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    On My Own – (Chapter: Chapter 7 "He's Back")

     

    "It’s not her fault Mads, she was probably forced to go there" I tried to comfort her.

     

    "Don’t call me that, only she could call me that" I must of hit the wrong nerve because she snapped at me so quick I couldn’t think straight. "We were friends since we were 5"

     

    "What did she tell you online?" I asked her trying to get to know her side of the story instead of Madison’s half only.

     

    "She said she’s sorry and blah blah blah, but we all know why she did it" I gave her a confused look.

     

    "Why?" I asked her to get her to spill.

     

    "Because her Mom supposedly hates me and didn’t want her hanging with me anymore" She explained and I got up.

     

    "Look I should give you time to be alone, I’m only making things worse" I then got my purse but right when I was about to leave she grabbed my hand.

     

    "Please don’t leave Ash, I’m sorry I snapped I’m just under a lot" She told me innocently.

     

    "It’s ok" And with that I spent the hole Friday night comforting an angry and emotional Madison, which I must admit the only reason I had stayed was because I knew from then on I’d be the only person to love her.

     

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    I got home and my Mom for once greeted me, she must have a new man in the house or something because she’s never this way.

     

    "Guess what" She slurred out kind of tipsy.

     

    "What?" I asked her putting on a fake smile.

     

    "Wipe that god damn smile off your face" I did as I was told, not because she told me to but because the way she said it got me frowning automatically. "Kevin is back!"

     

    It was him appearing from the stairway, the man who raped me when I first came out…from the day it happened I locked myself back up in that closet and never came out for anyone again, that face I could never seem to get out of my head when anyone touched me, he was right there in my hallway grinning ear to ear because he knew the damage he left me and knew that even if the scars were invisible, they would never heal…

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