Unbreakable Hearts

The Incident Part 2

Then I felt Michael press up against me. He started to run his hands up my sides. I started to shake and cry. This isn't what I wanted. I haven't done anything wrong.

"Why are you doing this Michael?" I said in a shaken voice. He grabbed the back of my head making me scream out in pain.

"You not only killed the best coach and teacher of all time with your overachieving ass, but you seem to lead on a good friend of mine for two weeks." He took my head and slammed it on the wall. He threw me on the ground as though if I was garbage. Michael stood over me grabbing the back of my head again. "What makes you think your life is worth living after all the things you've done? Not only to your father, but to poor Sebastian here."

Sebastian had stood in the corner not doing anything. Not even giving me a glance. I gave Sebastian a pleaded look of desperation to help me get out of this situation. However, he looked at me then immediately looked away.

I looked at Michael with my hands up. "Michael my dad's death was an accident. It wasn't my fault. It was raining hard that night. There wasn't anything I could've done." I put my hands on his chest to try and reason with him "as for Sebastian, I don't have a clue what you're talking about. He never asked me to sleep with him. We kissed that was it. Nothing more or less."

Michael looked at Sebastian who shook his head. Michael yanked the back of my head again. "Why are you lying w***e?"

"Michael I'm not lying! Please stop!" I screamed and pleaded. Michael let go of my hair. What he did next would haunt me forever.

Michael, Roger, Gabriel, and Anon all took turns raping me until I was raw and bleeding everywhere. I would periodically turn to Sebastian who had tears running down his face, but never stepped in to do anything. Michael tried to force him to do what the whole group was doing. Sebastian turned Michael down stating this was never part of the plan. I was crushed, terrified, bloody, and humiliated.

After they were done they threw the towel on me. I laid there with tear stain eyes curled up in a ball on the shower floor with blood leading to the drain. I heard voices coming from one of the doors. I recognized it to be Rebecca's and my other best friend Carmela's.

"He said she was in here." Rebecca voice echoed.

"Maybe he was lying. Lizzy would never betray you Becca. Regardless of what you may think of her. She is not capable of betrayal." Carmela sincerely said.

"Carmela are you serious right now. Even Michael said she's been trying so hard to get into his pants for years even old texts to prove it." I could just sense the venom in her voice. It broke my heart to hear that from my so called best friend. I never texted Michael at all. He hated me. Why would I even make an attempt to do such a thing?

"I don't know. It could be faked Becca." Carmela defended.

"And you can go to hell along with her if you believe that for a second." Rebecca spat out. I heard their footsteps come closer and closer to me. As soon as Carmela saw the blood, she ran to me.

"Lizzy!" She grabbed the towel to wrap me up. She slowly started to sit me up. Each time she would, I would scream out in pain.

"Rebecca I need you to get Ms. Georgina stat!" Carmela yelled out to Rebecca. "Lizzy what happened?"

"I was r***d by Michael and his gang." Rebecca stopped in her tracks. She walked up towards me.

"You said what about Michael?" Carmela looked annoyed. I was trying to catch my breath.

"I said Michael and his gang r***d me."

Rebecca laughed "That's funny Lizzy! So, so funny." Carmela got in to Rebecca's face.

"How's this funny Rebecca?! She is bleeding! Half way unconscious from the amount of blood loss!" Carmela yelled at Rebecca.

"She wants you to feel sorry for her Carmela! She let those guys f**k her until she bled." Rebecca walked over to me grabbing the top of my head. "You are disgraceful to betray me and get those boys in trouble for your sick ways." Rebecca spat in my face as she slammed my head a couple of times in the shower floor.

"You dumb, sick bitch." Slamming my head against the shower floor one last time. "Let's go Carmela." I hear both of them walk out of the locker room.

I was left to die on the shower floor. I didn't care. Maybe I would've felt more at peace. I was in and out of consciousness. I couldn't even tell you what time it was. All I know it was dark outside.

I tried sitting up several times. Each time I fell back down from the pain. I eventually stopped trying to get up. I cried to myself until I fell unconscious. When I woke up, I found myself in a hospital bed. I heard my Uncle Eric screaming at my mother and Auntie Stew trying to calm him down.

"She deserved it Eric. She killed my husband. You haven't seen the things she's been wearing that so inappropriate. It shows to much skin. If she wasn't prancing around grinding on all those boys during 'Football' those boys wouldn't have done what they done." I broke at that statement. How could she say that about me? I never once asked for this. My monitor started to go haywire. My nurse and doctor ran in the room.

"Elizabeth, honey, you need to breathe." I looked at the doctor while holding my chest. "Elizabeth, I'm going to give you a sedative alright. It's going to help you, ok?" I shake my head at the doctor.

"Push the sedative." After pushing the medicine in my system, I fell back to sleep for a while.

I was an emotional mess all the way leading up to the day I had to leave. I couldn't even tell my brother Dean goodbye. I was broken. I did tell Uncle Eric and Auntie Stew that I heard what my mother said about me. I freaked out hinting that is why the doctors and nurses had to sedate me. Hearing that they never left my side and made sure to always reassure me nothing was my fault.

My grandparents, Auntie Stew, and Uncle Eric agreed it would be best for me to go live with Uncle Eric and Auntie Stew for a while. Stated that my mom is unfit to take care of me since she won't provide for me at all anymore after the incident. I wondered about my brother. I was told they were fighting tooth and nail to get my brother. The way it looked, it didn't seem as though my mother didn't give up that fight willingly.