RECAP:

"Soooo..."

"Soooo..." I reply looking around.

"What happened between you and Tashard today? And don't say it was nothin', cos nothin' ain't a girl coming out of a sports centre with her skirt up, and a boy behind her doing up his buttons and tie." Shit. Now that sounds dodgy.

"Er, well then." I stutter.

"Are you not going to tell me?"

"I will." I sigh, rubbing my forehead. "Uh, okay. Tashardtookmeintotheboyschangingroomandiwascryingandihadanemotionalfitandheaskedmetotellhimwhathedidtomeandididandthenwestartedtouchingandwealmostkissedthat'sit." I said extremely quickly.

"YOU DID WHAT!?" Courtnee exclaimed. Oh boy. "You touched, and did WHAT!?" she exclaimed again. "Oh my days, Shanae! What happened to being sweet, gentle and cute!? You're a rebel!" I open my eyes.

"I am not!" I exclaim, taken aback by her words. I'm so shocked that I put my hand on my chest.

"You are! Who touches up and almost kisses the boy that beat them up, in the boys changing room!?" she defends.

"You did what?" I look up and Reuben is standing behind Courtnee, looking more angry then I have ever seen. Shit.

END OF RECAP

Courtnee turned around. "Oh my gosh, this Reuben!?"

"This Reuben?" I questioned.

"Yes! This is my cousin! I never knew you meant him!" she says.

"Get out Courtnee." He commanded.

"But Reuben-" she starts. He reaches down and grabs her arm, pulling her up. He drags her out of the living room. "What you doing! Let go of me cuz! You can't make me leave! You can't-" the door slams shut and I jump. Reuben comes back into the living room and I immediately stand up.

**WARNING** Following scene will be upsetting and has a violent nature. If you can't read that stuff, or would prefer not to, skip to "THE NEXT DAY" Thank you.

"Baby, listen. I-" I start. He walks to me and I get cut off as he slaps me. He slapped me so hard, I fell back onto the couch. I hold my face and look up at him. "Reuben, I'm-" he climbs on top of me and punches me in the face. I hold my face. The pain I'm going through is horrible. After all, it was only yesterday that we got beaten up.

"YOU BITCH!" he yells holding onto my hair. I start crying. "Why are you crying?" he asks angrily. "This is your fault!" he yells, punching me in the face again, harder than before.

"Reuben stop!" I cry, trying to pry his hand off my hair. "Reuben!" he pulls me off the couch by my hair, dragging me out of the living room and up the stairs. "Reuben, let go!" he ignores me.

He drags me into his bedroom, and flings me onto the bed as if I am a rag doll. He gets on top of me and repeatedly punches me. I kick him hard in the stomach. He falls off the bed but quickly gets up. He looks so angry. He crashes his fist down on my ankle, the one in the cast, and I let out a shrill scream. I clutch my leg as pain shoots through it. "What! You wanna act bad and not face the consequences!? That's not how it works!" he yells.

"Please Reuben! STOP!"

"NO!" he stands up on the bed and stomps on my stomach. I try and grab his foot and he kicks my face. "Don't try and be smart!" he comes back on top of me and pins my arms down by my head. He holds them there with his arm and uses his free hand to try and pull down my skirt. I put my knees up, making it difficult for him to take it off.

"Reuben, no!" I yell. He manages to get it off and pulls down my shorts, tights and panties. I wriggle hard, trying to loosen his grip on me. He unbuckles his jeans and pulls them down. I cry harder. He pulls down his boxers and I look up at his face."Reuben don't! Please don't!" I plead. I close my legs as tight as I can. He's so strong, he manages to open them. He stares at me hard. Without warning, he enters me roughly, hard. I let out an ear piercing scream.

"Mm. You know you like that baby." he says leaning down and kissing me. A fresh set of never ending tears leave my eyes. He moves back out, and I feel like my walls are being shredded. He moans loudly. "Ah shit. Mm." he leans down to my ear. "Your pussy got game babe. So tight." he adds. He holds onto my waist and thrusts in again. "Moan for daddy." I stay crying, my head turned away from him. He yanks my head, forcing me to look at him. "I said moan!" he yells, slapping me.

"NO!" I yell back. He stops suddenly and stares at me.

"Did you just say no?" he questions calmly. I don't say anything and continue crying. "Oh, you're gonna pay for that." he warns. He leans down on me, forcing all of himself into me. I cry hard, pain radiating to my lower abdomen. He starts going very fast and I don't stop crying. Every stroke hurting more than the last.

"Reuben!" I cry. "Please! I'm sorry! Please stop! Please!" he ignores me and carries on. I don't pay attention to him, and wait till it is over. I'm not even crying any more, just praying that it soon comes to an end. He keeps going and gets faster. He suddenly let's out a really loud moan and his strokes become sloppy. Reuben pulls out and smiles at me. He pats my cheek.

"Thanks bae! We should do this more often." he climbs off me and puts his manhood back in his boxers, pulls up his jeans and leaves the room. I stare at the ceiling and I hear the front door slam shut. I let the tears fall, releasing all my emotions. I cry harder as realisation hits me. He raped me. Reuben raped me. My boyfriend raped me. And there's nothing I can do about it. I cry myself into a dreamless sleep.

THE NEXT DAY

I wake up from my sleep, feeling immense pain. I try to sit up, but I hurt all over. Because the one person in my life, who I thought I could lean on and count on, was not there for me and treated me like filth. My eyes start welling up and I blink away the tears as a lump formed in my throat. I swallow hard. Once I feel a little better, I swing my legs over the edge of the bed. I feel immense pain, like proper intense pain from my lower abdomen and in between my legs. I grip onto the bedsheets hard. I gasp, my eyes well up and I bite my lip. I breathe hard and deep, trying to get through the pain. When I do, I stand up slowly, putting all my weight onto my good leg. I take one step, but the pain is too much to handle. I crumple to the floor and cry hard. I force myself to walk out the room and into the room next door. I close the door and lock it. I cry, letting everything out. I sit leaning on the door, crying.I stay there for three days, crying and sleeping.

By the third day, when the pain has subsided a bit, I make my way to the bathroom. I brush my teeth and run myself a hot bath with no soap, as I didn't want my injuries to sting and burn. I get in the tub, leaving the leg in the cast out. The water stings my skin, due to it's high temperature, but manages to soothe some of the pain. I stay in there for God knows how long. When I come out, I throw on some of my pyjamas and crawl into the bed. I think about all that has happened to me. Why is it that all the guys I trust and love, end up hurting me?

It has now been a week since I moved into Reubens and I want to go home. I'm still crying all the time and I'm scared to leave this room. I go to my blazer and take my phone out. I call Trey. "Sam? Are you okay? I've been trying to call you, and you haven't picked up. Look I'm so sorry about what I did, please forgive me."

"Can you come pick me up please?" I ask, my voice croaky.

"Yeah, yeah, sure. Are you okay?" I break down.

"No." I say sobbing.

"Sam, what happened?" I don't answer him, and continue crying. "That's it, I'm coming right now."

"Okay."

"I'll be there in about 20 minutes cos I'm at work, okay?"

"Okay. Thank you."

"Mhm, see you later."

"Yeah."

"Bye."

"Bye." I hang up and take a deep breath, wiping my eyes. There is a knock at the door and I hold my breath.

"Shanae?" he calls into the room. I tense up. He tries opening the door but is unsuccessful. I hear him walk away and I let out the breath I was holding. About 2 minutes later, I hear keys jingle. I hear the lock being turned and I back up on the bed, till I am pressed firmly against the wall. The door swings open and Reuben walks in. My eyes fill up with tears. He walks to me. "Shanae." He sits down at the end of the bed. "Shanae, I've been worried sick. You haven't stepped out of this room for 6 days Shanae." He moves in closer and I start crying. He reaches over to me.

"Please don't touch me." I say quietly.

"Shanae, don't."

"Please don't touch me Reuben. Please. Please don't hurt me again." I cry.

"Don't say that Shanae, don't say that."

"Move away from me Reuben. Please just, just leave me alone!"

"Don't-don't do this Shanae." he reaches for me again and I move away. "No. No, Shanae. Don't do this, don't shut me out." I stay silent, looking out the window. "Shanae, babe. I'm sorry." he says taking my hand. I whisk it away.

"No you're not." I say through gritted teeth.

"I am."

"No you're NOT!" I say furiously.

"Baby!" he cups my face and I grab his hand, pushing it away.

"Don't touch me Reuben! Don't touch me!" I scream, crying.

"Babes-"

"Don't call me that."

"I love you!" I turn around fast and look at him.

"No you don't!"

"I do!"

"You don't! If you do, you wouldn't have done what you did! You would have never touched me! You would have never put your hands on me!"

"But I do love you!"

"Love,is not beating up your girl till she can't take it anymore! Love, is not raping your girl till she wishes she was dead! Love, is not defying her wish of telling you to stop! I don't know what you think love is, but this ain't it!" I yell. "If you truly loved me, you wouldn't have done any of that Reuben!"

"Shanae, I-"

"You disrespected me! You hurt me! You didn't think of me at all! You took away my dignity, Reuben! You were selfish and only thought about yourself! You thought about the pleasure you'd get, and not the pain I would feel! You are evil Reuben! I never listened to people when they told me you were dangerous and cold. I never listened to any of that! But you've shown your true fucking colours and I know who you really are. You're a monster! I fucking hate you for what you've done! You don't know how much you hurt me Reuben. You can't even imagine the pain I went through. You hurt me physically and emotionally. You don't know how much it hurts to know that the person you would never hurt, would hurt you as much as they can for their own personal gain. You raped me, and I will never forgiven you for that Reuben! I will never forgive you!"

"You cheated on me!"

"No! No I didn't. I would never do that to you."

"But you did!"

"But I didn't! I made a mistake, yes! But I did not cheat on you!"

"You kissed him!"

"Almost! Our lips touched, yes, but we did not kiss!"

"Well, well, what about the touching?"

"I grinded on him and he squeezed my boob! I didn't kiss him, I didn't have sex with him! I did not cheat!" I take a deep breath and continue. "I deserved none of what you dished out. I didn't deserve it at all." I say quietly looking out the window.

"Shanae I-"

"Save it. There's nothing you can say to change the way I feel." I turn and look at him. "I loved you Reuben, note I said 'loved'. I don't love you anymore. Not after what you've done to me." I slide to the edge of the bed and stand up.

"Shanae wait!" he grabs my hand and I stare at his hand on mine. Slowly he let's go. I limp to the door and slide slowly down the stairs.

I go to the kitchen, take a bottle of vodka and go to the shelf. I take out a glass, and pour myself some vodka. I down it quickly. I toss the glass in the sink. Fear and sadness captivated me. I grip onto the sink, steadying myself as I breakdown into tears. Arms slide around my waist and I remove them and turn around, wiping my eyes and sniffing. I push past him and go into the living room. I pick up my crutches and pull myself up the stairs.

I go to Reubens bedroom and pull my suitcase. I go to the radiator and pick up my towel. I fold it and put it in my suitcase. I go to the bathroom and collect my things. I go back to the bedroom and take all my belongings, chucking them into the suitcase. "What you doing?" I don't answer and continue packing all of my things. "Wait, where you going?" I ignore him. "You're not going back to your brothers are you?" My phone rings and I answer.

"Hey, I'm outside. What number is it?"

"11B. I'll buzz you in." I slide down the stairs and buzz him. I open the front door and leave it open. I go back upstairs. I walk back into Reubens room and sit on the bed, putting on my air forces. I put one on and chuck the other in the suitcase. I put on my hoodie.

"So you're going yeah?" he says. I ignore him again. "Can't we at least talk about this?" he asks. He sounds so broken. "Don't go babe. Please don't go."

"Shanae!" Trey calls.

"I'm upstairs Trey!" I reply. I'm about to exit the room and Reuben grabs my wrist.

"You're not leaving!" he squeezes my wrist tight and stares at me. I get so scared I start to cry again.

"Let go of me Reuben!" I cry. Heavy footsteps trudge up the stairs and Reuben let's go of me.

"Shanae!" exclaims Trey. I turn and look at him and the smile he had fades. He walks to me. "Oh my days, Sam! What happened?" he says cupping my face. I shake my head.

"Can you get my suitcase please?" I ask looking at the ground and pointing to the suitcase. He does and I slide down the stairs. I wait for him patiently. He comes down the stairs with my suitcase and I open the door for him. He walks out and I go follow him.

"Shanae. Did you read the card in the roses?" asks Reuben. I stare at him and turn around. He grabs my arm and I turn back around to face him. "Well I sent the roses. The card would have told you how much I love you and my concern when I found out you were in the hospital. I truly do love you Shanae." he says holding my hand. "Please don't go." his voice cracks and a tear falls out his right eye. I take my hand back and walk out the flat. "Shanae!" he calls. I carry on walking away. Arms wrap around my waist and I turn around. Reuben is all out crying. "Don't leave me baby. Please don't leave me." he sobs.

"What! You wanna act bad and not face the consequences? That's not how it works." I say repeating what he had said. My voice becomes wobbly. His face falls. I walk to the lift where Trey is waiting for me.

"You okay?" he asks. I step in it. I stand next to him, nodding. I take a deep breath, leaning my head on the back of the lift. I carry on breathing deeply, trying to contain my tears. "It's alright to cry once in a while, you know." I burst out crying and Trey pulls me into a tight hug. I hug him back, crying into his suit. He strokes my head, calming me down a little. We walk out the lift and into the car.

I sit in the front passenger seat and wait for Trey to put the suitcase in the boot. He finishes and starts the car. He looks at me. "We'll talk at home yeah?" I nod. He leans over and kisses me on the forehead. We set off home. I get out of the car and Sean opens the front door.

He cups a hand around his mouth and stares at me. "Sam-"

"Can you take me upstairs please?" he nods. He carries me up the stairs and we walk to my bedroom. I open the door and walk in.

My bed is cleaned and there is no blood trail. I walk to my bed and sit on it. I take off my hoodie, my air force and my sock. I lie down and tuck myself under the covers. I stare into space, thinking about today. Shit. I broke up with him. I bite my lip and start crying again. Sean comes to me and rubs my back. "It's okay Sam." he says. I wipe my eyes and suck it up. I end up staring into space again. I didn't even hear Trey come in.

"Ay, I think something's really wrong with her." I hear Sean say.

"Yeah I know. I think something happened to her. It's affected her really bad."

"Tell me about it. She just came in here and as soon as she lay down, she started crying."

"For real?"

"Yeah man."

"That's not right."

"I know."

"She never cries."

"Exactly."

"What's made her cry now?"

"I don't know." I feel someone tap my leg. I look at Trey.

"Sit up." he says. I do as I'm told. "What happened?" he asks. I stare at him. "Sam, you need to tell us what happened. We only want to help you." he says. I shake my head. "What, you're not going to tell us?" I tear up.

"I'm not ready to tell anyone anything yet." I whisper, looking up at them.

"Okay." says Sean. Trey puts his hand on my arm.

"Don't forget we'll be there for you okay?" adds Trey. I nod.

I stay cooped up in bed, my brothers bringing me food every few hours. I stay in bed for another two weeks. By this time, my brothers are checking up on me every hour. I wake up early in the morning one day, nausea riddling me. I try and hold it in, not wanting to get out of bed. The feeling is too much for me and I walk quickly to the bathroom, closing the door. I throw up violently and I flush the toilet. Once I am done, fear hits me. I quickly look up at my period calendar on the wall. My eyes widen and I start crying. Oh no! No, no, no, no, no! God no! I am 4 days late. Shit. This can't be happening to me! I suck it up and finish my crying. Wiping my eyes, I wash my hands and mouth and exit the bathroom. I stay cooped up in bed for one more day.

There was a knock on the front door and hushed voices discussed something. The voices stop talking and footsteps get louder. There was a light knock on my door and it opened slowly. Sean came in. "Hey. A friend is here to see you." he says. he steps to the side and Courtnee walks in smiling at me. Sean leaves, closing the door behind him. As soon as he leaves, she grabs my desk chair and brings it to the bed. She sits on it and takes hold of my hand.

"Hey Shanae." she says smiling. "Are you okay?" she asked. I sit up staring at her. I get teary eyed and shake my head. "Oh my gosh Shanae, what happened?" I ignore her question and ask her a question.

"Can you do something for me please?"

"Of course, anything." I nod.

"Can you erm, run down to Superdrug for me, and get me some pregnancy tests?" her eyes widen.

"Pregnancy tests!? You're pregnant?!" she whisper-yelled.

"I-I don't know." I reply crying. "I'm late and I threw up all day yesterday and had morning sickness today." she gasped, putting her hand over her mouth.

"Oh my God!" she exclaimed.

"Can you get them for me please?" I ask. She nods. I give her a £20 note. She takes it and leaves the house. I smell the scent of maple syrup, and I know Sean is making pancakes and syrup for me. The smell of the syrup makes my stomach flip and flop, making me feel sick. I walk to the bathroom and throw up, the door open. I hear a plastic bag and Courtnee rubs my back. She closes the door and hands me the bag. I put the lid down and flush the toilet. I sit on it. I pull out the pregnancy tests she bought. She bought a Clearblue digital pregnancy test and a First Response double pack. I tell her to wait in the bedroom, and to call my brothers to wait with her, but don't tell them why. I take the tests, close them and put them in my pocket. I walk back to the bedroom after flushing and washing my hands. I sit on the bed as they stare at me intently.

"As you all know, I stayed at Reuben's house for a bit. What you don't know is what he did to me. After I talked to Courtz about something that happened at school, he came in. He kicked Courtnee out and-" a lump formed in my throat and my eyes welled up.

"It's okay Sam. Take your time." says Sean rubbing my back. I nod.

"Erm, and he started hitting me. And he hit me and hit me. He pulled me upstairs by my hair and threw me on the bed."

"Oh my God." says Courtnee tears in her eyes.

"He carried on hitting me and he stomped on me. When I tried to catch his leg, he kicked me in the face. And-and and then" I stopped, crying. "And then er, he-he," I took a deep breath and continued. "he raped me. I tried fighting back but he had my arms pinned up. And I tried telling him to stop, I told him so many times. And he wouldn't listen. He just wouldn't listen." I cry.

"Shanae I'm-" starts Courtnee.

"I'm pregnant." I cut her off. I take out the pregnancy tests and throw them next to me. "Every single one of those pregnancy tests said I'm pregnant."

"Oh my God, Shanae! I'm so sorry!" cries Courtnee. "This is all my fault!" she exclaims. She envelopes me in a hug. My brothers haven't said a word. She let's go, and my brothers stare at me. Trey talks.

"Never in my life would I have thought I would see you pregnant when you're still a teenager. Never."

"Ahlie!" agrees Sean.

"Me neither." I say. "But, here I am." I look up at them. They look at each other and look at me. They hug me, squeezing me tight.

"We'll be here for you." starts Sean.

"Yeah, no matter what."

"No wonder you were crying all the time." says Sean.

"Mm." agrees Trey. "I see why you were now. You went through a horrible ordeal."

"Mm. You're lucky I didn't go into much detail." I say. They let go.

"That wasn't detailed?" says Sean.

"Nah. I didn't say how it felt, what I said, what he said."

"Well, go on then." says Courtnee. I tell them everything. By the end, all three of them were heated.

"I'm gonna kill this little nigga." says Sean

"Imma cut off his dick, and make him eat it." threatens Trey.

"In a curry!" adds Courtnee. We all look at her. She smiles sheepishly.

"No guys! I don't want any of that!" I object.

"I do." says Sean.

"I do too." says Trey.

"I do three." adds Courtz.

"Well I, don't." I say firmly.

"Look, I know you're angry, hell, I am too. No, scratch that. I'm furious. But I'm not going to go out of my way to make sure my baby has no father." they look at each other and hang their heads.

"Neither are we." they say in unison.

"Good." I say standing up. I take my crutches and walk out the room.

"Where you goin'?" asks Trey.

"Getting something to eat." I reply, sliding down the stairs.

"I made pancakes for you!" yells Sean.

"Yeah, I know. But the smell makes me feel sick now." I yell back. I get my food and eat it quickly. Courtnee comes down and takes the pancakes and syrup.

"I can't believe this happened." she starts.

"Courtnee-"

"I feel so guilty." I stand up and make my way over to her.

"Courtz, it's oka-"

"It is NOT okay!" she shouts, whipping around to face me. She's crying. "I caused all of this! I caused you to get beat up, to get raped, and now you're pregnant!" she sniffed. "I caused so much pain. My parents did say my mouth was going to cause trouble one day. If only I had shutup!" I pull her into a tight hug. This must be hard on her.

"Everything happens for a reason. If God didn't want me to get pregnant, He wouldn't have let it happen. It is not your fault. This is what God wanted for me." I consolidate her.

"I'm so sorry Shanae."

"I'll get through it. It's okay." I let her go. She nods and wipes her eyes. She stares at me and laughs.

"Haha, look at this. You're the one with all this on your plate, yet I'm the one complaining, and you're the one comforting me." I laugh.

"Yeah I know. Crazy right?" I joke.

"You know we have to tell your school right?" I turn around and Trey is looking at me. I nod. We agree to meet my tutor and the principal tomorrow.

The Meeting

"Good morning Mr Kelsey. Miss Kelsey." says Principal Birkman.

"Morning." me and Trey mutter.

"So you called this meeting pretty urgently. Do you have any enquiries?" asks Miss Gallaway. Trey looks at me. I stare at him waiting for him to start speaking but he does the same. I sigh and turn to look at Miss Gallaway.

"Er, well, we just wanted to inform you on a situation that arose." I start. I look at Trey, waiting for him to speak. He stares at the Principal Birkman. "Well, go on then." I utter.

"She's pregnant." he says immediately. I look at the reaction of my Principal and my form Tutor. Principal Birkman's eyes widen and Miss Gallaway's jaw drops. Crap.

"Er well. We certainly wouldn't have expected this from you Miss Kelsey." says Principal Birkman.

"Yes. Sharnell, maybe, but you? Certainly not. I thought you would have known about safe sex." says Miss Gallaway.

"She does." says Trey. "She ain't an idiot." he adds bitterly.

"We did not propose that idea." says Principal Birkman.

"Well actually-" starts Trey.

"We just wanted to inform you of my pregnancy. That is all." I cut him off.

"Okay." Miss Gallaway says.

"Well, we have no choice but to remove you from the school." utters Principal Birkman, standing up and buttoning up his blazer.

"What!?" yells Trey.

"You can't do that!" I yell.

"Oh, but Miss Kelsey, we can." replies Principal Birkman smugly.

"Oh, but, you cannot." I reply mockingly. "You are not allowed to remove any student from the school in the case of a pregnancy! Legally, you are not allowed to stop me from receiving further education. This is a public school, not private so you don't have the authority. You are not above the law, and you can't kick me out if I didn't do anything wrong!" I yell. Principal Birkman slowly sits back down. "That's right. You are powerless over whether I get to stay here or not. If you did kick me out, I would have sued you for everything you've got. Cos I've got that power." I say. Dang. Who knew I could be so feisty. "Now if you'd excuse me," I stand up. "I have a lesson to get to." I tuck the chair in and Trey opens the door for me.

"Thank you for your time." he says to them.

Once we are out of earshot, Trey gets hyped. "Oohoohoohoooo!!! You shut him DOWN!!!" he yells. I smile and laugh. "Nah, that was sick, that was sick!" he comments.

"Looooool!!! Thanks!" I reply.

"Shall I walk you to your lesson?" he offers.

"Yeah, okay. Why?"

"Cos I want everyone to know how much of a spice your brother is!" he exclaims, accentuating his bop as he walks ahead of me. I laugh, causing kids in the classes to stare at us. "Oh yeah, you need to go and see Doctor Wells ASAP!" Crap, I forgot about that! I nod. We stop outside of my English Lit class. I turn and hug him. "What was that for?" he asks.

"For everything. You've been there for me since day 1, and I love you for what you've done for me. I'm blessed to have you and Sean as brothers. Thank you." I say.

"Aww, come here!" he says pulling me into another hug. I laugh. He opens the door and walks in. He stands directly in front of me, making me invisible to the class as his large frame takes up space.

"Well, hello there." I hear Miss Woark say.

"Who is that spice?" a girl says. The class starts chattering about my brother.

"Er, hi. I'm just dropping her off." he says.

"Who?" asks Miss Woark.

"Shanae." he says stepping to the side, revealing little ol' me. The class goes silent.

"Oh. Well okay. May I ask what relation you have to her?" What the heck, this nosy trick.

"I'm her brother."

"Brother!? Goddamn!" someone exclaims.

"Well bye." he says to the class. He turns to me. "Sam, imma see you later to take you to see Doctor Wells yeah?" I nod. "Aight bye." he says hugging me and kissing me on the forehead.

"Bye." I turn back to the class and all eyes are on me. I slowly take my seat.

"Good to have you back Shanae." says Miss. "Especially after you've missed so many lessons." I get on with my work but get distracted as people stare at me and start talking. It gets annoying and I speak up.

"Is there something you would like to say?" I question.

"Sket." Abby spat. She turned around and got back to her work.  The whole lesson, I was wondering what she was on about. By break, nuff people were staring at me.

We (being Sharnell, Courtnee and I) make our way to the cafeteria, and I could not believe what I saw. Plastered everywhere were black and white cartoon sketches. As soon as we walked in, everyone was silent, staring at me. As I walked in further, everyone started shouting verbal abuse at me. Words like "hoe" "thot" "sket" "skank" "bitch" "thirsty" were tossed at me. I was so confused. I looked at the walls trying to inspect the images displayed. I ignored everyone and walked to a wall. I took one of the many cartoonic posters and studied it. There was a cartoon drawing of a girl riding a boy. The girl was wearing a school shirt and the school tie, and the boy was wearing a black T-shirt. The title read: "Thots Be Like..." a speech box was coming out the girls mouth. She said: "Moan for Mummy" I inspected the picture more and realised the girl had on her wrist a gold charm bracelet, like I do. I looked at the boy and he had freckles and deep dimples, like Reuben. It finally clicked that these images were of me and Reuben. Except they were twisted. I scrunched up the poster and threw it on the floor. Other images were displayed. One that caught my eye was a picture of me on the bed with my legs wide open, and Reuben was on top. His legs and arms were in the air, implying that his dick in me was holding him up. The title read: "Thirsties Be Like..." and a speech bubble pointing to my mouth read: "No! I ain't ever letting you go!" A tear trickled down my cheek and I heard people laughing.

"Aha, the bitch can cry." someone said laughing.

"What an attention seeker." someone else says. They all start to chant "Sket! Sket! Sket! Sket!" I turn around and look at Courtnee furious.

"You told!?" I shrieked, hot tears running down my face.

"No! I never! I swear!" She replied scared and crying.

"You must have told someone!" I retort.

"I only told Sharnell!" she says. I turn to Sharnell.

"You did this!? Why?" I ask. She shakes her head.

"I didn't do this!"

"Then who did you tell?!" I ask. She stays silent and hangs her head. "Sharnell...Who, did you tell?" I ask calmly. "Sharnell."

"I'm so sorry." she cries. I stare at her confused.

"Sharnell. Who? Did you tell?" I ask, frustration and anger boiling up in me. She continues crying and doesn't answer. That sets my volcano off. "SHARNELL!" I screech infuriated.

"Tashard." she cries, looking at me. More tears fall out of her eyes as my heart drops. I look at her but stare into space. "It was Tashard." she says. I come back to reality and head off to find Tashard. Storming off while you're on crutches is not, an easy task you lot.

Outside

I find Tashard outside the Sports Center with the boys playing basketball. Once he sees me, he stops playing and walks towards me with a warm smile. "Hey. I saw all those posters in the cafater-" I cut him off by sending him a mad upper cut. He clutched his jaw as boys "ooh"ed and gasped. "Sam-" he started.

"Don't call me that!" I yell fuming.

"I don't unders-" he started again.

"How could you!?" I screamed through gritted teeth, tears flying out my eyes. "You knew what he did, but you twisted it!" Tears clouded my vision. I turned and walked away, still bawling.

"Wait, Shanae! Are the pictures real? I don't know what he did! I don't know who he is! What did I do!" he shouted after me. Footsteps came after me. He gently grabbed my arm and I just got so vexed. I punched him hard, square in the nose. Then, with my crutches, hit them on his ankle, causing him to fly up in the air, and land in a heap on the floor with a hollow thud.

"DON'T FUCKING TOUCH ME!" I spat, hovering over him. "I hate you." I say quietly. I wipe my eyes and walk away.

Sharnell and Courtnee rush to me and clutch onto me. "Are you okay?" Courtnee asks. I shake my head.

"I'd be lying if I said yes." I reply.

The rest of the day goes antagonisingly slow as I wait for Trey to pick me up. Finally, in English Language class, there's a knock on the door.

"Can I have Shanae please?" asks Trey, his head peeping through the door.

"Certainly." says Mr Willis.

"Certainly?" repeats Trey. He walks in and looks at Mr Willis. His eyes grow wide and a smile appears on his face. "Luke!" he exclaims.

"Trey!" exclaims Sir. They hug each other and swap numbers and all that.

"So can I have Shanae?" he asks.

"Oh, yeah. Go ahead." I stand up and pack my things away.

"You alright?" he asks when he spots me. I don't answer and walk to where he was at the door.

"Your sister's a sket." someone says. He looks at me confused.

"They think I did it." I say quietly, feeling I was going to cry.

"Okay, I'll talk to you later Luke." he says to Mr Willis. He turns to the class. "And she didn't have sex." he says. I tear up and turn around, facing them.

"She was raped." he says walking out the door. A tear falls and I quickly walk out the room, leaving the class and Mr Willis silenced and speechless.

I wipe my eyes and walk down the corridor with Trey. I sign out and we go to the car. I sit down and immediately start crying. I've been crying A LOT lately, ugh. "You know we have to tell Mum and Dad about you, you know." I roll my eyes. "Look. As much as you don't want to tell them, you have to. You can't not tell them that they're gonna have a grandchild. Plus, it's better that they hear it from you and not some next auntie, you get me?" I nod. I really don't want to talk to my parents any time soon, and I don't plan to. They don't deserve to talk to me. I do my seatbelt and we speed off.

AT THE HOSPITAL

We check in to see Doctor Wells. We walk to his office. He takes off the cast and does some movement tests on it. He then let's me stand and walk. When he concludes that my ankle is fine he sends us on our way. Before we leave his office, a question suddenly springs to mind. "Er Doctor Wells?" I say quietly.

"Yes?"

"Can I ask you a question?" he chuckles.

"You just did." I laugh weakly.

"Er, well, I was just-was just wondering," I pause. "If you knew a midwife who would be interested in looking after me and helping me out with all the baby stuff. Do you?" His eyes widen.

"You're pregnant?" he asks.

"Yep."

"You?"

"Yeah."

"You're pregnant?"

"I'm pregnant."

"You?" he asks again. Trey sighs.

"Oh my days fam, what'd she say?" he says tired.

"Sorry." he says.

"It's okay." I say.

"You better be." mutters Trey at the same time.

"Er, yeah. As a matter of fact, I do." he gives me her details and we leave.

We drive home and Trey parks outside the house. "You really do have to tell Mum and Dad you know. Having a child is a big deal." I nod.

"I will. Later." I say coming out of the car. I walk to the door.

"Later is sooner than you think." I hear Trey mutter. I open the door and walk past the living room into he kitchen. I pause and walk backward, to outside the living room as something caught my eye. I look in. Mum and Dad are sitting on the couch staring at me. Mum was the first to stand up. Dad followed suit. They didn't even smile.

"Shanae." she says. She motions with her hand for me to come into the living room. I just stare at them. Trey nudges me and I look at him.

"Go." he mouths. I sit on the couch opposite them.

"Your brothers said you have something to tell us." says Dad. FML.

What's good y'all! I'm still going to write this book even though the amount of reads I get on it aren't stretching all the way; the majority are at the beginning. But yeah, imma still continue. I never knew how fun it is to make stories and make what you want happen. Anyway, a lot happened in this chapter, I noticed. I had to do that cos I didn't want the chapter to be short, but it turned out to be anyway. I don't know if people are gonna read this though.

But yeah, Shanae got abused. Emotional, that was.

Erm, what else?

Eeeeeerrrr, she's pregnant.

She got found out.

She launched out at Tashard.

Her cast's off!!! Thank goodness.

Her mummy and daddy's back.

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