Clare's POV:

I stared blankly out the window, searching for a distraction to take my mind off the vulgar sounds coming from my moms bedroom. I know I should be used to this by now, but I still felt guilty for what I did to her… what I'm still doing to her. She had to throw all of her christen values in the trash ,so she could keep food on the table for me. She did her best when it came to her "job" but some of her clients just weren't satisfied enough and only gave her little to no money… that's why I stayed so thin.

The sounds began to rise and I could hear my mom whimper an innocent moan. UGH! Why do we have to have paper thin walls! I rose to my feet and scooped up my medium sized backpack in one quick motion. I didn't bother to check my mirror. I could already picture my wild red curls hanging at the end of my cheeks, my slim pale body that looked uneven with my breast's and my butt poking out, and then my pale blue eyes filled with worry and impatience to get out of this so called home. I ran through our small trailer covering my ears then bounded down our steps, and onto the abandoned street. I glanced at my clock: 2:37 a.m, this was about the right time I always left our house to escape my nightmare of a reality.

I walked what seemed like at least two miles from my own little hell, my feet ached for relief of pressure. I was about to stop and rest until my ears twitched at the sound of footsteps. Clonk…clonk…clonk. The curiosity rang in my ears, just itching to turn around and see who else came to escape… but also came fear, fear that I ignored.

I slightly turned around to see a young man with dark short hair with a gray hoodie that hid his face. I sped up with anxiety as the man also increased his pace. I was beginning to feel fear creep up on me ,so I ran. I ran as fast as my weak body would take me. I turned into an ally hoping to come out on a more crowded street but instead came to find a dead end. I gasp as I spun around to see the man gawking at me, eying me dangerously at my mid section and my chest. A smirk crept up on his lips.

"W-Who are you?" I asked with as much demand as possible.

He took a step towards me, I answered with a step towards the ally wall.

"Just someone who has had a rough night and really needs to relax." His smirk dawned on me as soon as I realized what he wanted to do to me.

"SOMEBODY HE-" my screams were cut off by his dry hand holding my mouth tightly. He gently stroked my cheek while telling to relax then stroked his hand all the way down my black lace cardigan and all the way up my red skirt and in between my legs. I trembled at his touch, just waiting for my tears to boil over. I did not want to be like my mom.

He forcefully walked me over to a deep concrete ditch and threw me in. I landed in an awkward position with my face left in blood from my busted lip. The man then pinned me down on the hard cold floor and began to untie my shirt. I struggled with all my might to kick, scream, throw any kind of punches I could to this shameless man, but it was no use. I collapsed in defeat letting him strip my panties off and go inside me. I screamed at the unbearable pain I was feeling in my core. How did my mom do this? This is terrible! His thrusting only worsened the pain. I kept screaming hoping someone would hear me…

Eli's POV:

I stared down the street walking robotically to the wine and liquor store just one block from my house. Why did bull frog have to have his precious beer in the early morning! I have school today! I'll probly sleep through all my classes AGAIN! I swear I'm gonna kill him when I get home!

" Help!" I froze at the sound of a feminine voice… did someone just call for help.

"Hello?" my hello was answered back with a muffled scream. Okay now I know someone really does need help. I snapped my head every way possible but I saw no one. I must be hearing things. I began walking down the isolated street again until a pain filled shriek pierced my ears. I started running towards the sound witch lead me to a dark ally. I called out again for the endangered voice and was answered back with a whimper. I must be close. I grabbed my phone from my pocket and shinned a light down the space until I came to a opening in the concrete. I peered my weak light down into the hole and gasp at what I saw. There was one of best friend's, Fitz, naked, on top of a innocent girl. She was pinned down without any cloths on and Fitz appeared to be raping her!

"Get off of her you bastard!" I jumped down on fitz and fought him till he was on his back. I veered back my fist and punched him so hard he was knocked out immediately. I stood up and spun around to see the girl crying hysterically up against the cornered wall of concrete.

Clare's POV:

I glared at the teenage boy that just helped me. I know I shouldn't feel this way about my rescuer but he looks about sixteen or seventeen, and I'm still naked. I moved my hands over my chest and in between my legs. He quickly took off his jacket and covered me. I was in too much fear to realize how cold I was.

"Are you ok?" His voice was kind and filled with concern. I felt a sob in the pit of my stomach start to rise in my throat and out my mouth.

"He r-raped me!" I copied my thoughts. The boy slowly moved toward my cloths and handed them to me.

"It's over now, your safe with me." He consoled me as I put my pieces of clothing one by one.

" If you live nearby I can walk you home." crap my house was at least two miles away and I was in no shape to walk right now… I stared down at my red skirt that hid the blood that gushed. I gave out a little wine trying to tell the boy that I'm hurt. He soon picked up on the hint and gasp.

"We need to get you to the hospital!" The boy scooped me in his arms and started running down the street. His black hair clashed with his emerald eyes in the darkness. I pressed my face into his arm and began crying softly, not knowing if I was going to bleed out or what. I've heard all kind of story's about how other girls have bled out from their vaginal parts but I just never thought that could happen to me. My eye's felt really heavy and I couldn't help but to give in. The next thing I saw was the boy's face surrounded by darkness as I blacked out.