~Elliot~

Faith looks at me, hurt. I sigh and start to explain.

"You remember that night when I had a panic attack? You snuck me in your room? This person texted me about how Sarah was a slut and that triggered me.
"After that I got a couple of messages asking to stay away from 'her', but I didn't understand who exactly they were talking about.
"I even got this photo of a naked girl, I think. I didn't really look at it, but the girl had red highlights...
"Anyway, I blocked the account and another account started texting me, as you can see. I'm guessing that person they asked me to stay away from is you."

Faith is shifting uncomfortably in front of me, clueless on what to say.

I unblock the other account and show Faith the messages, excluding the picture that I had already deleted.

Then I proceed to show Faith the posts of trees on the account and her eyes widen.

"Eli. This is my backyard. All these pictures are taken around my house."

"Okay, but that doesn't explain who the naked girl was."

I look into her eyes, searching for an answer, but she looks away.

"Faith, who was that naked girl?"

She looks back at me with even more tears and her eyes, visibly struggling to hold back a sob. I take her hands and hold them in mine, gently reassuring her, as I put the pieces together. All I can ask is,

"How did this happen?"

○●○

"Farah, what is in this punch? Mom will literally murder me if I'm drunk", I slur my words, speaking slowly.

"Liquid gold", she replies nonchalantly.

"Please don't tell me that's a drug."

"It is. It's really potent and cheap, I got it from my cousin Dave..."

I don't hear the rest because I simply can't. Instead, I stare at the green and red squiggles in the air above me.

"....Daveyyyyy....she's knocked out, fuck....take her upstairs safely, or else someone might take advantage of her...."

I fall asleep.

●○●

"I was only fourteen. I could only guess what had happened. I will never know the entirety.
"I was pregnant. My mother was the one who took me to the doctor, the one who helped me, saved me.
"She never told Dad, but I never told her what actually happened. Maybe I did consent to it. I just don't remember. And that's what haunts me the most.
"Well, she passed away a few months later. It was one of the lowest points of my life, but I pushed through, because my Dad needed me. So yeah. That's what happened then. I think."

I look at her, speechless. I feel my heart shatter, piece by piece.

She was a little girl, bruised and used by some fucking cunt who got a kick out of raping passed out young girls.
How dare he.
How dare he.
How dare he.

Faith clasps my hands and pulls me against the tree, and she wraps herself in my arms, as little teardrops fall from her eyes. She sobs quietly against my chest and I grip her tighter, as if she'd slip through if I didn't hold on. Again, a ping breaks me from my trance.

Faithful_lover

Hey

Heads up

I can hear you

And watch you

That's how fucking vulnerable
you are

Let her go before I break
you apart to get her

Faith reads along with me, lost in thought. Then she pulls her phone out and takes out the back cover and battery. She shakes her phone, and there it is.

A bug.

She crushes it with her foot and reassembles her phone.

She stares at nothing and particular and shouts, "No more. NO FUCKING MORE."

I stand up with her and put my hand on her shoulder.

No fucking more.

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