Love is All You Need
Jessica
I was just a little girl, born and raised in California, when my parents divorced. I don't remember much of it, but I remember crying a lot. My Mom and Dad had been married for six years, when she caught him in bed with another women. She was completely devastated. For years we struggled, trying to get back and keep everything that was rightfully ours. I didnt pay much attention though. I acceled in academics, I had plenty of nice things, good friends, and a loving boyfriend. I had everything I would ever need. But everthing changed the day I turned 16. One day after school, I walked in on Mom, and a man whom I did not recognize. The were laughing, and drinking wine.
"Jessica, this is Edward. I met him at the library. C'mon! Sit down. I think your finally old enough to have your first sip of wine!" this was completely unlike my mom. She said i was never to have alcohol. But she poured me a glass anyway. I took a sip, and nearly choked.
"Its okay, it was hard for me the first time I had it too." Edward said. He had a strange smirk on his face. Mom just laughed in my face. I smelled strong alcohol on her breath, I guess Edward had gotten her drunk. I never would have guessed it would be my mom drunk with some random guy she met at the library. I drank a little more of the wine, and somehow managed to keep it down. Edward poured me some more, and we talked. After awhile, mom fell asleep. By then I had drank a lot of wine, and could barely walk. I tried to stand up, but fell right back down. If it hadnt been for Edward standing right there, i probably wouldve fallen right on my face. He lead me straight back to my bedroom. I was glad to lay down. I closed my eyes, and quickly fell asleep. When I awoke, Edward was laying on top of me. I could see the smirk on his face as he removed my clothes. I couldnt breath. I couldnt make any noise, and I could feel my heart pounding at a million miles and hour. I knew what he was doing to me. Next thing I knew, a trash can was being thrust under my nose. I remember throwing up harder than I ever had before. I was covered in sweat, and felt exhausted. I awoke the next morning feeling sore, and a little wet. I took a shower, and in nothing but my towel, walked back into my room. My head was spinning, and my stomach hurt. I walked into my room, and there was Edward sitting on my bed.
"Wheres Mom?"
"She left for work early today." he stood up and walked over to me. He kissed me, and I pulled away. He grabbed my arm and said,
"Did you enjoy last night? You really seemed to. I have the feeling you want to go again." I stared at him in shock. I knew what he did to me last night. He tried to pull me closer to him, but I pulled away and locked myself in the bathroom. I put on my clothes from the night before, and heard Edward outside the door.
"C'mon Jessica. You know you want me. You enjoyed it last night. I will have you again, you can count on that." I looked over and saw my cell phone sitting on the counter. I picked it up and dialed my mom's number. No answer.
"Damn! Right to voicemail." I put on my slippers and slipped my hoodie over my head. I opened the window, and slowly climbed out. I ran and ran all the way to my friend Spencer's house. I knew I could trust him. I knocked on the door, and his mom opened it.
"Jessica! Are you alright? C'mon in. You cant stand in the snow all day!" she turned to the stairs and yelled, "Spencer! Wake up! Jessica's here!" she made me a cup of ho chocolate, and shakily, I walked up to his room. I opened his door, and he was sitting at his desk. He was showered and he looked fairly nice.
"Couldnt sleep?" I asked him. I figured, seeing that he was righting his novel. Thirty pages in, he said. I thought to myself,
Only you, Spencer.
"So," he said. "Whats up? Come over here, you can borrow some of my clothes."
"Really? Are you sure?"
"Yeah, I mean, were practically the same size." Spencer was small for his age. He was 5'7", and wore a shoe size of 9. almost exactly my size. I slipped into a pair of his jeans, a baggy graphic t-shirt, and a pair of white converse. We sat on his bed while I sipped on my hot chocolate. He asked me what was wrong, and i dropped the cup right onto his hard wood flooring.
"Oh, Im so sorry!"
"Dont worry about it. Accidents happen."
"Well, something just happened to me, that I cant trust anyone else with." he looked at me with concern. I knew he really cared. he said to me,
"Man, thats, well... let me clean up, then you can tell me all about it." I watched him mop up the hot chocolate, and then he sat back on the bed.
"So, whats so important?" the whole story poured out of me. My mom and I being drunk, Edward raping me. All right down to the last thing he said to me. I buried my head in the crook of his neck, allowing tears to fall on his shirt. He embraced me, not like he loved me, but like he was there for me. He took my head in his hands and said,
"Im so sorry. I dont know how you feel, but you just have to know im here for you. No matter what happens, I will be right by your side." His words made me feel better. There really was someone in this world who cared about me. Spencer's Mom drove me back home. He walked up to the door woth me, and embraced me one last time. I was sad to see him go. I opened the door, and mom imediately lashed out at me.
"Where have you been? I have been worried sick! Edward said he saw you leaving the house in nothing but your pajamas! And whose clothes are you wearing anyway?"
"Their Spencer's. I left because..." she cut me off.
"Spencer? You know i dont like that boy! What were yu doing over there anyway?" no matter how many times I tried to explain what had happened, she cut me off. This went on for about an hour. Finally, I locked myself in my room. I stayed there until it got dark. I finally went downstairs to the study. I had to get my mom to understand what happened to me. I went down and said,
"Mom? I really need to talk to you." she was writting in her journal. I could see my name in so many places. I had a feeling thats what she would be writting.
"What?" she snapped.
"Edward did something to me last night. I know he shouldnt of done it." she sounded cautious as she said,
"What did he do?" I knew she was going to get mad at me for saying this.
"Edward got me drunk last night, and, and..." I couldnt say it. It took me a few tries, but finally i blurted out,
"He raped me!" mom looked angry. She face got red and said,
"Edward is a wonderful man. He would never do something like that!" I knew we werent going to see eye to eye. I wiped away the tears that threatend to fall, and locked myself in my room. I stayed there for awhile, when I heard a voice.
"Hey beautiful." I jumped. Where did that come from?
"I said hey!" I turned to the small couch up against my window. Sitting there, was Edward. He had a bottle of wine in his hand, and a smirk on his face.
"Lets say we go again, eh?" I backed up against the wall as he stood up. He smashed his lips against mine.
Then I remembered the one thing I would ever remember from health. If someone ever tries to do something like this, kick them between the legs. He started to grab at my clothes. I pulled my leg back, and kicked him as hard as I could. He backed away in pain.
"You little bitch!" he screamed. I grabbed my phone, and climbed out the window. Running as fast as I could, I called 911. I told them everything that happened, and that I was at the gas station near the house. They sent two police cars right away. It felt good to be around the police. At least I knew they wouldnt hurt me like Edward did. We pulled up to my house, and they put Edward and my mom in the back of the other car. I could hear my mom cussing badly, her voice laced with venom. I buried my head in my hands, and cried. They then brought us back to the station for questioning. After i was checked out, it was confirmed that he had raped me. He was put in jail. They asked me if I wanted to go back to my house. I obvouisly didnt want to, so they brought me to Spencer's house. They welcomed me open arms. There I stayed for the next year and a half. Word got around at school. I lost my friends, my grades dropped, and my boyfriend dumped me. That one event, made me lose everything.
"Jessica, this is Edward. I met him at the library. C'mon! Sit down. I think your finally old enough to have your first sip of wine!" this was completely unlike my mom. She said i was never to have alcohol. But she poured me a glass anyway. I took a sip, and nearly choked.
"Its okay, it was hard for me the first time I had it too." Edward said. He had a strange smirk on his face. Mom just laughed in my face. I smelled strong alcohol on her breath, I guess Edward had gotten her drunk. I never would have guessed it would be my mom drunk with some random guy she met at the library. I drank a little more of the wine, and somehow managed to keep it down. Edward poured me some more, and we talked. After awhile, mom fell asleep. By then I had drank a lot of wine, and could barely walk. I tried to stand up, but fell right back down. If it hadnt been for Edward standing right there, i probably wouldve fallen right on my face. He lead me straight back to my bedroom. I was glad to lay down. I closed my eyes, and quickly fell asleep. When I awoke, Edward was laying on top of me. I could see the smirk on his face as he removed my clothes. I couldnt breath. I couldnt make any noise, and I could feel my heart pounding at a million miles and hour. I knew what he was doing to me. Next thing I knew, a trash can was being thrust under my nose. I remember throwing up harder than I ever had before. I was covered in sweat, and felt exhausted. I awoke the next morning feeling sore, and a little wet. I took a shower, and in nothing but my towel, walked back into my room. My head was spinning, and my stomach hurt. I walked into my room, and there was Edward sitting on my bed.
"Wheres Mom?"
"She left for work early today." he stood up and walked over to me. He kissed me, and I pulled away. He grabbed my arm and said,
"Did you enjoy last night? You really seemed to. I have the feeling you want to go again." I stared at him in shock. I knew what he did to me last night. He tried to pull me closer to him, but I pulled away and locked myself in the bathroom. I put on my clothes from the night before, and heard Edward outside the door.
"C'mon Jessica. You know you want me. You enjoyed it last night. I will have you again, you can count on that." I looked over and saw my cell phone sitting on the counter. I picked it up and dialed my mom's number. No answer.
"Damn! Right to voicemail." I put on my slippers and slipped my hoodie over my head. I opened the window, and slowly climbed out. I ran and ran all the way to my friend Spencer's house. I knew I could trust him. I knocked on the door, and his mom opened it.
"Jessica! Are you alright? C'mon in. You cant stand in the snow all day!" she turned to the stairs and yelled, "Spencer! Wake up! Jessica's here!" she made me a cup of ho chocolate, and shakily, I walked up to his room. I opened his door, and he was sitting at his desk. He was showered and he looked fairly nice.
"Couldnt sleep?" I asked him. I figured, seeing that he was righting his novel. Thirty pages in, he said. I thought to myself,
Only you, Spencer.
"So," he said. "Whats up? Come over here, you can borrow some of my clothes."
"Really? Are you sure?"
"Yeah, I mean, were practically the same size." Spencer was small for his age. He was 5'7", and wore a shoe size of 9. almost exactly my size. I slipped into a pair of his jeans, a baggy graphic t-shirt, and a pair of white converse. We sat on his bed while I sipped on my hot chocolate. He asked me what was wrong, and i dropped the cup right onto his hard wood flooring.
"Oh, Im so sorry!"
"Dont worry about it. Accidents happen."
"Well, something just happened to me, that I cant trust anyone else with." he looked at me with concern. I knew he really cared. he said to me,
"Man, thats, well... let me clean up, then you can tell me all about it." I watched him mop up the hot chocolate, and then he sat back on the bed.
"So, whats so important?" the whole story poured out of me. My mom and I being drunk, Edward raping me. All right down to the last thing he said to me. I buried my head in the crook of his neck, allowing tears to fall on his shirt. He embraced me, not like he loved me, but like he was there for me. He took my head in his hands and said,
"Im so sorry. I dont know how you feel, but you just have to know im here for you. No matter what happens, I will be right by your side." His words made me feel better. There really was someone in this world who cared about me. Spencer's Mom drove me back home. He walked up to the door woth me, and embraced me one last time. I was sad to see him go. I opened the door, and mom imediately lashed out at me.
"Where have you been? I have been worried sick! Edward said he saw you leaving the house in nothing but your pajamas! And whose clothes are you wearing anyway?"
"Their Spencer's. I left because..." she cut me off.
"Spencer? You know i dont like that boy! What were yu doing over there anyway?" no matter how many times I tried to explain what had happened, she cut me off. This went on for about an hour. Finally, I locked myself in my room. I stayed there until it got dark. I finally went downstairs to the study. I had to get my mom to understand what happened to me. I went down and said,
"Mom? I really need to talk to you." she was writting in her journal. I could see my name in so many places. I had a feeling thats what she would be writting.
"What?" she snapped.
"Edward did something to me last night. I know he shouldnt of done it." she sounded cautious as she said,
"What did he do?" I knew she was going to get mad at me for saying this.
"Edward got me drunk last night, and, and..." I couldnt say it. It took me a few tries, but finally i blurted out,
"He raped me!" mom looked angry. She face got red and said,
"Edward is a wonderful man. He would never do something like that!" I knew we werent going to see eye to eye. I wiped away the tears that threatend to fall, and locked myself in my room. I stayed there for awhile, when I heard a voice.
"Hey beautiful." I jumped. Where did that come from?
"I said hey!" I turned to the small couch up against my window. Sitting there, was Edward. He had a bottle of wine in his hand, and a smirk on his face.
"Lets say we go again, eh?" I backed up against the wall as he stood up. He smashed his lips against mine.
Then I remembered the one thing I would ever remember from health. If someone ever tries to do something like this, kick them between the legs. He started to grab at my clothes. I pulled my leg back, and kicked him as hard as I could. He backed away in pain.
"You little bitch!" he screamed. I grabbed my phone, and climbed out the window. Running as fast as I could, I called 911. I told them everything that happened, and that I was at the gas station near the house. They sent two police cars right away. It felt good to be around the police. At least I knew they wouldnt hurt me like Edward did. We pulled up to my house, and they put Edward and my mom in the back of the other car. I could hear my mom cussing badly, her voice laced with venom. I buried my head in my hands, and cried. They then brought us back to the station for questioning. After i was checked out, it was confirmed that he had raped me. He was put in jail. They asked me if I wanted to go back to my house. I obvouisly didnt want to, so they brought me to Spencer's house. They welcomed me open arms. There I stayed for the next year and a half. Word got around at school. I lost my friends, my grades dropped, and my boyfriend dumped me. That one event, made me lose everything.
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