Chapter 14

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It's been two weeks since the ugly incident with Michael. Ever since that day, everyone thinks I've become somewhat distant from them. Ray says I've replaced him with my headset, and dad says I've become best friends with my room.

I honestly don't feel like talking to anyone and I prefer the company of my music. The people around me create bad energy in my life and give me emotional stress, which I can't take anymore. To start with, while growing up, my parents fought every other day, which eventually led to their divorce. Shortly before the divorce, I learned that my parents got divorced because my dad was allegedly having an affair with a woman who is heavily pregnant and almost due for labour, and my mom led a promiscuous life in college, which prevented her from being able to have more kids.

I caught my boyfriend cheating, after which I broke up with him, and then got raped by him. Shortly after that, my mom's lover tried to force himself on me. I just... I feel disappointed that the people I love or once loved are hurting me this way. I honestly don't think my heart can take any more pain. I know it won't only completely break me; it'll shatter me to the tiniest bit.

A loud bickering from the living room brought me out of my thoughts. I wonder who could be bickering, and what the cause of the bickering could be. I tried to listen, but I couldn't make out the words. I opened the door quietly, and I heard mom's voice. What does she want this time? Why is dad even listening to her? I walked out anyways, feeding the curiousity that was creeping in.

"I am so disappointed in you, Laurel! This isn't the woman I married!" I heard dad yell. What did mom do this time?

"Oh please, Nathan! Spare me this crap! I had to choose, and I chose him" mom yelled back.

"You chose who?" I interrupted their conversation

"It's nothing, honey. Go back inside" dad said to me in an authoritative tone.

"It's not nothing. I dropped the charges against Mikey" mom said, with a devilish smirk on her face.

"You did what?!" I exclaimed and blinked severally, as I processed what I just heard. "Mom are you insane?! Why did you drop the charges? He almost raped me!"

"Yeah, but he didn't. He barely even touched you"

"Oh, I see." I folded my arms "you believe his words, and not mine" I scoffed, feeling disappointed "you know, this once, I wanted you to fight for me. I wanted you to show me that you still cared. For some reason, I thought you'd support me and bring me justice, but once again, you've failed as a mother" I sniffed, as tears started to build up in my eyes "dad will come by the house to pick up my belongings. I don't ever want to see you again, Laurel"

"I'm your mother! You will not address me by my first name"

"You lost that title when you sided with the man that tried to hurt your daughter" with that, I went back into my room.

I shut the door behind me and fell to the floor. I felt really hurt by the news I had just received. I felt shattered. I crawled to my bed and curled myself up, wanting to rip my heart out. I felt my heart pound, and it felt as if my lungs were losing air. I felt suffocated, hurt and vindictive, but most of all, I felt angry. Angry at the fact that just a few months ago, I had my perfect life all planned out, and now, my whole life is as messed up as ever. Who would've thought that my last days in high school will be the worst days of my life? I cried profusely till I could cry no more, after which I fell asleep.

*

"Come out come out wherever you are" I could hear the devilish smirk in his voice. I breathed heavily and loudly though my mouth, and I heard his footsteps stop. I covered my mouth my with my hands and breathed through my nose. My lungs cried out for more air, but that was all I could give at that moment. Footsteps continued again. This time, it sounded as if they were coming closer. I had nowhere else to run to. I had no more strength to run. The footsteps stopped again, and the shelf moved. I screamed and kept on running, but he caught up with me again. I stopped running and faced him. "Please, don't hurt me. I'll do anything you want" I kept on moving back till I hit the wall. 'Help me, oh Lord', I thought. I breathed heavily as came closer to me.

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