Missy's POV

What is happening to Dezarae? First, I'm bawling my eyes out. Second, we are doing just fine. Finally, we are here and Dez is freaking out.

I tired looking over her shoulder to see what the text wrote but she kept on shying away.

"You can trust me. You know that, right?" I asked timidly.

"I know I can trust you. That's what is so great about you. It's just that if I told you, bad things would happen to me, you, and someone from San Diego. " That was all she said.

"I'm so sorry. Is there anything, anything at all just let me know."

"You know what, just leave me alone! I didn't ask for your help."

With that, she stormed out of the bathroom. Where is she going? Should I follow her?

"Wait! Dezarae!-"

"NO! Just leave me the hell ALONE!!!!"

I don't know where she went. I don't know if she stormed off school grounds or what, but I'm pretty scared. I don't know what I should do.

"Oh look guys, it's the lonely little troll."

Jenna freaking DuVall.

"I-i-I'm not a troll. Listen here you little two-faced Bitch. I'm not taking crap from you or one else! Do you got that. You are nothing but a whore and a slut."

"So, Troll has fighting words? Let's see if you can hold your own in a fight."

With that, Jenna punched me. Not very hard so I came back pretty quickly. As soon as I touched her, Jenna basically broke into a million little pieces.

It was funny because as soon as Jenna's friends saw what I did to Jenna, they fled.

As soon as I knew that the cost was clear, I booked it for my car. For the next couple of hours, I just spent driving around knowing what's going to happen as soon as I walk through my door,

My uncle, he will come on to me. He's not really my uncle though. He's my dad's best friend. My dad, will beat me. The only time this doesn't happen is when my dad is sober and decides that he loves me.

I don't think he does though.

My uncle only likes me for my body. I hate my life. Maybe the scars will eventually go away. I doubt it though.

You are probably wondering, why do you have a car if your dad hates you? The answer is, my mom bought it. A year or so ago, she died. I still cry at night sometimes because of it. I really need help.

Author's Note:
Sorry if this sucked. Where I am it's one A.M. and I'm pretty tired. Also, the movie Mean Girls with Tina Fey and Lindsay Lohan was on my living room television screen. So yeah, slight distractions. Well, hoped you like chapter 7: What? Night night(: