SATURDAY MEMORIES

I woke up at the sound of rain pattering on my window. I remembered it was my 17th birthday. Dazzled, I turned on the news. The news reporter said, "Breaking news, 12 more people found dead on Maple Street." I couldn't help but smirk. The news reporter continued, "Police have no suspects on who is-" I turned off the television.

I put on some jeans and a hoodie and headed downstairs of my five story mansion. I looked at my parents and sister rushing to go to the interview. If you didn't notice, I am rich. Well, clearly I am not rich, my sister is.

Since we were young she was always the spot of attention. At ten, she was given the chance at a modeling company and she didn't decline the chance. Then, my whole life fell apart. My friends left me. My parents forgot about me. A-and h-he l-left me. Thinking about it, tears started forming in my eyes but I held back the lump starting to form in my throat. I held it back all I could. My parents didn't even notice that I was breaking down but I was used to it. They didn't even remember that it was my 17th birthday.

I ran out of my house. I meant 'billion dollar mansion' and wiped my tears away. I went back to my thoughts and remembered how he just abandonned me.

I was twelve. I just came back home from a modelling company. I quickly changed and ran to my favourite spot. The peach tree which had a view you couldn't exchange with the world.

Then, I saw someone there. His eyes were so pleasant and his golden hair blew with the breeze. He turned around and greeted me. His smile meant the world to me. I was happy. I gave him my heart but he took him, stepped on it and threw it in the trash. He used me.

I came back to reality and sat under the peach tree. I remembered all the time we spent here but now its all gone. Everyone I ever loved and cared for, always seemed to leave me.

I remembered my 15th birthday. He took me here and made a cake for me. His birthday was a few days after so we exchanged presents we received from our families. I spent the whole afternoon with him.

After countless hours of daydreaming, I looked at the clock. I ran to the nearest subway because I wasn't in the mood to walk.

After 10 minutes of waiting, a subway finally approached. I scampered past all the people and found a seat. I sat down and took out my phone. As I thought, no one remembered my birthday. Not even one message. I sighed. Then, I heard a familiar voice. "Hi Kira, nice to see you." I replied, "Hey." It was my sister's 49 year old modelling manager. He always had a sweet heart but my sister always bossed him around. "Sorry, I didn't give you a birthday call. I was a little busy with all the paperwork." I smiled and thanked him but I didn't say he was the only one who remembered.

He left after one stop. I took out my phone from my pocket and scrolled through my instagram account. Ten brainless boys keep telling me to give them my sister's phone number.

I came to my stop. I left the train and arrived home. I saw my parents talking to my sister. They didn't even notice I was there. I said, "Did anyone remember why today is a special day?" I tried to put on the best fake smile. Then my mum said, "Oh. Of course it is sweetie. I guess you already heard." My sister shouted with a squeal, "Me and Kris are getting married!" The sound of his name made me form a lump in my throat. I thought in my head, "Come on Kira. It has been a year. Let it go."

I burst out tears and I ran to my room trying to hide my face from my family.

After a few moments, my mum came into my room. "Sweetie. It's been a year. You have to be happy for your sister." I replied with the coldest, "Yeah. I know."

I told her to leave. I turned on the news. I hoped seeing other people losing their loved ones would make me feel better. Yes, I got issues.

Then, I saw the most good looking man. Damon was the CEO of the world's most expensive company. His dark black hair and red blood eyes made him hot in all ways but he was an arrogant man who only cared about playing with women in the bed. I didn't like him.

Women only liked his looks, wealth and power but he seems fine with it. He was wearing the choicest of clothes. Sleepy and clueless, I dozed off.

I opened my eyes and my stomach was in pain. There I saw Damon. Shocked I tried to get up but my legs were jelly. I was in a huge room. I didn't know where I was.

He sat on a chair across the room and stared at me with his bloody eyes. He smirked and said, "you dare to drug me like this!!!" He stood up and came over to me. I stuttered, "D-don't come any closer." I gatheted all my strength to stand up.

Then he pushed me onto the bed. "Come on where is it. You bitch. Better tell me what you did with it. You took my dad's pendant. Tell me where it is!" he screamed. He lay on top of me and I barely could breathe. "I don't know what you are talking about." I tried to push him off me but instead he pushed me off the bed and I landed with a thud. "Bitch tell me where it is. Or I'll do it the hard way." I stuttered, "H-hard way." Tears started forming in my eyes. "S-stop!!!"

He kissed me and touched every inch of me. I didn't expect this to be the hard way.

Then I woke up. I was back in my own room. There was a huge pain in my stomach. I didn't think dreams could be so painful. I looked at the clock. It was already 2 in the morning. I guessed i dozed off. I grabbed a jacket, gloves, a gun and a knife.

I jumped out of my window onto a tree branch. I jumped over fences and climbed up a building near an alley.

There was a boy and there were two other boys beating him up. I shot the two bullies in the head. The little boy saw me so I had to kill him. I didn't know what got into me. He looked up at me and his little brown eyes filled with tears. His gentle brown hair was swaying with the wind and his pale skin told me that he was shocked. I left him and ran back home.

I lay on my bed wondering about that little boy. He was about nine. That means he might turn me in. I couldn't sleep so I got out off bed and then the stinging sensation in my stomach returned. I thought, "maybe I am just upset about Kris. I need to move on. I will go to a bar tomorrow. It will get my mind away from this." Then, I collasped on the floor with a huge pain between my legs. "I was raped." I cried and it wasn't long before I collasped on the floor.

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