Why Me ✔️

Chapter 2|| Can I stay with you?

Warning: Abuse, Sexual Content, Mature Language, rape.

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I saw Marie and Frank with their arms crossed and lips set in a thin line. They looked angry.

"Where the hell were you?" Marie asked sounding angry.

"I was at a friend's house," I say.

"We didn't say you can go to your friend's house!" Frank yells.

"I have work right now," I say grabbing my car keys. "I'll be home after work."

"You better because we need to teach you a lesson," Frank exclaims.

***

I park in front of the beach. I get out of the car and sit on the sand.

I need to be away from them for a while, I think. No forever.
I roll up my sleeves and look at my scars and bruises. I start crying hard. I needed to let them out because I'm hurting deeply.

What did I do wrong? I continue crying. How come my parents didn't want me? Why did they have to adopt me? I'm useless, I'm nothing!

I hear a car pull up and I quickly roll my sleeve down and wipe my tears. I clear my throat and sit straight.

"Adri?" I hear the voice say. It sounds like Quinni. "Are you ok?" She sits next to me and puts her arms around my shoulder and rubs my arm.

I look her straight into the eyes, and I am trying with my all to not cry right now.

"You can tell me," Quinni comforts me. "I am here for you."

I let it out again. This time it was harder than before.

"Oh baby," Quinni puts my head on her chest and wraps her arms around me. She rubs my back and kisses the top of my head.

"What is wrong with me?" I cry out loud. "Why did my parents not want me? Why do they hurt me?" I cry loudly after each sentence. "I am useless. I am nothing. I don't deserve to live!"

Quinni grabs my face and makes me look her in the eye.

"Excuse me?!" Quinni says angrily. "You are not useless. You are something. You deserve to live!" She wipes my tears off my face with her sleeve. "Adrian White, they may not care about you but you have people who do. Friends who would fight for you and be there when you need them the most. You are the strongest girl I know and you will always be the strongest girl I know." She pulls me into a hug. "Don't you ever say that again, ok?"

I hug her tightly and I feel better. Me knowing I have people who care about me, makes me feel happy. Quinni and Vivien are like sisters to me. We get each other and know when we are lying. I am afraid they are going to tell someone about my foster parents and something bad will happen to them. I know they won't say anything because they don't want to put me through any more pain.

"I love you Adri," Quinni says softly. "You are like a sister to me!"

"I love you too," I cry. This time they are happy tears and Quinni does the same.

***

I try falling asleep but I can't.

I hear my door open.

Please, no. Don't let it be Frank.

I feel someone sit next to me and they play with my hair.

"You know, you have been really bad lately," Frank says in a creepy voice. "I think it's time to show you want happens when you be bad." He pulls off my cover and puts my back on the bed. "Now," He laughs. "Let's have fun."

My body trembled with fear and then I simply froze., feeling the usual shock that comes every time. 

He tries to pull off my shirt but I don't let him. He slaps me and I let go. He kisses me but I don't kiss him back. He forces his tongue inside my mouth and grabs my thigh.

"Stop," I cry. "Stop!" He slaps me and chokes me.

"I think someone is getting tough." He pulls off my pants but I try to kick him. He pulls my legs wide open and unbuckles his belt. The next thing I know, he is inside of me. Raping me. This time it is worse than before. Harder. He slaps me. Bites me. Scratches me.

***

Frank left and I sob into my blanket.

I look at my thighs. Bite marks. There are bite marks all over my thighs and my breasts.

I get up and put my clothes back on. I grab all my gym bags and throw all my clothes in them.

3 bags full of shirts. 3 bags full of pants and bottoms. 2 bags full of bras and underwear and socks. A bag full of my hair products and inside I put my makeup stuff. A bag full of hair accessories. I grab all of my things and throw them in bags. Luckily, I didn't put my keys on the rack and kept them in my drawer. I grab my keys and throw all the bags out of the window. I climb out the window and grab as many bags as I can.

I run to my car and throw whatever bags fit in the trunk. I run back and throw the rest in the back seat. I turn on my car and make sure my music volume is loud. I back out of the drive and off I go. I don't look back, I just kept driving.

***

I park in Vivien's driveway. I get out of the car and knock on her door. It opens.

"Adrian?" Vivien wonders. She notices my bruises. "What happened?"

I burst into tears. "H-h-he raped me," I throw myself into her arms. "He did it again."

"What is go-" Tyler says and then he sees me. "Adrian? What's wrong?" I see Kace and Blake with him.

"I am not going back there," I look at Vivien. "Can I stay with you?"

"Of course you can," Vivien says. "My mom loves you and we do too."

"Where are your clothes?" Kace asked me.

"In my car's trunk and back seat," I say trying to stop crying. "There are a lot of bags. I officially moved out from that place."

"Come on," Vivien wraps her arm around me. "You can take the guest room."

"Thank you, V," I say.

"We are sisters," she smiles. "We must stick up for each other."