Suffer In Silence

*Dakota's POV*

I turn away and walk silently into the room, shuddering when I hear the door close behind me... Suddenly he's behind me, sucking on my neck and feeling me up... I'm gonna have to cover those hickeys tomorrow damnit... before long he grows impatient, picking me up and throwing me onto the bed, I wimper in fear of what's going to happen next. He runs his hands all over my body, licking his lips, the sick fuck. "You know I don't like it when you harm your perfect body Tink, uh uh, don't worry, I won't tell, but you know this means I'm going to clean and dress every one of them myself, won't that be so intimate?" he asks, oh, I forgot to mention, the fucker is smitten with me, so he comes up with excuses to 'fire' dad constantly...

In a split second, his eyes go dark, indicating the time for talking is over, the next thing I know he's pulling my clothes off, I try to scream but he silences me with a violent kiss. I start crying and continue to struggle, trying to prevent what I know very well is going to happen. He pins my arms above my head and slams himself into me, I scream in pain, he moans in pleasure. "Aaaaahhhhhh Tinka baby...." he moans out, using his special nickname he gave me when I was only 10 for fucks sake, because I went to a Christmas work party with dad, mum and Carrie, dressed as Tinkerbell. He begins to pound into me rhythmaticly, making me moan as the waves of pleasure get more and more intense.

I fucking hate myself so much for this, I hate that it feels so good, what the fuck is wrong with me?. I cry harder, still trying to struggle but failing miserably. It's not long before his thrusting starts to become wild as he rides out his orgasm, he screams out "cum for me Tink! Oh god!" and bites my neck hard, causing me to scream in pain and pleasure, as I, too, have my orgasm... A whore, that's all I am, a filthy whore....

****Time Lapse****

School... It's so hard to see how these kids are just walking around, look at them, chatting away, happy... I just can't see the point in all this... or the point in anything really... The world seems to be moving in slow motion, it has been ever since... I clamp a hand over my mouth and run to the girls toilets, the second I'm in a locked stall I throw up violently. I collapse on the floor of the stall and shakingly pull out my ipod. Just a few... to take the pain away...

I take out my razor from under my ipods skin, and begin the first slice, a deep, long one. Soon that cut is followed by many more... I now have 14 new cuts on my right thigh... I sigh and wait for the bleeding to stop, then clean up and head over to where Sandra and the others are. On the way I slowly transform myself until I seem perfectly ok. The second I see them I plaster a fake smile on my face and head over, plopping down next to Sandra. "Sorry I'm late, I was so hungry that I wolfed my food down before I even got here!", they laugh, relief settles over me, they bought it, thank god....

*Jinxx's POV*

Koda is acting weird... I mean she's acting the same as before, but somehow I don't buy it... then it clicks, she must have to do this all the time, that would explain why she seems so normal, even though I can see that she's crumbling inside...

*****Time Lapse****

It's second lunch, I've spotted Koda so I'm rushing over to catch her before she gets to our table, I need to talk to her. Once I reach her I take her over to a secluded area far from prying eyes and ears.... "Koda... what's wrong? and don't tell me it's nothing, I see through your act, somethings up, please tell me, ill try my best to help you I promise, even if all you need is someone to listen and a shoulder to cry on...", the second my little speech is over, she breaks down and cries so brokenly, it tears my heart to fucking pieces.

We sink to the ground together, I hug her so tight that it feels like her tiny little body could break... wait... shit I never noticed how thin she is! I feel like I'm hugging a fucking 3 year old!. Tears spring to my eyes, I don't care what it takes, I'm going to help her and protect her, I look down at the broken girl sobbing in my arms. A deep sadness washing over me, I hug her tighter and kiss the top of her head. "It's ok, I've got you..." I say soothingly...

Notes

Well there's chapter 7 part 2, or chapter 8 however you'd like to think of it, im so fucking sorry about the sexual violence in it, all I can say is it was nessesary for the story, and I guess I'm just a sadistic bitch, I want her to feel more pain than I ever felt, go through worse things than I've ever been through, but she will come out the other side, I won't say if it will be stronger, or weaker, because that would kind of give it away, I guess you'll have to keep reading to find out...

ch. Title credit: The Pretty Reckless - Make Me Wanna Die