The next day they finally let me out of the house. When I got to school Jayden seemed worried about me.

" Are you ok?" Jayden asked walking towards me.

I forced a smile and said " Yess" but that was obviously a lie. He seemed to see through it because he started to look around for something and then pulled me into an empty classroom.

He walked me to the very back desk next to the window and sat me on the table. " You don't have to lie," he said as he put his hand on my cheek, " You can trust me."

I started to cry and pulled him into a hug. 

- Just so you know how they are sitting Liam is sitting on the top of the desk facing the front of the room while Jayden is facing the back in between Liams legs.-  

" It's ok," he reassured, " You're going to be ok." he started to rub my back.

" Can I-I stay at your place?"

" Obviously."

After school, he took me to his house. He warned me that no one was gonna be home because of his parents anniversary.

" You want to go upstairs?"

" Yea."

When we got to his room he told me " Now tell me what's wrong." he walked me to his bed and told me to sit while he sat next to me.

" I have family problems," I said " And they're pretty bad"

" You don't have to tell me if you don't want to."

" No, I do" I looked down and took my shirt off.

" What are you doing." He looked flustered.

I then took my pants off. My whole body was covered in scars new and old. He only saw my torso before and that was nothing compared to my legs.

The inside of my right leg had a scar from the top, touching a little bit of my penis, to the bottom of my knee. This was the most visible scar from my whole body. 

It seemed he was getting what I was trying to say when he got off the bed and started to explore my body. " This is only from my brother." He looks up in shock. Then he started to take my underwear off. 

" What are you doing," I say this time.

" I want to see where this scar starts." he points to the one I just described.

I look at him in shock. He looks at me back " How did you get this"

" I was tied to the bed and I got my leg loose from not wanting to be raped by my brother and kicked him. He got mad, got a knife, and tied my leg back down and cut me slowly so I would get the message not to do anything to him."

He traced the scar top to bottom. " St-stop," I said pushing my legs together.

" Sorry." he went to sit back on the bed. " Would you mind telling me what all happens when you're at home."

" No. I wouldn't mind"

 I told him everything that night. From the first time I got raped, to when my sister died, to yesterday. When I got done talking he didn't say anything and just hugged me.