It's Not a Life You Want
Well, me and three of the best friends in the world were going out one night like usuall. We would all stay the night at Kelly`s house then when her parents went to bed we walked out the back door (like usual). We were going to meet my boyfriend Tris's boyfriend and Kelly's boyfriend(Vic's boyfriend broke up with her).
Well, since we were all too young to drive we had to walk. (Oh by the way we were all 14). Well, when we were walking this guy that was messing around with me and Vic like the other day pulled up and was asking us to, you know, go with him and his friends (i think he was around 30 or 39). Well, we said no. He got mad and got out the car and started walking up to us. He grabbed at Tris and his friend came up from behind me and pulled me to him, but the manager of the store we were in front of came out. And said he would call the cops on them, so that gave us a chance too run.
Well, we got to the party and had a lot of fun. I was so wasted and my guy was hassling me about haven it with him. But I don't think I did because the cops came in and starting telling everyone to go home. I knew one of the cops that was there, Mr. B. I called him. He was, well can I say, a bit of a perv. But he got me out of a lot of trouble. Well, he gave us a ride home.
When I walked in my parents', Vics parents, Tris's parents, and Kelly's parents were all sitting in the living room looking at us. We must have looked pretty bad because they took a big gasp when we walked in and my Mom came running up to me. Well, my parents were on me like a tiger. They were pissed off. I don't know why. It wasn't the first time we did this and I was always in trouble.
Well, for a couple months Kelly and I were not doing all that good. You see we both got new boyfriends and they got us into weed and drinking. Tris and Vic were off at juvenile hall. (Mr.B. got us out of it) We got to the point that we didn't even go to school in the morning. I would walk over to Kelly's house and we would walk over to my cousin's house and then we would all drive over to my boyfriend's house.
We would get high and drink but one day Kelly was sick so I was over at Josh's house and before we left to my boyfriend's house he told me he wanted a hit, that he wanted me, and I was scared. So I started walking back when he raped me.
Well, after that he said we were going off to one of his friend's house, then he would take me home. Well, we went to his friend's house and he told me to let some of his friends have a hit. I of course said no, but he said he would tell my parents about everything I have been doing. So I said o. k. When that was over I was so high I didn't care what would happen, so at about 6:00 he said he would take me home but I wouldn't let him. I said I would walk.
I got outside and realized that I didn't know where I was, so I saw I phone both and I called Mr.B to come pick me up. When he got there he looked mad but he didn't ask me anything but if I was o. k. By that time I was in tears but I said I was fine. He took me home and I called Kelly. We decided to run away.
I got my stuff together and went to her house. Josh was there. I didn't tell her about what happened so she didn't know. But I didn't care. Josh said we could leave right then, so I got in the car and we left. Josh made us do everything. He said that's how we got money, but that didn't last for long because we were caught and they sent us back home. My Mom was very mad. My dad said that I would never gain his trust again and they sent me off to live with my grandmother
It was all good for a while. I was enjoying it too. But then I was to start school and down hill from there. I was getting into my old habits again. I meet this guy named Tyler, and he was cool for awhile. We would skip class and make out and smoke weed. But then he started taking advantage of me and I ran away about three times while I stayed with her. Then she sent me to rehab and I was there for about two weeks
Now I 'm 16 and doing really good. I see my Mom and dad like three times a week. I still live with my grammar. They thought it best. I'm doing o. k in school. I still do some stuff, but I am so much better.
You don't want a life like I had. It's not a life you want. (Oh, Josh got in to a lot of trouble. I told on him.)