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“Good question,” he replies, and I’ve never seen him look so mad. “Let’s ask mummy dearest.” With that, he knocks on the door to her office hard enough to take it off its hinges, barging in and not waiting for a reply. I quickly follow, closing the door behind us, and take a seat opposite the headmistress.
“What the actual fuck?!” Jax spits at stepmother.
Well, yes, my sentiments exactly.
Lizzie’s Journal
May 14th
Rape.
Apparently not calling it that doesn’t help you to deal with it at all. I’m not going to lie, I’m not coping well. I feel so sick all of the time.
I’ve decided it’s the gift that keeps on giving. Or is it taking?
So far the attack has taken from me:
My virginity
My freedom
My confidence
My friends
My ability to relax
My safety
My sleep
My health
My dignity
My ability to trust anyone ever again
My reputation
I feel like I could go on with this list, but I probably shouldn’t if I want to remain functioning.
I say that because that’s all I do now; just enough functioning to get through each day. Most days now I manage to wash and eat maybe one or two small meals, to go to class and to rest in bed. I still don’t really sleep, but that’s preferable to the nightmares that wake me up screaming anyway. My schoolwork’s suffering - hell, it’s probably beyond all repair by now - and I can’t bring myself to be around people.
I do have to add one more thing to the list of things stolen from me though...
So far the attack has ripped from me:
My virginity
My freedom
My confidence
My friends
My ability to relax
My safety
