Chapter 1:Nightmare

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Okay hopefully i actually finish writing this story because usually i lose inspiration well this story was inspired by a song but i wont put it until i get to the part in the story were it belongs and the little star thingys ( * ) as shown in parenthesis ( cant spell) are like my way of say its a flashback or dream so yea also im not good at summarizing so i couldnt really put a good description what else......I might change the title to the story or not not really sure yet oh i put a video of rain falling so it could set a perfect mood on the beginning other than that i think im done...so read comment your true feelings on this chapter i can take it dont worry 

Edit:Um my cover is a picture of Jandi and Jihoo from boys over flowers so just in case lol

Much Love  

Jennybrilliant♥ 

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Chapter :1

In this world most people believe that after suffering comes happiness, but in my case happiness did not exist until I met Cal, and I guess not only my life changed but his too. Although for now its raining like if the sky was crying along with me. 

*Flashback/dream*  

"Hey little girl, where are you going in such a hurry"Said a drunk man, I stayed quiet and kept walking picking up the pace. 

"HEY... I asked you a question"He caught up to me and grabbed my arm really hard. 

"Don't you have any manners." 

"Can you please leave me alone" I had gotten the courage to speak up. 

"So you can talk huh?" He put his arm around me and grabbed my butt. I slapped him and tried to get loose from his grip once I did get loose the impact was to much I ended up falling. 

"I am guessing you are a virgin, don't worry I will go easy on you" He laughed a laugh that makes you feel terrorized and abused. He ripped up my clothes and started kissing my neck and my mouth forcefully. 

"STOP...STOP...STOP... PLEASE" I yelled while crying" 

*End of Dream/Flashback* 

I woke up drenched in tears, sweat, and fear. Sitting up I leaned against the wall next to my bed , brought my knees to my chest and cried. Ever since that I have lived my life in fear and constantly crying. After the dream I couldn't go back to sleep and all of my painful memories started getting in my head. 

*Flashback*  

After I was raped I went home as I was entering I saw my mother and father waiting for me in the living room. My father stood up and said. 

"Stephanie where have you...." He stopped after he saw me. My mother then saw me and stood up, started walking over to me. 

"Stephanie, What happen to you?" Asked my mother, I started crying even harder and she went to hug me. 

"Mom I don't want to live I feel dirty mom" I said  

"Why tell us what happen and we are going to help" I looked at my mother and father, both their faces were worried. I dropped to the floor and said. 

"My mom dad I...I...I was raped on my way home."I cried even harder. My mother also dropped to the floor hugging she cried like never before, I stared at my father he just stood there paralyzed. 

"Mom, Dad, I want to die I do not want to live, I am worthless now" I said. Once I said that my father reacts and pulled me off the floor. 

"Listen to me Stephanie you are not worthless okay you are pure and innocent" after my father said that he hugged me along with my mother and we cried until I pasted out. 

*end of flashback* 

I was still in my room thinking about that horrible night that has scared me. After that I don't remember much. All I know from what my mother has told me was that once I pasted out they took me to the hospital to get tested everything was fine no STD's or anything. Then we moved for my family did not think our town was a safe place for us to live in and the most important they wanted me to forget everything so they thought moving was better. After I moved I was never the same I cut my hair thinking that my long hair was too provocative, and I started dressing more conservative, I don't have any friend's because I just keep to my self all the time and that's how it is going to stay...after all those memories I cried my to sleep again.

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