Linka's POV (One week later)

I had to go live with Loki. I feel the closet to him. I'm pretty close to Lane too, but i felt the closet to Loki. I'm afraid that he'll look at me in a bad way. I'm just a burden to him. Mom and dad probably forced him to keep me alive and take me away from them. Tears came to my eyes but I didn't let them drop.

"Listen, this is going to be a big change for you. You will eat breakfast, lunch, and dinner. Whether you want to or not. I'm worried about you Linka," he said with concern. I just nodded. I'm feel empty. I'm sad, but not sad, i'm not happy either. I don't feel joy. All i feel is hurt. A memory popped up of Jake beating me. It went away just as it came. It still made me shake. Loki hugged me. I stopped shaking a looked up at him. My face was wet, why was it wet? It took me a while to notice I was crying. Loki started to break down in front of me. He was weeping.

"Loki?" I asked with a scared voice for i have never seen him cry.

"I-I thought i was going to loose you," he said through tears," I was scared to death when i found you. I didn't think you would make it. I should have stepped in earlier. I should have saw the signs. I want to be there for you Linka. Can you please tell me what happened to make you so hurt? I want to help, I love you more than you could imagine," he wept. I started to cry. For the first time in a long time, i felt hope. I have always looked up to Loki. I didn't like the choice i was making but i felt brave at that moment.

"Okay," I said," I'll tell you, everything. You can tell mom and dad. I'm ready to get help. It will be tough, but i'm willing to do it," i said. He gave me a small smile. We sat at his kitchen table drinking hot chocolate. He waited for me to talk. I hadn't touch my hot chocolate. Too many calories. No, don't think like that. At least drink half of it.

"I was bullied in 7th grade," I started, he looked startled from my sudden speaking," My best friends turned on me. I was called fat, whore, nobody, bitch. I didn't care up until 8th grade. A guy i had a crush on called me a fat cow that does nothing but eat slop all day. It got worse from there. I saw myself as fat. I started skipping a meal a day. Skipping one meal turned into skipping two. I only ate enough to get through a day. I started cutting to feel better. I called myself fat, slut, stupid, burden. I thought I wasn't need in this world. I got a boyfriend the beginning of summer before freshman year. It went fine for the first week. He started beating me. I told myself that I deserved it. He told me I deserved it. Chloe, popular girl, the girl who bullies me the most emotionally and physically, told me I deserved it. I cut everyday. I grew skinnier. 120 turned to 116 turned to 110 turned to 105. My goal became less and less. 85 lbs. Still wanted to hit 80. I still want to hit 80. I still feel worthless. Jake, my ex, beat me almost every time i came over.He invited me to a romantic picnic in his parents field. They own a lot of land. I wore a dress. He forced me down, unbuttoned the top half of my dress. Pulled my panties off and, he.........he," i could barely hold my sobs," he raped me. He took my virginity. It hurt. It was the worst pain i have ever gone through. He wasn't gentle. He made me bleed. He bruised me. I called you to pick me up that night. He didn't stop there. He would rape me every time i was with him alone. One time I tried to fight back and he nearly knocked me out. He dumped me before freshman year. Chloe was worse to me when I started school. I started skipping to get away from it all. Chloe wrote me a note telling me to die, that nobody loved me, not even my own brothers. Jake wrote me a note basically calling me ugly. I decided to kill myself. I planned every detail. I didn't think you would be home early. I wrote sticky notes the night before. Skipped school. Wrote my note. Went home early. I went to my room placing the sticky notes. Went to the bathroom and downed the pills. I cut my arm. It hurt, but then i didn't feel it. I heard you. You broke the door. I asked you to let me die. You said something, i couldn't hear it. You were freaking out. I coughed up blood then passed out not to long after. I keep getting flashbacks of Jake raping me. I feel like he's actually there. I feel the pain. When I snap out of them, I'm either trying to kill myself or i'm harming myself in some way. I just want this to end. I want to feel happy again," I said. I cried a lot. Loki hugged me hard. He was crying too.

"I'll get you some help. I care about you so much. So does Loni, Luke, lane, Lynn, Lars, Leif, Lexx, Levi, Leon, Mom, Dad, Pop-pop, other people in the family, our animals. We all love you and care about you. We will get you help." Loki said determined. I nodded with a genuine smile on my face. I hugged him.

"Thanks Loki," I smiled and cried tears of joy.

Loki's POV

This is worse than I thought. I think she might have PTSD. She defiantly has depression. I recorded the conversation for mom and dad. She knows i did it. She's fine with it. How will we help her?