In a small town called Island Falls and it's in Maine. There is a girl she is 14 years old, she wasn't liked very much by anyone in her school no one really understood her. Her parents split up and her mom died shortly after. She lived with her dad and because the divorce wasn't his fault and he still loved her he turned into an alcoholic. He had a lot of anger and pent up rage and he took it out on Andy (the 14 year old.)
Andy was at home studying for a test before having to rush to school and her dad was downstairs getting ready for work. She rushed out of the door before her father could come get her. She walked through the doors into the school and the prep girls walked up to her like always, “Wow what the fuck? You are so effing ugly god.” One girl said. She just rolled her eyes and walked past them, isn’t like she had the time. Andy put her books in the locker and ran to her first period class, before she got another detention.
After the whole day of ridicule from the class and every other person in the school. Andy went home and threw her things on the bed, grabbing her mp3 player hoping to run out of the house before her dad could come and get her. As she zipped up her sweat shirt, her dad walked through the front door drunk as usual. “Where do you think your going??” he said. She looked at him with her giant scared eyes. “Um I was going to go out for a little...” She stuttered. She tried to get past him gently and he pushed her onto her butt. “Did I say you could go?” he said as if he were in charge. “Well um no, but my teacher said I need to study nature and its beauties.” She didn't even attempt to get up out of fear that he would hurt her more.
He walked away and she got up and ran out. She made it to the park that was in town, she sat on one of the benches and started blasted her music in her ears. She watched people that walked by, until someone caught her eye. A little ways away from the bench she was sitting at was a boy. He had black shoulder length hair that he had to flip out of his face every few moments. He was reading a book while sitting on the ground. She walked over to him and tapped his shoulder, he looked up with a shy, but polite look. “Hi....” She stood there hoping she wouldn't get rejected. “Hello.” He said smiling a little bit.
“I'm Andy... Are you new around here I've never seen you before?” She asked sweetly. He book marked his book and shut it. He turned to see her better, “Yeah. I just moved here two days ago, from California.” She looked at him and sat down on the grass next to him. Her shoulder was showing and it had a giant cut on it. “What happened to your arm?” He asked. She only looked over and covered it up. She didn't want to tell him that, that was where dad threw broken glass at her. “Um, you know I like going in the woods.. I kinda scratched my arm on a branch.” She covered it back up and than changed the subject fast. “So I still haven't heard your name.” He looked at her and smiled a little bit bigger. “It's Bryce.”
They talked for awhile until her father called her. “Hello.”
“Hey where are you?!?! It doesn't take that long to look at trees!! And I need you to make me and Will some f*cking food!” He said. She hung up and told Bryce she had to go. She completely hated it when Will was over because he always tried to rape her. She walked through the door and the two were sitting at the table. “There you are bitch! Make some food NOW!!” Her dad yelled at her, while Will was looked her over. “Okay...” She made some food, but dad didn't like it and he threw the plate at her, she dodged it and it broke when it hit the wall.
“CLEAN THAT UP!” He yelled, She went upstairs to the bathroom to get some towels. Will came up and shut the bathroom door behind him. “Hello Andrew.” He said in a voice that scared her always had. “Please Will.. I don't have time.” She pleaded. He slapped her across the face, “Don't talk back to me you little slut!” He demanded. Her
nose began to bleed as he got close she kicked him between the legs. As he fell to the ground she ran out of the house not caring about what her dad had to say. She didn't know where to go and she was scared to go back in there. She ran and sat up at the school doors they where push and not pull doors. As she leaned up against it, she fell into the building. “They forgot to lock it... hm what a shock.” she said to herself and shrugged it away.
She was very cautious while walking through the school. she stopped when she heard a little noise, “Um....Hello?” She said only a little scared. She walked into the nearest open classroom door, it squeaked a little as she pushed it. She turned on the lights to see Bryce sitting there slitting his wrists. “Bryce?” Andy questioned, he was looking at her with a little fright in his eyes. “Um... It isn't what it looks like.” He said, there was a tear in his eye from crying. “Oh. Don't worry I understand.. but why are you?” She asked him calmly. “My parents hate me and want me to die, so might as well speed up the process.” He told her. She went and sat next to him, sliding her sleeves up showing her arms. There was a huge slit going down the middle of each arm and up past the elbow a bunch going across.
“I know what it's like..” She explained to him, she looked into his eyes her hands slowly reaching over for the razor blade. “.... But there are different ways to deal with your problems.” He slowly let the razor blade go into her grasp. His eyes began to water a little bit, “But I don't know what to do. I just want to die.” He said and a tear dropped onto her chest. She looked at him seeing the pain in his eyes, “I don't want you to die. Your my only friend I have and if you died I would have no reason for life to go on... Just remember I'm always here for you and when you feel like you want to commit suicide just keep this in mind.... I will with you and I love you more than I've ever loved anything.” She was being totally honest. Even though she hadn't known him very long she never really loved anything before.
They just sat there slowly they lied back and she fell asleep on his chest, when they woke up it was around 1 in the mourning. “Oh Shit I seriously have to go! We both do.” She said rushing out, when her fingers hit the door they left a blood mark from where she had clenched the razor blade in her hand. When she got to her house her dad was sleeping and she ran into her room. She looked down at her hand and gasped noticing the huge slit across her palm. She put her gloves on and some different clothes. She fell back asleep for another hour or so, but she had to wake up because her nightmares scared her so much she began to crying. In her dream her and Bryce were hanging out and then her dad came and he slit Bryce's throat killing him and dragging her off to die more slowly and painfully. In all her dreams she always saw her mother.... and as she barely
begun to talk and see her mother again he would kill her mom, then her.
After awaking from her dream she sat up and pushed her legs up to her chest holding them there with her hands. She cried soundlessly into her knees, “Why. Why what the fuck did I ever do to deserve this.... There is no god for me.” She whispered looking up at the ceiling, she had lost all hope and faith in god. Never once did he try to help her even when she prayed every night the same prayer, but nothing ever changed “God” never protected her. Thinking of this made her cry even more, then her father came into her room with a belt at 6 am. “Hurry this up I have to get to school.” She said she was use to the mourning whipping. He whipped her back until it bled and then just left.
She was going to be late for school if she did anything else so she ran to school. Making it right before the bell rang, she heard all of them whispering. She forgot that her
back was bleeding and she didn't have time to change her sweatshirt. Bryce came up behind her and brought her over to a corner. “Andy your back is bleeding....What happened?” He asked her worried. “Oh no...My dad. that’s what happened. Is it noticeable?” She asked, he nodded yes and she shrugged and sighed. “Here let me see.. Come with me.” He led her over under the gyms bleachers. She took it off and lifted her
shirt and Bryce’s jaw dropped. “What the fuck!?!? Why did he do that to you???” He asked... She just looked at him frowning, “I didn't make him the dinner he wanted and I didn't let his friend Will rape me. That’s why he did this.” She just frowned. He didn't say anything, but he gave her a hug. “Don't worry. I’m here for you.” He said calmly.
“Hey! What are you two doing under here!” A man yelled looking at us. She looked at him, he was wearing a security outfit and security is a big deal at that school. “Oh shit. come on lets go.” She began to run taking Bryce’s hand. “Don't make me come after you two! Your in big trouble!!” The security yelled. She began to smile the first time in awhile, they ran right off school property. “Well this is the most fun I've had in awhile.” Bryce said, they were both breathing heavily from all the running they had done.
They looked in each others eyes. Both knowing that they were meant for each other and her heart began to race and Bryce kissed her. They pulled away, he looked at her a little shy, “I'm sorry... That was uncalled for.” He said. She smiled, “Don't be sorry.” They hung out for the rest of the day. She had a friend that cared and that’s all that mattered to her.

They walked past the bar and then the unfortunate happened, her father walked out drunk. “Andy sweetie is that you?” He asked stumbling over his two feet. She didn’t answer and didn’t know weather to stay still or run. “I know it’s you! What are you doing…. OH! And who do we have here?” He begun to come closer to Andrew and Bryce hugged her tight so she wouldn’t get hurt.

“You little slut! Get your ass home now!!” He yelled angrily. She started to walk off when Bryce took her hand, “I’m not going to let you go with him. He might hurt you.” He responded.
Andy’s father belched at looked at Bryce, “Yeah, and I’m gonna hurt you to if you don’t let my daughter go! She’s my daughter I will do as I please to her.” He argued. Andy just stood there watching as tension built between the two.

Bryce refused to let go, but her father was not the patient type. He pushed Bryce onto the pavement stepping to his neck, “Don’t get involved in something you can’t prevent boy.” He said then left grabbing me by the wrist practically breaking it. “Get off me!!! I’m sick of this! LET ME GO!” She yelled out digging at his hand.

They were still in public walking down the road to her house, “HELP! HELP ME! SOMEONE PLEASE! HELP ME!!!” She yelled the loudest she could, a man walked out of the bar and looked at him dragging her off while she’s in tears. “Hey! Man let go of the lady!” The man yelled running after them. Her Father looked back at him and stopped. The man ran up to her father looking at him straight in the eyes, “Let the lady go.. She doesn’t want you near her!” He demanded.

“No!” Her father began to argue.. “Help me.” Andy pleaded almost in tears. Her father looked down at her and back handed her, “Shut up bitch!” A tear fell down her cheek. The man could tell she was in pain, and he hit her father starting a fight. He let her go and she ran off to go find Bryce. She found Bryce over on the other side of the road still coughing.

“Bryce I am so sorry… We should go I don’t know who’s winning.” She told him grabbing his hand.
“It’s not your fault your dad is a dick… but what do you mean.. who’s winning?” Bryce questioned.
“A man from the bar heard me screaming and came to help… Lets go to the police.” She said. After making it to the police station and telling them about what had happened. They found her father and locked him up.

~Few Years Later~
Bryce and Andy just bought a house and got married a couple months ago. They were living happy lives and Andrew would call the police to check up on her father every once and awhile.

One mourning she called in to check on him… and they told her he was released on bail a few days ago. For a week she lived in terror and fright that he was coming to get her. She turned on the news to find out that he had died of an over dose of drugs and alcohol. She never even went to his funeral.

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