Chapter 13 Danni

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I laid their motionless. I laid their feeling disgusting and used. He raped me. I felt the tears welling in my eyes again. Why would he do this to me? He had never gone this far. I quickly slipped my dress on. Why? I felt my whole body shaking, my mind full of all the times I had been used and abused. I thought I was used to it but I didn't think he would do it. Who was he? I made my way out of the room, tears falling from my eyes. I had slipped my glasses back on and I was glad that I had them off when he used me. I had my head down, and felt arms wrap around my waist when I walked and fell into someone.

"Hey, sorry," I looked up and looked into the cold eyes of Andy.

"S-s-sorry," I mumbled, trying not to cry.

"What happened?" She asked holding me softly. I shook my head. I couldn't say. I just couldn't without crying. She kneeled down and looked up at me.

"I'm here okay?" She whispered. I nodded my head, trying so hard not to cry. She looked at me sad, wiping her thumb over my cheek. I swallowed the lump in my throat.

"Was it Beatrice?" She asked, venom in her voice. Without knowing it I had nodded my head. She gritted her teeth.

"I will seriously kill that bastard," she muttered, holding my hands.

"I'm going to get you out of here okay? I'll take you home-"

"Please, I can't go home," I pleaded, knowing mum would be mad that I hadn't done my chores or that I was at a party. She looked at me confused and nodded.

"I'll take you to mine if you like?" I nodded. She held my hand and guided me out of the party. Not once did she let go of my hand. I walked close to her, feeling safe and secure.

"Move assholes!" She yelled, shoving a couple of guys away from the door. The cold night air was like a whip against my hot skin. Andy stopped walking, slipping her leather jacket off and slipping it over my shoulders. I instantly smiled at the warmth of her jacket. She intertwined our fingers again and guided me away from the banging noise of the party. We walked side by side along the sidewalk. I noticed the goosebumps that covered her tanned arms. It made me feel bad that I had her jacket instead of her. All she was wearing was a white shirt and black jeans shorts.

"I'm not cold,"

"You have goosebumps,"

"I get them when I'm angry," she replied, wiping her hair out of her face. She guided me down another street before walking up to a newly furnished home. She slipped the keys in the door and guided me in. When the lights turned on my mouth dropped. Her living room was so welcoming and new. Her coffee table looked handmade from wood, her couch a nice light brown. Her walls had tall bookcases full of books, ornaments, trophies and vinyl records. She had drawers set under and above the large tv against the wall. The room was light with contrasting colours.

"You like?" She smirked, locking the front door and walking towards the doorway across the room. I couldn't find the words to describe how I like it.

"I built this from scratch,"

"The whole house?!" I asked shocked.

"Don't seem so shocked Danni, I had to learn something while I was travelling,"

"You built a whole house?"

"Inside and out," she nodded, leaving against the wall. My mouth hung open in amazement.

"I can show you the drawers I'm working on?"

"Yes," I smiled, following her towards the stairs. We walked down them and she turned on the light. I took in all of the machines and the smell of pine. She had wood piled up on shelves under different labels.

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