Ryan kissed me.
I don't know why though...
I couldn't sleep thinking about the warmth on his lips on mine.
I was confused.
Did he mean to kiss me, or was it an accident?
I was laying down on the bed when Ryan walked in.
"Hey Skylar..." He said. I didn't know what to say so I said nothing.
We both went to sleep.
********
I didn't eat breakfast.
I decided to leave and go to Connie's house.
I had my own room there.
"You okay Skylar?" Connie asked as she opened my bedroom door.
I shook my head.
"Do you wanna talk about it?"
I shook my head.
"Ok. I'll be back in an hour I have to finish my class." Connie said and closed the door.
Connie took online school since she was expelled from any school in the area for a month. Also since her mom cant afford public school.
I lock the door.
Why would Ryan kiss me?
I should ask but...
I'm scared.
His lips were soft and rough and they tasted like honey.
I wanted to kiss him longer.
I fall asleep.
********
I wake up to the sound of knocking on the door.
I open it and see Connie.
"I bought pizza, you hungry?" She asked.
"No." I lied. I was starving.
"Okay." She said and walked out.
At night, when everyone was sleeping, I snuck out the house.
I made it to the ballet studio and waited for Hank or Torrie to show up.
I just wanted to clear my mind.
I didn't like being hit, it actually hurt like h*ll but it made me focus on one one thing.
Pain.
I've gotten so used to it that sometimes it doesn't hurt at all.
The thing I didn't like was being raped.
It was like Russian roulette.
You never know if Torrie will show up.
"I'm hom- oh Skylar your here. Just in time. I bought a new toy." He said. I just nodded my head.
He pulls out some kind of rope, or whip. It has a switch on it, I couldn't read what it said though.
"This will burn." He chuckled.
********
I was being beat.
I didn't make a sound.
"Now time to see how this toy works." He said and handed me the whip. "Go on, read it."
"T-this is not t-to b-be used on p-people. W-will get h-hotter until 350°F." I read, shakily.
He was gonna burn me.
I was scared.
I was terrified.
He looked down my body but stopped at my waist.
"This here cord should be able to wrap around yer lady waist..." He said to himself.
He forcefully pulled my shirt off. I tried to stop him, but he was much bigger than me.
He heated the whip and as soon as it hit my body I screamed.
"Finally. You make a sound." He hits my waist again.
"AH!!! S-STOP!!" I yell.
The whip left deep burns. My tears were running down my face, as I screamed in pain.
He picked me up and threw me on my back. He started kicking me while whipping my stomach and chest.
I was in more pain then I ever felt in my life.
I was being burnt.
Most were slight burns because the whip only made quick contact with my skin before it was picked up again, to hit me.
But it was at about 350°. That hurt.
He kept hitting the same spot over and over again, to the point where I saw blood.
"AHH!!!" I screamed. The hot whip hit my lower neck.
He kicked me so that I was on my stomach, the blood dripping into the floor, and started whipping my back.
I felt like I was gonna die. Or worse, survive.
Madam Misky opened the door and saw me being whipped.
"Stop it Hank. You'll ruin her body. She still has to dance." Madam Misky said and Hank stopped. But I still felt the burning. I still felt the pain.
Madam Misky referred to me as a girl. She said that it suits me better.
"Yes ma'am." Hank kicked me in the face, "Now get up ugly."
I got up.
"Go take a shower. You stink." Madam Misky demanded.
I took a cold shower, bandage the cut on my stomach, and tried to sleep.
But the paint was to much, so I ended up crying the whole night.
********
"Hey hey Skylar~" Alex said. I walked passed him. He could clearly see the pain and sadness in my face expression. "What's wrong? Is it Ryan?"
I shook my head.
"Well thats good new-"
"Go away." I say, cutting him off.
"What?"
"Go. Away." I say. Then Ryan walks up to me.
"Hey Skylar."
"Hey Ryan..." I say. Ryan looks perfectly normal like he didn't just kiss me the other day.
"Well, I don't want to ruin your little moment so I'll be on my jolly way." Alexander said and stomped off.
"Skylar are you ok?" Ryan asked. "If you want I ca-"
I cut him off.
"I'm coming over to your place today, so wait for me." I said and walked off.
I wanted to talk to him in private.
But I also didn't want to talk to him at all.
I felt so confused.
I just wanted to disappear.
I wanted to know things that didn't have answers.
Why did things have to be so difficult?
********
I'm at Ryan's house.
I'm sitting on my bed with my face in my knees.
It still hurts.
"You okay?" Ryan said. I shook my head.
"Do you want to talk about it?"
I shook my head.
"Do you want a hug?"
"......"
If I hug him my burns will hurt.. and don't want to touch him. Not until I find out why he kissed me.
I shook my head.
"Then what do you want?" He asked.
I just want to be alone...
I want to leave, and come back once everything's back to normal.
I felt tears.
I was crying.
"Skylar... Y-your crying... Are you okay?"
I shook my head.
The tears were falling down my face, at an alarming rate.
"Skylar w-what's wrong?" He lifted my head up and saw the burn I got from the whip on my neck, from the baggy shirt I was wearing. "What happened?"
I grabbed his arm and moved it off my face.
We were staring at each other waiting for someone to speak.
Ryan's stare was... Scary.
I could tell he was tying to look calm but if you look at him long enough, you could tell that he wasn't.
"W-why did you k-kiss me?" I asked, trying to change the subject.
"That's not important right now. Who did this to you?" He was getting angry.
I turned my head.
It hurt, but it was a pleasant pain.
"Skylar." Ryan grabbed my face and looked at my neck. "Either you tell me who did this, or I find out myself."
I knew what he meant. He would call the police. I would be sent back to the orphanage.
"It's nothing..." I say dryly.
"You say everything is nothing! This is something! Someone burned you!" He said. The look in his eyes were scary. He looked like he would kill anyone right-then-and-there.
Did he really care that much?
"It's just a burn...." I say.
"Just a burn!? Are there anymore? And tell the truth or I'll have to see for myself." He said.
"......Theres only one." I lie and look away.
"I can tell your lieing. Just tell me the truth. Is there only one?" He looks me in the eyes. He's concerned.
"There's... A few more.." I say quietly.
"How many?"
"I don't know...."
"Let me see." He says and pulls on the end of my shirt.
"N-no!" I say. I didn't want him looking at me with my shirt off, but mostly I didn't want him to see all of my scars.
"Show. Me." Ryan said. It was scary.
"I... I don't want to." I say standing my ground. That is what he told me to do right?
"Look. I don't want to have to force you to strip so I'll ask you one more time." He said. He was serious. "Let. Me. See."
I shook my head.
He grabbed the end of my shirt and lifted it up. I pull it down before he could see anything.
"Just take it off!" He said.
"I told you I don't wanna!"
"Hey, how is-" Veronica walks in. "Oh... I see I'm interrupting something...."
"P-please h-help m-me..." I say, pouting a little, with fake tears in my eyes.
Ryan looked at me with a look of betrayal.
"Ryan are you doing what I thing your doing to Skylar?" Romona said from behind Veronica.
Ryan was on top of me grabbing my shirt.
"No! It's nothing like that!" He said and got off me.
"Nothing like what?" Ryan's mom, Rosa, said.
"Whatcha talking about?" Sofia said.
"Heyo everyone. Can I join in the conversation?" Parker said squeezing past Rosa.
Veronica, Romona, and Rosa glared at Ryan.
"We're you trying to do what I think your trying to do?" Veronica said to Ryan. "You better have a good excuse to explain all of this."
I hope he does..
I could tell from Ryan's face that he was scared out of his mind.
Just what were they gonna do to him?
Wait, nevermind. I don't want to know.
All I know is that it's gonna be really brutal.