt her softly gasp. She didn't stop him, so he continued with the second finger. He pumped in and out—slowly going faster. Dolores let out small moans as she started to breath heavier.

That night was the night that completely changed Dolores Rivera. She would never be the same girl who was innocent and shy. The hurting would only get worse for her fragile heart but she would have to grow thicker skin.
Dolores was exposed after Nick showed all his friends her naked body. And, to make things far worse would her mother like the news? Dolores Rivera the whore, the talk of the town.

Only certain people can handle the dark demons in one's head. Those that can handle it have to find ways to make it fun. Loosen up the pain and exchange it for bad habits that become your drug.

Dolores Rivera was willing to do that. After all, it was the only way to become friends with the devil inside her.