Why Do You Torture Me So?
What If I Can't Forget You?
So I lost my memory. That's just fucking fantastic. And they best thing is...They don't know much about me. Apparently from what the guys infront of me told me, I used to go to school with them when my family was forced to move to Pa. Once we got here My dad began to abuse me more than before living in San Deigo, both verbabily, physically,so that explains all the bruises and cuts and scars that adorned my flesh. But yesterday I had found out my mother was murdered and my father beat the fuck outta me, to the point where he banged my head off of the wooden floor and made me black out about 20 yards away from the guy's bus. Okay, yeah that all makes perfect fucking sense. Yeah right.
I currently sat on the sofa of the bus as the 4 boys sat infront of me, looking as if I was about to tell them an amazing secret that would change their lives forever; but me being me, I just glared at the wall behind them. Tony, the one with the guns tattooed across his chest shifted uncomfortabily as I began to look them each over. I never did want to hurt them but it had taken the angelic looking one with the nose ring about an hour to stop crying and his face was still puffy because of it. Vic...I'm so sorry.
"So what do you remember?" A longer haired man with a medusa peircing asked and I looked him in the face. Mike...He held a frown upon his beautiful features , wrinkles croweded his forehead and I let out a small sigh. I would tell them everything I could.
"I won't lie to you because I need you so much. I remember living in this area when I was 13. Jeffrey yelled and faught with my sister. Mamma was sick a lot with a disease that wouldn't go away. I wasen't mexican at all. I was German and Polish and Mutt. I had always loved Punk Rock type-ish music. I remembered loosing my grandparents and then my aunt turning everyone aganist us. I was bullied and picked on so I cut. I stopped eating then. It was little by little I fell apart. Then we moved to San Deigo when I was 14-15. I met two brothers who were amazing. Both older than me but just by a bit. They were my only real friends until we met two other boys. One with an obsession with turtles and star wars and the other was really good at soccer. The oldest one would cut too and I never knew why. I had a crush on his little brother. I always thought the older brother had a thing for the curly haired soccer player. The younger brother would always watch Harry Potter and we'd read it together. It gets fuzzy now. I moved away from the boys and back here. I graduated I think and started working at a bank. Wait no. I got a job where they played good music and many kids loved going there." I paused frowning. I can't remember anything else. Why can't I remember?
"Name: Alice...umm
Age: 17" I began to frown I was older than 17. I had tattoos. I had peircings. I had to have been older. I'm so scared! I curled up into a ball and began to rock back and forth not able to understand. Why didnt I remember.
"No!" I cried out as my vision bulered out and I saw a girl with brown hair walking down a street. She was walking quickly but I turned my head to see a man running behind her. The man grabbed the girl roughly and pulled her into an alley where he stripped her of her jacket and began to cut her shirt open. He succeded even as the girl faught aganist him and he pulled her pants down and the girl began to scream bloody murder. I couldn't believe my eyes. The dude raped the poor girl. She was a sobbing mess as a tall teen helped her to her feet and carried her to his house. The boy and his brother helped clean her up and soon they became friends.
"Whats wrong Alice?" Vic asked me holding my arm, making me wince in pain. I pulled my arm back and pulled the sleeve up and sighed looking at the bandage when I saw the blood dribble through. Why was I still bleeding? I was told that I ended up cutting really deeply about 2 days ago but it hasent stopped, but to tell you the truth; I really didnt want it to stop. But I couldnt be selfish.
"I just had a little dream. Dont be too disturbed but a girl with brown hair was walking home and a creep pulled her into an alley...He raped her but then this really cute boy saved her and brought her back to his house and he and his brother helped her. They made her feel better. They seemed really nice." I said softly with a smile gracing my chapped lips. Oh if I knew them, I promise Id be really good.
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Mike's POV
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When Alice had told us about the girl getting raped, I could feel my jaw drop and my heart stop. That girl was her. And the boy who saved her was me.
It was a few weeks after school started. There was a new girl and she seemed very nice. I remember her walking into the classroom wearing a 'Motley Crue' teeshirt and jeans that hugged her body. She was a bit chubby but that made her really cute. She was really nervious but it just made me smile. She had a long sleeve flannel shirt over the shirt unbuttoned showing the band logo; the girl shuffled around as she waited to introduce herself and she kept fiddling with her purple beenie that sat upon her head.
I waved at her from the back row and she sent me a small smile back in my direction just as our teacher, Mr.Sanches, introuduced her.
"Class, please welcome our new student Alice Abigail Franklin. She's new to this area and all the way from Scranton Pennsylvaina. Please tell us about yourself Alice." She nodded and looked at the ground meekly before looking at us all.
"My name's Alice Abigail Franklin as our lovely teacher said. If I could work in my dream occupation it would be in the Music Industry. Most likely in a band. I really like Rock music and I don't know much about this area except for my neighbors are full blooded mexicans. So I look forward to working with you all." She finished looking at the ground.
"Nice to meet you too Alice. Now will you please take a seat next to Michael? And we will begin class." She nodded walking back to the furthest row only to be tripped and spit on.
The rest of the day was uneventful until late in the afternoon. I saw her walk out of the libary into a bar, luckily I had my fake ID on me. I only used it for emergencys and this was an emergency or Vic would kick my ass. . I followed her in, watching her talk to a bartender and getting a drink and then a piece of paper. I inched closer wanting to hear theyre convo.
"Oh your new around here Alice? Thats so cool. Im guessing you were looking for a job?"
"Yeah. Infact thanks for the apilication. I know my family could use the cash ya know?" Alice said downing her drink and the bartender filled it back up again.
"Yeah, I feel you doll. I used to go in and out of hospitals because of self harming. Wow. I just feel so safe around you and I just met you doll face."
"Likewise Karly. But this is for my family because my mum keeps getting sick. The money keeps draining from my family like a hole in a filled balloon. We can never keep it full. So I was thinking the cash could help them out." She fiddled with her cup and then stood.
"Well youshould get going. Thanks Babe." Karly said blowing a kiss and handing Alice a wad of money. "Keep it. Your gonna need a collage fund. And now go. Before your papa Throws a fit." Alice kissed her cheek over the bar ad ran out. I followed slowly behind staying to dance to a few songs.
After many songs, I finally walked out of the bar with some cash from beating people in cards as I stumbled down the street. I passed the old bakery when I heard sobbing comming from the alley to my left and I rushed over to see a girl with no clothes on sobbing in a ball.
"hey, Im not gonna hurt you. Just let me help." I whispered reaching out to her. She shook from her sobbs but grabbed onto my shirt. I pulled my jacket off of myself and put it on the sobbing girl as I picked her up.
"Can you tell me your name? And what happened to you love?" I asked and she nodded her head.
"My names Alice Abigail Franklin and I was raped. I was just walking home when I was pushed into the alley and raped. He cut my shirt up and I think ripped my jeans up." She whispered and began to cry again. It was alice, the new girl from school, and it was her , I think, first time walking around the city.
"Well Alice, My name's Mike and Im gonna bring you to my house and help you get cleaned up." I said picking up her shirt, pants, shoes and bag; as I carried her trough the empty streets, I whispered sweet nothings ino her hair and began to sing softly.
"What if I cant forget you? Ill burn your name into my throat, Ill be the fire that'll catch you." I sang softly as she stopped sobbing. I was walking up my house steps, when my older brother ran out of the front door yelling.
"Do you know what time it is?! Your so lucky mother and father arn't home or they'd kick your ass Mikey! oh. Whose that?" My brother asked refering to Alice in my arms.
"This is Alice. Shes new around town and umm gor raped going home. She didnt have any real clothes so I was gonna bring her here and help her because I knew mom and dad weren't gonna be home." I pushed pst him and carried her through the house to the bathroom.
"Lets get you a bath Alice." I said sitting her down in the tub and began filling it up as she shook. Tears spilled down her face and I wiped them away before turning off the tap.
"Thank you Mikey." She whispered as closed her eyes. I smiled at her. She was so kind.
"Anytime Alice. And dont worry. You can crash here tonight." She smiled at me and wrapped her arms around my neck.
"Your an angel Mike." She smiled and Vic opened the door making her shreek. She pulled the shower curtian over her body. Vic held a towel and wash cloth along with some pj bottoms and an old tee shirt.
"Thanks dude!" I said smiling at him. Vic was my older brother with short cut hair. Id always yell at him that he'd look better if he grew it more but it was almost as long as his head he said and that was long enough.
"Anytime Mikes. You two should get some sleep. Be happy tomorrows Saturday. No school!" He cheered and I smiled at him ad his cheerfulness. He always knew how to make me smile.
Needless to say after rhat day Alice had become super close and i grew to have a crush on her. And I still think I do.
I currently sat on the sofa of the bus as the 4 boys sat infront of me, looking as if I was about to tell them an amazing secret that would change their lives forever; but me being me, I just glared at the wall behind them. Tony, the one with the guns tattooed across his chest shifted uncomfortabily as I began to look them each over. I never did want to hurt them but it had taken the angelic looking one with the nose ring about an hour to stop crying and his face was still puffy because of it. Vic...I'm so sorry.
"So what do you remember?" A longer haired man with a medusa peircing asked and I looked him in the face. Mike...He held a frown upon his beautiful features , wrinkles croweded his forehead and I let out a small sigh. I would tell them everything I could.
"I won't lie to you because I need you so much. I remember living in this area when I was 13. Jeffrey yelled and faught with my sister. Mamma was sick a lot with a disease that wouldn't go away. I wasen't mexican at all. I was German and Polish and Mutt. I had always loved Punk Rock type-ish music. I remembered loosing my grandparents and then my aunt turning everyone aganist us. I was bullied and picked on so I cut. I stopped eating then. It was little by little I fell apart. Then we moved to San Deigo when I was 14-15. I met two brothers who were amazing. Both older than me but just by a bit. They were my only real friends until we met two other boys. One with an obsession with turtles and star wars and the other was really good at soccer. The oldest one would cut too and I never knew why. I had a crush on his little brother. I always thought the older brother had a thing for the curly haired soccer player. The younger brother would always watch Harry Potter and we'd read it together. It gets fuzzy now. I moved away from the boys and back here. I graduated I think and started working at a bank. Wait no. I got a job where they played good music and many kids loved going there." I paused frowning. I can't remember anything else. Why can't I remember?
"Name: Alice...umm
Age: 17" I began to frown I was older than 17. I had tattoos. I had peircings. I had to have been older. I'm so scared! I curled up into a ball and began to rock back and forth not able to understand. Why didnt I remember.
"No!" I cried out as my vision bulered out and I saw a girl with brown hair walking down a street. She was walking quickly but I turned my head to see a man running behind her. The man grabbed the girl roughly and pulled her into an alley where he stripped her of her jacket and began to cut her shirt open. He succeded even as the girl faught aganist him and he pulled her pants down and the girl began to scream bloody murder. I couldn't believe my eyes. The dude raped the poor girl. She was a sobbing mess as a tall teen helped her to her feet and carried her to his house. The boy and his brother helped clean her up and soon they became friends.
"Whats wrong Alice?" Vic asked me holding my arm, making me wince in pain. I pulled my arm back and pulled the sleeve up and sighed looking at the bandage when I saw the blood dribble through. Why was I still bleeding? I was told that I ended up cutting really deeply about 2 days ago but it hasent stopped, but to tell you the truth; I really didnt want it to stop. But I couldnt be selfish.
"I just had a little dream. Dont be too disturbed but a girl with brown hair was walking home and a creep pulled her into an alley...He raped her but then this really cute boy saved her and brought her back to his house and he and his brother helped her. They made her feel better. They seemed really nice." I said softly with a smile gracing my chapped lips. Oh if I knew them, I promise Id be really good.
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Mike's POV
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When Alice had told us about the girl getting raped, I could feel my jaw drop and my heart stop. That girl was her. And the boy who saved her was me.
It was a few weeks after school started. There was a new girl and she seemed very nice. I remember her walking into the classroom wearing a 'Motley Crue' teeshirt and jeans that hugged her body. She was a bit chubby but that made her really cute. She was really nervious but it just made me smile. She had a long sleeve flannel shirt over the shirt unbuttoned showing the band logo; the girl shuffled around as she waited to introduce herself and she kept fiddling with her purple beenie that sat upon her head.
I waved at her from the back row and she sent me a small smile back in my direction just as our teacher, Mr.Sanches, introuduced her.
"Class, please welcome our new student Alice Abigail Franklin. She's new to this area and all the way from Scranton Pennsylvaina. Please tell us about yourself Alice." She nodded and looked at the ground meekly before looking at us all.
"My name's Alice Abigail Franklin as our lovely teacher said. If I could work in my dream occupation it would be in the Music Industry. Most likely in a band. I really like Rock music and I don't know much about this area except for my neighbors are full blooded mexicans. So I look forward to working with you all." She finished looking at the ground.
"Nice to meet you too Alice. Now will you please take a seat next to Michael? And we will begin class." She nodded walking back to the furthest row only to be tripped and spit on.
The rest of the day was uneventful until late in the afternoon. I saw her walk out of the libary into a bar, luckily I had my fake ID on me. I only used it for emergencys and this was an emergency or Vic would kick my ass. . I followed her in, watching her talk to a bartender and getting a drink and then a piece of paper. I inched closer wanting to hear theyre convo.
"Oh your new around here Alice? Thats so cool. Im guessing you were looking for a job?"
"Yeah. Infact thanks for the apilication. I know my family could use the cash ya know?" Alice said downing her drink and the bartender filled it back up again.
"Yeah, I feel you doll. I used to go in and out of hospitals because of self harming. Wow. I just feel so safe around you and I just met you doll face."
"Likewise Karly. But this is for my family because my mum keeps getting sick. The money keeps draining from my family like a hole in a filled balloon. We can never keep it full. So I was thinking the cash could help them out." She fiddled with her cup and then stood.
"Well youshould get going. Thanks Babe." Karly said blowing a kiss and handing Alice a wad of money. "Keep it. Your gonna need a collage fund. And now go. Before your papa Throws a fit." Alice kissed her cheek over the bar ad ran out. I followed slowly behind staying to dance to a few songs.
After many songs, I finally walked out of the bar with some cash from beating people in cards as I stumbled down the street. I passed the old bakery when I heard sobbing comming from the alley to my left and I rushed over to see a girl with no clothes on sobbing in a ball.
"hey, Im not gonna hurt you. Just let me help." I whispered reaching out to her. She shook from her sobbs but grabbed onto my shirt. I pulled my jacket off of myself and put it on the sobbing girl as I picked her up.
"Can you tell me your name? And what happened to you love?" I asked and she nodded her head.
"My names Alice Abigail Franklin and I was raped. I was just walking home when I was pushed into the alley and raped. He cut my shirt up and I think ripped my jeans up." She whispered and began to cry again. It was alice, the new girl from school, and it was her , I think, first time walking around the city.
"Well Alice, My name's Mike and Im gonna bring you to my house and help you get cleaned up." I said picking up her shirt, pants, shoes and bag; as I carried her trough the empty streets, I whispered sweet nothings ino her hair and began to sing softly.
"What if I cant forget you? Ill burn your name into my throat, Ill be the fire that'll catch you." I sang softly as she stopped sobbing. I was walking up my house steps, when my older brother ran out of the front door yelling.
"Do you know what time it is?! Your so lucky mother and father arn't home or they'd kick your ass Mikey! oh. Whose that?" My brother asked refering to Alice in my arms.
"This is Alice. Shes new around town and umm gor raped going home. She didnt have any real clothes so I was gonna bring her here and help her because I knew mom and dad weren't gonna be home." I pushed pst him and carried her through the house to the bathroom.
"Lets get you a bath Alice." I said sitting her down in the tub and began filling it up as she shook. Tears spilled down her face and I wiped them away before turning off the tap.
"Thank you Mikey." She whispered as closed her eyes. I smiled at her. She was so kind.
"Anytime Alice. And dont worry. You can crash here tonight." She smiled at me and wrapped her arms around my neck.
"Your an angel Mike." She smiled and Vic opened the door making her shreek. She pulled the shower curtian over her body. Vic held a towel and wash cloth along with some pj bottoms and an old tee shirt.
"Thanks dude!" I said smiling at him. Vic was my older brother with short cut hair. Id always yell at him that he'd look better if he grew it more but it was almost as long as his head he said and that was long enough.
"Anytime Mikes. You two should get some sleep. Be happy tomorrows Saturday. No school!" He cheered and I smiled at him ad his cheerfulness. He always knew how to make me smile.
Needless to say after rhat day Alice had become super close and i grew to have a crush on her. And I still think I do.
Notes
So Happy Black Friday/Happy Thanksgiving. Sorry for the late update. I'll upload once a week.xoxo
Abby
I love this <3 Its really amazing you need to update!
12/12/13