19. Telling them
This needs to stop. Like seriously. I am 18 years old, and I should be able to live on my own. I just dont want to have my friends die. It is about time for me to tell them. "Hey guys, can we all talk?" I asked. They all nodded and turned off the tv. "What is it babe?" Lou asked "Ok, my dad said that I have 3 months to be here...or else, he will basically kill all of you guys." I replied crying. "That douche bag?! Oh no your not. You have us. And look...this could get worse." Sammi said holding and pointing to my cuts. "I didnt know that you did that. Why?" I heard Louis ask. "Im stressed out. I am just irritated. I am sick of all this DRAMA!" I shouted through tears. "Come with me." he said and I followed. We went to his room. And closed the door. "Why is he a douche bag?" he asked me "He abuses me. Thats why I moved in with Sammi. But with my luck, he might do things to me that are worse." I replied "Whats worse than abuse?" he asked "Rape." I replied simply. "Oh. Thats true though." he replied awkwardly. "Yup." I replied popping the 'p'.
I had no idea that she cut herself. If I would have known sooner, I would not know what to do. I dont know what to do right now. Wait....."Louisa, hand me your knives." I said and she did without hesitation. "Why?" she asked finially. "I dont want this to keep on happening. I love you. Sammi loves you, we all love you." I replied simply. She nodded and hugged me. "I am so sorry. I dont want to leave in 3 months. I am scared. Like beyond." she said. I cried, and said "Nobody will hurt you. Lets report him right now." I said and called the police. They were there immediantly, to investigate. The only proof was to give them her cell phone and wait for more messages. I got a phone call about a week later from the police "We caught him, and he is now dead." they said "Thank you so much!" I replied and hung up. Louisa was still asleep, from all of the stress.