I have to go to the store to get a few things. On the way, Pacifica and Jack found me. I tried to walk in the opposite direction, but they caught me.

"Hi, Mabel," Jack whispered in my ear.

"She's such a slut," Pacifica laughed. I couldn't speak as he dragged me in the woods. I fought, but he just ended up punching me in the stomach. I stopped fighting. He pulled off my clothes and got prepared in less than a minute. He raped me. I couldn't stop it. He covered my mouth. I couldn't do anything. After he was done. He just left. He didn't even throw my clothes at me. I have bruises from him being rough. I have a big bruise where he punched me. I slowly put back on my clothes and went home.

"Hi, Mabel. Did you-" I walked off before Grunkle Stan could finish his sentence. I went upstairs and went to my bed. I curled up into a ball and cried. Grunkle Stan came in and sat on my bed. 

"What's wrong, kid?" he asked in a concerning voice.

"I-I," it was hard to form words," H-he got m-me." Grunkle stand took a moment to think and then his eyes widened. I lifted my shirt to show off my bruised belly.

"Who is this 'he'?" he asked me.

"Jack Dylan," I said. That name felt terrible in my mouth. I hate saying his name or even thinking about it. It feels wrong.

"I'm taking you to the hospital, we are getting DNA evidence to prove what's he's done and then we are taking him to court," Grunkle Stan said. I nodded. I got in the car and we headed to the hospital. Grunkle Stan called in advance so we were able to go straight to a room. They gave me an exam and used every DNA sample they could find. They called the cops and confirmed that they had enough evidence that there could be a trial. This made me smile and we went home. I took a shower and fell asleep.