Four or Dead by G O A

Chapter 4

Freshman year

Dad had his friends over last night and they told me everything they wanted to do to me whenever they had me alone. They said that it would be our secret. My father didn’t let them take everything because he planned on saving me for just the right opportunity. I could still feel their hands all over me the following morning as I dressed for my first day of high school.

Middle school hadn’t been so bad, and I even made a friend my last year there, and I couldn’t wait to see him. He had been so nice to me my whole last year of middle school and we had become inseparable. I quietly went downstairs and thankfully dad was nowhere in sight, so I was able to slip out easily. A car waited for me at the end of my driveway, and I smiled as one of the most handsome faces smiled back at me.

As close as we were I admit I had a bit of a crush on my friend, how could I not? The summer break had been time enough for both of us to mature a bit more. He had obviously bulked up and my own form had rounded out a bit more even though I was still as slim as ever.

“Hey, you!” He said as I opened the door and climbed in.

He was dressed differently today. He was sporting dark wash jeans and a black t-shirt. I was impressed but a little confused because he didn’t usually wear such dark colors, but I brushed it off. We drove to school listening to music blasting from the radio and I felt peaceful for the first time in weeks. I hadn’t seen him in person for about a month as I healed from some pretty serious wounds. I didn’t want him to see me like that, so we spoke over the phone mostly.

Our school came into view and he parked alongside a dark-colored sports car that three guys were standing beside. I looked each of them over and noticed they were dressed similarly to Leo and they dipped their heads at him.

“Do you know them?” I asked him.

“Yeah! We met at the garage I worked at over the summer. They’re cool guys.” He says turning the car off and opening his door to climb out.

I followed suit and stood next to my door as I watched him greet his friends. One of them glanced over at me and smirked.

“So, Leo is that your girl?” One of them asked.

Leo looked at me and swallowed. “Nah.”

hurt. It wasn’t what he said

the other guys leaning against the car. “So, since you aren’t Leo’s girl maybe me and you

hand skimmed my arm softly as he moved his

eat.” He whispered into my ear and my heart

sent panic through me as memories of those men touching me rushed into my mind. My

“What

burned her Logan.” Someone said teasingly but Logan looked

are not worth my time.”

what was going on. I stepped back further and walked away and toward the front steps of the school. Hot tears fell from my eyes as I walked down the

shut me out and started to even laugh at some of the remarks from other guys. As weeks passed, he started to even join in on some of their pranks. The only friend I had turned into my worst

boys preferred verbal torment and left the more physical acts to the girls. One day in the girl’s locker room they saw all of my scars and held me down and used a permanent marker

I stepped into the assistant principal’s office, I knew I was screwed. I recognized him from the many parties I attended with my father, and the smile he gave me sent shivers of fear down my spine. He hadn’t been one of the men who came into my room, but I recall my father offering it to him

me. He gave me a sympathetic nod and walked around his desk to sit beside me. He

a better idea of what we are dealing with. Otherwise,

his touch but then his other hand gripped my hip tightly. I knew then that I had made a big mistake. When I suddenly felt his breath along my upper back though I started to feel nauseous. He took

could go any further though someone opened the door and the principal looked back at the same time as I did. Leo stood in the doorway in shock, and I quickly pulled my shirt down and shot to my feet. He stepped aside and

as a friend had told everyone what he saw. Everyone watched and whispered about me for weeks and the rumor grew

day and threw me against the wall calling me every name in the book. He told me that only he could give me permission on who to be with and I would be sorry for going behind his back. He covered my stomach and back in bruises that day and I

the closet I slept in for a whole weekend with one bottle of water a day and all the schoolwork I had missed. I was also given my usual bucket to use the bathroom in and no food.

Hugry. And pain…

Present…