chapter 6 bitterly sweet :)

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CHAPTER 6 BITTERLY SWEET 2

Walking home was the same the hole way. He would ask questions and I would answer them. After I told him about my family the only other serious question that he asked me was if I cut. I nodded and looked down ashamed. Cutting had been my escape for so many years. Most of the time I didn’t care what people thought but now since everything has gotten worse I was so scared they would tell my parents and my stepmother might finally have the chance to get rid of me to a metal insinuation I didn’t tell anyone. 3

As we reached my house I invited Jason in for a drink and something to eat as we didn’t get much for that at lunch. We walked into the house me knowing it would be empty till late. 4

“So this is your place its really big”. He said I laughed I had always lived in big houses my father had a lot of money and loved to spend it on the family making sure we would never be called poor or weak. He gave both me and my brother a weekly allowance I would receive a few hundred dollars my brother a little less. What my parents didn’t know was that I was saving my money getting ready to run away to go live with my aunt. She was the only one in my family who didn’t blame me for what happened to my mother and could look at me without vomiting. 5

The reason nobody could look at me was because I was exactly like my mother in nearly every way. I had her same long brown hair, crystal green emerald eyes and light white skin. I had once been called beautiful but now it was an insult. As I made us some food to eat he sat down at the big kitchen table. As I handed him the food I noticed he was looking at me strangely. I blushed lightly and also sat down.6

“So anymore questions?”. I asked changing the subject.7

“Um.. Only a few million but I’m sure then can wait”. He said smiling. I also smiled as we finished talking about school and the teachers and having Jason fill me in on all the gossip which mainly revolved about the cheerleading squad with the football team I cleaner the table. 8

After we ate Jason suggested we watch a bit of television. I agreed as it was still early and I really wanted to rest my foot. We made our way over to the lounge room and I turned on the television. I handed him the remote. 9

“Choose what you want I don’t really care”. I said still having my foot annoying me. He turned on some movie which looked like it had just started. As we were watching Jason moved closer.10

At first I thought nothing of it having been quit far away from him. Then I changed my mind. He started rubbing his hand up my thigh, then suddenly he kissed me trying to push his tongue into my mouth. This defiantly didn’t feel right. He tried to kiss me more forcible and I was defiantly scared now. I tried to push him off of me but he was stronger and I was weak from the pain medication. Thankfully he stared kissing down my neck as he tried to remove my top. 11

“Jason what are you doing?”. I asked as he got my top over my head.12

“Baby I want you so much just relax”. He said as if I was his doll speaking out of line. 13

“Jason get off of me I don’t want this GET OFF OF ME NOW”. I said defiantly getting my point across. He stoped and looked at me with a discussed look on his face. I knew then that he was defiantly not the boy I thought he was. 14

After I got my top back on and Jason finished with the few insults revolving around slut and whore he left and I went up to my room to cry. I sat in my dark corner and thought about how everything was messed up. It was my second day and I already HATED this new school. I had no one to turn to except my best friend so I went to my small black bow that held him when he wasn’t in use. 15

He had been my best friend for a while most people knew but no one ever said anything. It was my personal haven were I could escape without taking illegal substances which wouldn’t be the first time either. Also in that box with my best friend was my mothers silver locked that always hung around her neck. I was beautiful covered in blue jewels and diamonds. It contained a picture of her and me together when I was only 8. It was the best time of my life never to be relived. 16

I went into my bathroom and let him take me away. I felt so much better after about 4 times but I couldn’t stop thinking about it. I looked over the blood and got a towel to clean it up. I had read something a few months ago that I was willing to try now. So I got some salt and rubbed it into my arm. It stung like hell and I finally got the high I needed. So I then went to bed ready to be tortured the next day. 17