"Hold On, Pain Ends." I read on the color-stained walls. Until now, I thought nobody could be trusted, that I only could trust myself, that nobody would be there when I needed someone the most.
"You're not wrong. Pain does end. Only if you let it." I said turning around.


2. Alex


At first I thought it was love, all the text and presents and compliments. Then I quickly realized it wasn't, it was just a fast way to get in bed. It started off as hanging out, until he kissed me. I didn't mind for awhile, because it felt natural, then he pushed me farther onto the couch, pinning me down.

"Lu-" I tried to say something, but for some reason he just got more forceful. He had been a little aggressive lately, grabbing my hand to tight, dragging me with him and gripping on my arms. 

When I felt his hand slip under my shirt, I jerked at him and pushed him off. "Stop it, Luke." I said, but he didn't he just kissed me again, with more force. I started trying to fight him to get off but the more I struggled the tighter his hold got.

"Stop." I said, but he kept going. I ended up biting him and he pulled back quickly. I got up trying to get away, but I didn't get far before he grabbed my arm and pulled me back making me fall on the floor. A shock of pain went through my body when I hit the floor. I couldn't react quickly enough to slip away. Luke was now on top of me biting my neck and taking my shirt off. I tried to fight him again, but when I did he moved faster and his grip got tighter.

That was my first experience, I was forced by the boy I thought I loved. After that he became more aggressive and he tried again, but my brother came in, pulling him off of me. They started to fight and in the middle of it, I got hit in my stomach trying to stop them. Eventually my dad came in and broke the two of them up. After Luke left, I started to cough up blood and I was rushed to the hospital. 

I ended up being out of school for three months, forcing me to repeat the year. I never spoke to Luke after that, I had heard he already moved on in about three days after the incident. When summer vacation started my dad sent me to live with my mom in the UK.

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