Aleah's POV

My past has caught up with me.

That's the only thing I thought, as that moment.

It was now between life & death with me.

"If you tell anyone I will kill you.." He said roughly in my ear. I closed my eyes.

I wished this was all a dream. He's taken the one thing I will never ever get back.

My virginity. God, he raped me & I didn't fight back. I knew better.

I hate myself. I hate my body right now.

I just laid there until the sun was coming up. I wanted to rot & die right here.

Somehow I found the Will power to pick myself up & walk back to Montana's house.

No one was up, good. I didn't want to see anyone. I just wanted to go hide away in my room.

I quietly grabbed my bag from the guest room Vic, Tony & Lucy were sleeping in & I ran to the bathroom.

Locking the door, I collapsed to the ground. Holding back the loud sobs by biting my lips, biting hard enough to draw blood.

I wanted to die so bad.

I climbed into the bath tub & started it slowly.

Crying while the water takes away the sand off me. Pratically scrubbing at my skin to get off the dirtiness I feel. I know I will always feel that dirtiness within me.

I wash my hair & I never felt so used.

When I'm done I just stand there. Staring blankly at the wall.

I'm pathetic. Who was I to think trying to forget about my past will work.

After the hot water is long gone I'm still standing there. Finally I get out & look myself in the mirror.

Looking at the bruises he left me, my black eye.

I use the counter for support. My mind is spinning & the only thought I could actually catch is.

death.

It sounds so wonderful.

I begin to rumage through Montana's mirror.

"No!" I shout he doesn't have a sharpener. Then I remember. I do. I look through my makeup bag & pull out my sweet sweet Heaven.

After many attempts to break it, I use my tweezers to unscrew the nail.

I throw the pieces I will not be needing back in my makeup bag. I have been clean for five months. Do I really want that to go to waste?

"If you tell anyone I will kill you." His voice rings in my head & before I know.

Blood is is spilling from the cut I had made.

I feel relief.

One.

Two.

Three.

I lost count but after what seemed like a good couple of hours I put my blade back in the bag.

I bandage my left arm, from my wrist to elbow.

Throwing on my over size swear shirt my real mom had given me before she passed & some leggings.

I do my makeup, my hands still trembling from last night & what happened two minutes ago.

I made my way too the living room, swaying a lot.

I sit beside Amber & someone touches my shoulder.

"DONT TOUCH ME!" I screech & stumble too the nearest wall.

My world is spinning before me.

All I see is a lot of figures moving towards me.

"DONT TOUCH ME. STAY AWAY." I screamed collapsing to the ground & covering my ears & closing my eyes.

I feel someone sit beside me.

"Are you okay Aleah?" He whispers.

I manage to crawl away.

"Dont.." I say before blacking out.

Is this my death? Am I free?

I hope so.

Notes

Short chapter.

Sorry but I've been wanting to write a scene like this.

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