Broken Minds Fix Broken Hearts

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Chapter Two

“Addi, can you come here? I need your help with this seating plan.” My mum called from downstairs, I headed down to help her.

We talked and laughed about who should sit where. Thankfully, my mum and I so close that she agrees with most of my choices. She asked me to help her with this table group idea, she has five table groups, I’m on table four. I’m actually kind of excited for my next English and history class which is on Monday.

I headed upstairs and shot Kyle a quick text double checking times for Sunday, before I went and jumped in the shower. He and I texted for a little bit that night, getting to know each other and what not. Kyle seemed really sweet and genuine, so I’m sure this isn’t a prank.

Sunday:

I got ready and did my hair, makeup and wore a relatively nice outfit. I did two braids and tied them together at the back of my head creating a half up half down look, I curled the ends of them as well. I wore a light, grey, cropped singlet top, and I paired it with my light washed ripped denim jeans and white converse. Kyle was the hottest guy like, ever, and I wanted to make a good impression.

“hey sweetie, are you heading out on your date?” My mum asked with a cute look in her eyes.

“yeah, I’m catching the bus so I got to go.” I said as I walked out the door. When I arrived, I sat down at a table outside?

5, 10, 15, 20 minutes go by and nothing.

‘hey sorry I’m running late I’ll be there soon -Kyle’

1 whole hour goes by, that’s it he’s not coming.

‘Hey I’m sorry but I’m leaving. You’re definitely not showing up.’

As I’m leaving, I turn a corner.

“hey hottie.” A creep calls out.

I continue walking. My anxiety starts to kick in. My legs move faster and faster, it turns into a fast walk. Suddenly my breathing is out of control, I have to stop. I turn another corner only to see black, I’m being pulled. Pain suddenly crashes through the back of my head. I don’t know what happened but soon I wake up and my clothes are gone. Bruises are all over my body. My hands and ankles are tied to a bed, I’m freaking out.

A dark figure approaches me. His hair was covering most of his face, he had broad shoulders and his biceps were large. He was way stronger than me, it was obvious that I wasn’t going anywhere until he let me go.

“Hey hottie.” His familiar voice said to me.

I tried so hard not to cry. I knew what was going to happen. I started counting, and I was there for at least 2 hours.

“Alright. I’m going to let you go.” His voice told me.

“Can I go home?” I questioned him. He nodded.

“Are you walking?” his voice inquisitive.

I nodded and he untied me, I noticed I had a cut on my stomach, bleeding. He dressed the cut. As I walked to the bus stop, I felt crushed. I hated this feeling, I felt used, I felt like a toy. I was raped and I couldn’t tell anyone. Who would believe me?

Monday:

I heard Kyle and his mates laughing as I walked past. Of course, it was a prank, why would anyone want to go out with me? I’m just some weirdo who lost her sister to suicide and hasn’t seen her dad since. I couldn’t get a date to save my life. I walked over to my locker where Ally already was. I felt the stares of Kyle and his friends but ignored them.

“Hey gorgeous, are you okay?” Ally asked me.

I just shook my head looking towards the ground, I felt her arms pull me in. I felt disgusting, I had to tell her. She pulled back.

“What’s up? How did your date go?” she questioned me.

“He didn’t show. But something happened on the way home.” I was trying so hard not to cry.

“What? Addi?” I could see the fear in her eyes.

“I. I. I was.” I took a deep breath; this was really hard.

“I was raped” I kind of whispered it.

I couldn’t hold back anymore the tears started to just fall.

“Addi. I’m so sorry.” She pulled me into another hug.

School seemed to be torture. In health the teacher kept going on about consent, and that really hurt. I tried to hold back; it was really freaking hard. I felt used and worthless, why bother trying anymore? Lunch wasn’t any better I still felt the same. I headed for English. I walked to my mum’s office and knocked on the door.

“Hey Miss R, can I talk to you in private?” It was time to tell my mum.

“Yes of course.” She nodded for me to sit down. I told her everything. The whole story of Sunday. Tears welled up in both of our eyes.

“Addi, I’m so sorry. But why didn’t you come to me?”

“I’m sorry, I was scared.” She pulled me into a hug.

“Why don’t you stay here for English and history, I’ll get ally to come here.” She half asked me as she got up from her seat. I nodded.

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