For Better Or Worse?

Hi! I'm Rachael! This is my first fanfic so if you have any advice at all then please tell me in the comments. Also i am not the best at grammer and stuff like that but i will try my best. This story is about a girl named Rachael. She has red curly hair and a best friend named Maria. Her dad abuses her and she cant wait untill she is 18 so she can get as far away as possible from him. Will it be easy? Maybe. Also somrthing exciting happens to her but will it be too good to be true? Unexpected things happen to her. Will it be for better or worse? Also something happened to her mom. Want to know what happened? Then read it!


6. Aftermath

Rachael's P.O.V.

I woke up and I was in my dad's bed. What is going on? I thought to myself. I looked over and my dad was passed out. Wait... he is NAKED! oh my god what happened last night? I looked under the covers and I was naked too. Omg omg OMG!! I cant believe this! He raped me! Ugghhh why do bad things always have to happen to me? I got up and grabbed the sheet and wrapped it around me. I looked at the clock and I was already late for school. I felt like crap and didn't feel like going to school but I knew I couldn't be here when my dad woke up. I decided to just go out and be anywhere but here. I looked in the mirror and looked at the damage. I was bruised everywhere and I had cuts all over me. Then I suddenly remembered what happened. He threw me against a wall and I fell on a vase and it broke which would explain the bruises and cuts. "Ow!" I said and fell to the ground. I looked at my ankle and suddenly remembered I messed it up last night. I guess I didn't really feel the pain until now. I got up and stood on the opposite foot and then I suddenly felt a horrible pain in my arm. I looked down and remembered that it was probably broken. My eyes started to water but I just kept the tears back. I took a shower and the hot water burned but at the same time felt good. I put on sweat pants and a hoodie so nobody would see my bruises and cuts. I put some makeup on and made sure to cover the bruises on my face. I brushed my hair and put on the neklace that I always wear. My mom gave it to me before she.... Stop Rachael! Now is not the time the time to be thinking about stuff like that. I grabbed my purse and went downstairs. I was limping and my arm and leg was hurting really bad. I went to the kitchen and got some painkillers that my dad had. I saw this envelope in the corner and it was ripped open. I picked it up and read the front. It had my name on it but I didn't get to read the rest before I heard my dad. "Rachael? Are you still here?" I could tell he was still angry. I quickly put the envelope in my purse and took the painkillers. I knew it would take him about 5 minutes to get downstairs since he was probably tired and hung over. I limped outside and called a cab. I told them it was urgent and asked how close the nearest one was. They said there was one about a block away but it already had somebody in it. I told them that it was an emergency so they put me on hold and called the driver to see if the passenger would mind if they picked me up. They came back on and said he didn't mind and they would be here in two minutes. I was nervous that my dad would come out and find me. The cab pulled up and I quickly got in. I looked out the window and saw my dad stumble out. "can you go to the starbucks on the corner and hurry please." I said. The taxi took off and I looked behind me and saw my dad yelling my name. "Hi." I heard somebody say. I looked to my left and saw a guy sitting there. He had beautiful green eyes and curly brown hair. He was smiling showing his white teeth. "Hi. Thanks for letting me share the cab." I said and smiled at him. "No problem love. So what was the emergency?" "huh? Oh i'd rather not talk about it." "Ok, thats fine." "I'm Rachael." "I'm Harry."he said. "Do you mind if I get a coffee with you?" he asked "Not at all." I said. "Here you are miss." The driver said. I was about to pay when Harry paid for me. "Why did you do that?" I said. "What do you mean?" he asked with a confused look on his face. "Why did you pay for me? I have only known you for like five minutes." I said. "I'm sorry, I was just trying to be nice." "It's ok. Thanks, I guess im not used to people doing nice things for me." I said. "Oh, well your welcome." he said with a smile. I got out and fell to the ground. I totally forgot about my hurt ankle. "Are you ok?" he asked helping me up. "Yeah, I just have a hurt ankle but i'll be ok." I said. He put my arm around him and he put his arm around me and helped support me. "No, your not ok. I'm taking you to a doctor." He said. "Ok." I said. We called another cab and went to the doctors. Harry is really nice. I think we are going to be good friends.

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