#Chapter 6

---Betrayed

Jackson tried to ask what's wrong with me, why am I running away from the party. What happened but I won't budge and I won't tell him what's wrong, how am I supposed to tell him my supposed friend tried to rape me.

When we got home I take off my shoes and tiptoe toward my room, at least fate wasn't cruel enough to wake my grandpa.

When I was little I used to cry, I cried when grandpa hit me, when people called me bastard, when my mommy didn't come to get me. Last time I cried was when I was ten, I asked my grandpa...