Her Innocence

Chapter 19

Chapter 19:

- Bitter Truth -

This was first time 'this school' felt really weird for me. The time wasn't passing by and I had no idea what to do. This was more boring than anything, it feel like years have passed by I have been listening to this teachers lecture and its really frustrating me. Maybe because he wasn't here and I am not watching cartoons instead watching a boring historical documentary.

After this class was over I ran out, pushing everyone aside. I searched for that peaceful place I once decided to lock my self in. It was this small room in the corner of the hallway. I ran there and opened the door before locking it behind.

I turned around to see the place dirty as usual, the mops and brushes were settled down in the corner of the room. I went to the clean side of the place and sat on the floor. I placed my hand on my lap and closed my eyes, desperately hoping that darkness would take me in.

But I couldn't sleep especially after what happened this morning. He didn't even show up in the school and I have no idea how to diary back. I wish I never wrote anything in my diary, I mean I could write it in my head instead of that book.

He will read everything and the laugh on me. What if he shows to mom? She will get more angrier if she knows about him.....

My head was getting dizzy, my eyes were dropping down so I turned around to lay on the dirty floor...soon I was asleep.

I was awaken by the voices of horns and cars. I jumped up from the ground and slightly opened the door to see everyone walking out of the school. Oh I hope I didn't miss my bus again.

I gathered all my things and rushed away from the room, pushing everyone aside I walked out of the school. I sighed when I saw my bus standing there, a lot of people were walking in. I immediately went inside and sat on the same seat I had been on for the last week.

After a few more minutes the bus started to move out of the school. I glanced one last time before closing my eyes and placing my hands on my head.

This all is a mess. I don't like this school, its so freaking bad. I have no idea why people even go here, I would never until my mother forced me but finally its weekend which means no more school for the next two days.

I just can't wait for tomorrow...

The bus started to get empty, I was impatient for going home and jumping on my bed. I smiled in joy when I saw my house coming near and nearer my vision. The bus stopped and in a instant second I jumped of the bus. Running in my house I was a little shocked to see the door open.

Mom isn't usually home this time because of work but when I went inside to see mom cooking in the kitchen, I couldn't be more happier. I decided to be a good girl and change my clothes before eating so I ran upstairs but when I opened the door, I saw Damien standing on the window. As he heard me enter in he immediately turned.

I was still angry at him for taking my dairy but when I saw the diary in his hands I got more frustrated, I reached out to grab it but he moved back.

"Does your mother knows?" he questioned. I was getting angrier because he just read my entire diary without my acknowledge and now he is asking me questions.

"Why do you care? Why won't you go mind your own business and give my diary back." I stated as I once again pulled my hand out to take the diary but caught my wrist tightly and pushed me back.

"I think I might have mentioned that you are mine and whatever happened or whatever is going to happen to you is my business so you better watch that tone and tell me the truth or else it won't take a second to tell your mother about her good little daughter who isn't good or little anymore." He blackmailed me but I wasn't going to tell the truth to anyone whether its him or my mother.

"Everything is written inside." I said as I folded my both arms and looked away from him.

"Don't lie to me. Who was he? Your boyfriend or maybe you were his little slut. I knew that you weren't that innocent as you seem, so tell me who was he......Elena." He didn't. He couldn't know that. I opened my mouth to say something but I immediately closed it because I had nothing to say. He already read everything, what else does he wants to know.

"Please stop. I hate him, he was bad and I don't want to talk about him." I closed my ears in fear. He laughed and then threw the diary on the floor, he pulled me by my hair and pushed me on the bed.

"Don't worry I have dealt with whores like you....I am going to give five seconds to open your dirty mouth and tell me who he was or else I will kill you." He said while coming closer to me. I wanted to scream so badly, mom was just downstairs. I just hope she comes up and sees his real face.

"i am telling you, I don't know anything about him or anything else. He just..." I closed my mouth not wanting to say that.

"Just what?" He questioned. I shook my head but when he wrapped his hand around my throat I flinched from his touch.

"Tell what?" He growled as he pressed his hand on my throat harder, I gasped for air but his hand was blocking he oxygen to reach my lungs. I placed my hand on his and tried to push but his grip only got tighter.

"He dr-ugged an-d...."

"And?" He grip loosened a little bit but it was still suffocating me. I closed my eyes but I couldn't close my mouth, some day, someone needed to know about this.

"He sexually and verbally abused me...and also...he marked..me." I said. Tears slipped out of my eyes as those pictures flashed in my mind. The day he forced me to cut my wrists so my parents would be scared and he would stay with me for much longer.

His hand was gone from my throat, I opened my eyes to see his eyes red as blood. I gasped and with the help on my elbow I moved back from him but he caught my hand.

"Remove you shirt." He growled with pure anger radiating from his eyes. I gulped and lifted my shirt up. I clearly knew what he wanted to see and also why he was angry but I was slightly confused. Why is he doing this?

I turned around so now my back was facing him, I winced when I felt his finger tips brush the mark. Even though I tried to cover it but it never went away so I am sure he could clearly see the mark.

As a few minutes passed by I got a little less scared of him because if his hand was making me comfortable. The smile faded away from my lips when his hand left my body, I wish he could just keep touching me forever but not the bad way only the good way.

"Get up we getting rid of the tattoo." He said as he pulled me out of the room and dragged me downstairs.

"Wait stop.." He didn't instead he continued. I fixed my shirt when mom came in my view.

"Woah were are you taking her?" Mom asked. Isn't she supposed to slap him and then knee him and then kick him out of the house because that's what she does every time she sees me with a boy, which isn't often but sometimes it happens.

"I am taking her out...don't worry I get her back before her sleeping time." He said immediately. Mom didn't even look at me she instantly nodded and he pulled me out of the house.

"Wait stop I have-"

"Shut up and just play in this." He said as he threw his phone on me. I smiled and clapped happily before playing games on it. Oh this is going to be fun.