Hi this will be the last flashback chapter of Stephanie's pov and this chapter is kinda long so enjoy

Stephanie's pov

I sat on the edge of the bed with tears streaming down my face. "Shut up, people are still asleep." Nick growled as he got out of the bed.

"If you tell anyone about this, I will literally murder you before your mom does since she's always beating the crap out of you." Nick said.

My eyes widened in disbelief. I cocked my face sharply to face him. "H-how do you know about my mother?" I asked.

Nick laughed. "I have my ways. But I'm dead serious. I will kill you and nobody will know it was me. I will have my men @help me hide your damn body, am I clear?" He stated sternly.

"Men?" I whispered. Nick laughed again, titling his head back. "I am the leader of one of the most dangerous mafia's in the world. Now shut up and leave. Now." He said coldly.

I did as I was told and walked home.

I opened the door and shut it quietly closed it behind me and tried to be as quiet as I can as I tiptoed up the stairs. A light flickered on and I stopped swiftly in my tracks.

"Where the fuck have you been?!" My mother shouted. "I'm sorry- I mean I'm- I was at a friend's house." I said as I shiver ran down my spine.

"You have friends?" My mom laughed. Ouch. "Go to your room now. I don't need to see your ugly face." She waved her hand away in disgust as she walked back to her bedroom. Heartless bitch.

I walked back up the stairs as I heard my mom stop dead in her tracks. "What the fuck did you call me?!" She shouted angrily.

Oh shit did I say that out loud?

My mother rushed to me and slapped me hard. I winced at the pain as a yelp escaped my mouth. "How dare you call me that?!" She shouted as she slapped me again. I collapsed onto the ground defeated. She grabbed me by my hair, picking up off the ground, and threw me onto the ground again.

I suddenly hit my head against one of steps, causing me to slip down the stairs. My mother walked past me down the stairs and kicked my ribs as she went by. I moaned in pain as tears flowed down my cheeks.

I lie on the floor, curled up in a ball and cried until my mother was fast asleep. I slowly walked upstairs with a limp.

I walked into my room and immediately took a shower. I scrubbed every inch of my body, but no matter how hard I scrubbed, nothing could erase what had happened.

I stayed in the shower for hours, crying and scrubbing.

I stepped out of the shower and wrapped a towel around my body. I got dressed and layed in bed, staring up at the ceiling.

I cried myself to sleep. I didn't picture myself losing my virginity to my best friend's drunk, crazy boyfriend. And I definitely did not think I was going to be raped for God's sake.

Even the word itself is disgusting.

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Weeks went by, I didn't dare mention what Nick had done to me. He broke me. He broke me even worse, should I say.

Camryn had caught Nick cheating on her with Marilynn, which was somewhat good news. About them breaking up, of course.

Nick suddenly came up to me one day. "You're coming with me to Bendo tonight." He said. "No." I replied.

"It was a fucking question." He grunted as he slammed is his onto a locker. I jumped back, startled. "Because if you don't," he inched closer to me. "My men are always prepared." He whispered. I swallowed the lump in my throat and nodded shyly.

"Why me?" I asked shyly. "Because I need a hot girl to come with me." He said. My eyes started to water, but I wasn't going to cry right now.

"Why did you do that to me?" I asked suddenly. He stepped back, a shock expression spread across his pale face. "We don't talk about this." He cleared his throat.

"I'm still confused on why I have to go." I stated quietly. "It's for a mission. Just pretend to be my girlfriend, simple." He replied.

"No. It's not simple. I was a virgin before what you did to me. I'm sorry I wasn't the slut you thought I was. I'm sorry that Cam trusted you. You're a perverted bastard." I whispered the last part. I suddenly felt a tear slip down my cheek swiftly.

"You're coming with me." He growled as he grabbed hold of my arm and took me outside to his car. He pushed me inside, causing me stumble into the car.

"Please don't hurt me. I'm begging you." I whispered desperately. Tears suddenly started to rush down my cheeks. He laughed and turned back to me as he sat in the driver's seat. "Don't worry princess. Just do what I say." He whispered.

I slouched down in the seat.

A couple minutes later, we came to an abrupt stop, causing me to hit me head on the seat in front of me.

"Nick what the hell?!" I shouted as I rubbed my temples, trying to make the throbbing pain go away.

"Shut up." He groaned as he stepped out of the car. I followed behind him nervously. He suddenly came together with a group of f'riends'.

He threw his arm around my shoulder, which made me cringe. "We have to look like an actual couple for these idiots." He whispered to me. I nodded shyly.

We stepped inside and sat at a booth. "I'm gonna get a drink." Nick groaned. I sat alone with the group of drunk, perverted teens.

Nick was pretty wasted too. He got a drink as he walked towards my direction when he came to a stop, locking eyes with someone.

He talked to them for a while, which was bothering me bevause I, surprisingly, just wanted to go home.

"Nick when-" I groaned as I walked up to him, stopping dead in my tracks and saw who he was speaking with.

"S-Stephanie?" Camryn whispered. "Camryn I-" I tried to explain. She slammed her fist onto the table, making me flinch, and walked towards me until she was inches away from my face. "Forget it." She hissed.

My eyes started to water. I felt pathetic. I looked at Camryn and Aaron, who rolled their eyes at me.

No, I lost the two people I care about most.

I sobbed silently and ran passed the group surrounding us and when outside.

*Now/ Present time*

I sit on my bed as I glared at the clock. It was two in the morning, and I had been glaring at my clock for three hours, trying to decide if I should end my life or not.

I glanced at my wrist, blood ran down the sides as red lines and scars flashed across them. I sighed and looked back at the clock. I finally got up and looked through my closet.

A specific something caught my eye. A rope. I looked at it for a good five minutes.

And grabbed it.

I looked out my window off the second floor. I looked up at the glistening stars and city lights. I opened my window and the cold wind flew in. I leaned over, enough to see the ground from where I was standing. I bit my bottom lip nervously.

I sat on my bed and came up with a billion reasons why this was a good idea. It's not like anyone would care, right? Everyone hates me anyways. My mother abuses me, I was raped, my two best friends see me as nothing but a memory.

I stood up and walked towards my window. I tied the rope tightly around something above the outside of my window.

Before I even knew it, I wrapped the rope around my neck. I looked down at the ground outside.

"Goodbye." I whispered as tears streamed down my face. I climbed out the window and hanged there until I could no longer breathe.

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Guys I'm crying.

I'm sorry if this was too graphic for any of you. If you are going through depression, just remember there is always someone there for you to care about you. ❤

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