Over the next week I avoided my friend's and my family as best as I could. I didn't feel like talking to any one although I'm sure they all knew something was wrong. Even though a week had passed I could still feel him on me. No matter how many showeres I took the feeling just wouldn't go away. I felt dirty, and used.
Then one day when I got to school my best friend Nate came up to me. He had some one with him, but I didn't want to look up to see who it was. "Hey Kasey," he said as he started to walk beside me.
"Hey," I whispered. I kept my eyes on the ground as we walked and counted the tiles as I stepped on them. I had been doing this a lot lately.
"This is Alex. He is new here," Nate said as he grabbed my arm lightly and forced me to stop. I winced because I still had a bruise from Alex there. Then it hit me.
'No. It can't be the same Alex. It has to be some one else!' I thought to myself. I gathered all my courage and looked up to see that it was the same Alex that raped me. It took all my strength not to burst into tears. "I have to go Nate, I'll see you later." I managed to say before I took off running to the girls restrooom. Luckily, no one else was in there. I went into the first stall and puked into the toilet. 'Why is this happening to me? Why did he follow me? Why the hell can't he just leave me alone?' I thought to myself as I flushed the toilet. I leaned my back against the white brick wall and started to cry into my hands.
I heard the door the girl's restroom open and then Nate's voice saying,"Peek-a-boo! Kasey, are you in here?" He must have heard me crying because he walked in anyway. "Kasey what's wrong?" he asked as he wrapped me in a hug. At first I tried to pull away from him, but my attempts weren't strong enough for Nate. "Please tell me what's wrong Kasey."
I thought about what Alex said but in the end chose to tell Nate. "He raped me," I whispered into his chest.
I could feel his etire body tense out of anger. "Who did?" he asked through gritted teeth.
"Alex," I whispered.
*Sorry for the shortness I have half an hour left before I have to get off the computer I still gotta post my new novel up*
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