Chapter 2

* Chapter 2 *

I pulled out of the school's driveway and made my way to Home depot. I called the store to make sure my purchased item was still there. They told me it would be with the 3rd cashier, so I was relived.

"I can't believe I forgot." I sighed thinking out loud to myself. I heard partying happening at one of the bars.

"Wonder what's going on over there. Oh well none of my business."

After my long drive of sulking I reached Home depot. While there I grabbed my item and started to dial Ally to my surprise it went to voicemail.

I reached my car which wasn't too far away and saw that Ally had forgotten to grab her trash from Starbucks. Luckily there was a Trash bin next to Home depot, unfortunately it was in the ally next to a bunch of small locally run Bars.

I brought my phone with me just in case something were too happen. I walked in the ally to the trash can as I turned around ready to leave, a shiver ran down my spine. Someone pulled my hair back, causing me to fall.

My body banged against the floor, and there was blood on my hands from my head. I was frozen in shock.

A man started to stuff cloth in my mouth. I tried moving my arms, but he had tied them together. My skin burning from how tight and fast he tied it. He unbuckled his belt causing his pants to fall and hovered over me. My cries became muffled by the fabric, my eyes watered, and his breath smelled like booze. It was hard to breath and my mind was going in and out of focus.

He started to search for my phone, after he had it, he ripped my clothes off. Whenever I struggled he would slash me with his belt. I felt the slash marks on my arms, legs, chest until I just gave up.

The man was starting to pull down my underwear and I could feel something inside of me. I went berserk, screaming until my throat was sore. I threw up in my mouth, but swallowed it.

My body betrayed my mind, I was moaning, but still crying. He started to grope my chest, until he comed in me."Escape Madeline, escape. It's okay, this isn't happening to you." I was thinking this until my mind became dull and I was no longer there.

My mind distantly heard my phone ringing over and over again. It rang and rang until he got so mad he threw it across the floor. The man was grunting with pleasure and I was crying and painfully moaning.

"What's happening to me, what did I do wrong?" Memories of my mother and me having a discussion about my first crush, painting together, reading bedtime stories, watching movies as she rubbed my head flooded by mind, until he turned my limp body over putting my face in the ground. He ripped my clothes again making my back bare and began whipping me with his belt.

He was going to kill me, I screamed but only broken cloaked notes came out. I passed out from the pain and faintly heard cop cars. With my eyes barely open I saw the cops arrest the man while Ally was covering me, crying and yelling. She held my body with the help from Ella. I saw her handing me to a man and I passed out.

The smell of chemicals and fake cherry wafted through the air. My eyes fluttered open only to shut again due to the florescent lights. Moving my head to the right I saw bags of fluids connecting with my arms and legs only by a needle and tube.

The heart monitor must have caught my shock, because now there was a doctor, nurse, and scared Ally rushing into the room.

My senses were drowned and I could only see them.

They were talking to me, but must've noticed I was incoherent, so they moved on to Ally.

She grasped my hand and I flinched with fear, not because I was afraid of her, but because I was afraid of what had happened to me.

It almost seemed unreal although I know it wasn't due to where I am. I wish I could just disappear. Ella had also come in and I started crying.

When Ally and Ella had seen me, they wept for me.

Ella had sat next to me, rubbing my hair in a motherly manner which soothed me. Ally was in a corner, crying and what seemed to be talking on the phone with my parents.

After a few days in the hospital I had been visited by my parents, still unable to talk.

We just sat there. I felt worried for them, my papa looked broken while my stepmom seemed exceedingly worried.

The nurses gave me a psychiatrists to help me talk about it. All she really did was give me a notebook and some pencils to write or draw what I'm feeling and what had happened.

I honestly didn't know how I should feel. Everybody was worried about me, yet I didn't know why.

What was done was done, my psychiatrists told me I was in a state of shock. Causing my emotions and expressions to go numb since my brain didn't know how to cope with what had happened.

About a week of being in the hospital I could talk again and I got more visits from my psychiatrists. The talks were very nice I was happy to have someone I could talk too, - and that's all for today's journal.

"Madeline do you remember anything before you got taken to the hospital." The nurse asked

"I was going to Home depot, and then I threw trash away. My hair was pulled and I hit my head and than...well than...than..that...happened. I heard cop cars and I remember Ally crying than handing me to a man. When I woke up I was here along with everyone else."

"Do you remember what you felt when that happened." she asked in a steady calming voice.

"I felt scared for my life, but at the same time I wasn't afraid of dying. I remember slipping in and out of consciousness, I remembered memories that were precious to me of my mother, of ally, and etc. But than I remember feeling mad at how easy it was for him to take me, abuse me, and scar me. What right does he have and how many others had he done it to. Was it so easy for him to look into my eyes and not care about my pain." Thinking about what I felt was easier than bringing up how it happened. I never liked talking about my emotions but they have been so bottled up. All everyone asked was if I was okay, but when I tell them too much they run away. No one can understand because no one has tried to join me. My psychiatrists as much as she's amazing the only thing she cares about is making sure I know how to live with this for the rest of my life. I just don't know what to feel or how to react.

"When will I get out of here?" I wondered staring out my window. I've been here for a week already but the school wouldn't let me admit out of the hospital yet.

My eyes moved to the beautiful Heliotrope flowers which were in a clear vase. It canceled out the smell of chemicals and replaced it with a strong perfume of spring. I didn't know who got ne those, but they were starting to die which made me a little sad.

I got up out of my bed for the 4th time on my own and my back still tingled. I gracefully touched the flowers that reminded me of a safe place. I was so tuned out that I didn't even realize a young man was standing at the door. "Who are you," I asked on edge.......

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