Chapter 10 : Help

"Ok. Which do you like more? blue or silver?" Scarlet asks, holding up two different colored dresses. I mentally roll my eyes, wishing I could disappear or had the power to teleport.

"I don't know," I shrug my shoulders and she groans, rolling her eyes.

"What?"

"You're no help. I don't know which looks better," She whined and stomps her foot.

"I'm not a fashionista like you, Scar. Why don't you go with your gut?" I leaned back on the sofa in the store. Scarlet folds her arms, the dresses still in hand as she poked the inside of her cheek with her tongue.

"Fine. Go with silver, it matches your CLOSET," I imperious the word 'Closet' and fold my arms.

No joke, Scarlet is obsessed with the color silver. It's always been her favorite color.

She nods her head in agreement and throws the blue dress across the room. Literally.

The dress accidentally landed on a male workers head, then falls to the ground. The man looked in his 30s. He groaned annoyingly, picking the dress up with no emotion on his face.

He looked like Squidward.

"I hate my life.." The man sighed and grabbed a hanger then hangs the dress back on its rack.

"Wow." Scarlet and I hold back from laughing, but we both end of laughing our butts off anyway.

We can never be serious when we're around each other.

Seriously, when I'm not with my best friend life's boring and things don't seem so funny.

But with Scarlet, my life lights up and the smallest things like a bird stealing a cats food off of the street crack us up.

We don't know why it's funny but to us, it's the funniest thing in the world.

We are weird but that's why we click so easily.

"Ok enough fooling, now that we have my dress.." She trails her voice off and looks at me innocently.

She's evil I tell you. Evil.

I immediately start shaking my head, knowing what's going on in that thick head of hers.

She smirked.

"Oh no, I am not wearing a dress. I don't even wanna go!" I whined, throwing my head back dramatically.

"You are literally impossible."

Yes, yes I am.

Scar and I are currently at the mall dress shopping (as you can already tell) for Pre-homecoming which is in a week and a half.

I seriously don't want to go. The thought of me in a dress makes me cringe.

"No. Nah, nope!" I continue shaking my head at all the dresses Scarlet has shown me. They're beautiful, but just not on me.

"How about this one? It's beautiful and would look perfect on you. Come on gem, you can't pass this up," She let out a huff.

Then she obviously doesn't know me.

I'm a stubborn piece of soul.

"How about a pair of jeans and a hoodie?" I gave her a hopeful smile. She rolls her eyes and pushes the dress into my arms, pushing me into the dressing rooms.

I groan and decided to suck it up and try it on before Scarlet puts me 6 feet under with this dress on.

I eye the dress that's laying in my arms, mocking me with its beauty.

Yeah right. Do you think you can pull this off?

It's way too beautiful for you, I'm sure your too fat to fit it anyways.

I shake my head, stripping out of my previous clothes and slipping on the dress.

After I make sure it's on right, I close my eyes and turn around not wanting to know how bad I look. I'm pretty sure I stretched it out.

Ugh, what was I thinking?!

I reopen my eyes and widen them.

Who is this girl in front of me?

That's me?

I stroke the dress with both of my hands, staring at the girl in front of me.

It was a long black Spaghetti strap, glitter pink sequin dress. It had two splits on each side of the leg area. The top part of the dress had a strap that made an 'X' across my stomach. It still showed most of my stomach and a lot on the chest area, way to much for my liking.

Don't think you're beautiful. Damon still doesn't want you.

I bite my lip and sigh, opening the dressing room curtain. Scarlet looks up from her phone and gasps.

She shot up from her seat. "Oh my god, You look so beautiful! This is actually rare seeing you in a dress," She taps around on her phone screen for a second then faces her back camera towards me and takes a picture.

"It's cute and sexy."

"Is that a good thing?" I frown my face in worry. Scarlet laughs and shakes her head.

"You're adorable," She smiled at me, showing her perfect white teeth.

"It shows too much," I squirm around and rub my arms.

"You think? Do you wanna change into something more comfortable?" She held both my hands, looking at me curiously.

More shopping?!

Oh hell no.

"No. Absolutely not, I am tired of shopping. I think I may barf up a unicorn if I see any more pink!" I shiver at the thought of more shopping and shake my head as scarlet laughs.

"Seriously Minnie, this dress really looks amazing on you. It matches your soul," She hugged me then pulls away.

"Haha funny."

"I'm kidding," She grinned and flopped back on the sofa.

No, she's not wrong.

This dress does match my soul...

Sigh.

I go back into the dressing rooms and change back into my normal clothes. After 10 minutes of Scarlet convincing me to get the dress.

I do what I'm most good at.

I just gave up.

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"How was dress shopping girls?" Mom asked running into the kitchen where Scarlet and I are eating ice cream at.

"Torture!" I whine.

"It's was amazing. I finally convinced her to wear a dress!" Scar squealed and pulls out her phone, showing the picture of me in the dress to my mom.

"Baby, it's beautiful," She held her hand to her heart and admired the picture.

I roll my eyes.

"What's beautiful? Me? Oh, I know. I was the only one born with that gene," Harley walks into the kitchen followed by Damon and Harmony.

God, he's everywhere.

Butterflies don't start with me today!

"Please, You look like a baboon's butt," Harmony folded her arms with sass and rolled her eyes.

I chuckle softly as Harley scoffs and pushes past her.

"Hater," He mumbled.

"Whatever helps you sleep at night," Harmony replied taking a spoon full of my ice cream and eats it.

"Hey, I was eating that," I snatch my spoon away from her.

"You eat slow. So, I volunteered to eat it for you," She said as if it was the most obvious thing.

"You— I—"

"English sister. I don't speak geek," She rolled her eyes and sat on a stool next to mom.

This is what I'm related to.

Why me?

I just decided to roll my eyes and ignore her.

Taking a bite of ice cream, I watch as Scarlet smiles at Damon and grabs his hand. Damon walks behind her, wrapping his arms around her shoulders as he leans his chin on her head.

My heart sinks and I bite down on my lip, looking away from them.

You can never be with him.

I glance at my mom to see her already staring back. She looks at me with sympathy.

I give her a small smile, which by the way is faker then Harley's imaginary girlfriend he talks to at night.

My brother is a weirdo.

My mother can read me like a book. She knows I'm not ok. She knows it hurts to watch them.

I always try to stay happy for them.

It's amazing to see the person you love happy.

Even though it's not with you, at least you get to see them smile more.

"Can we go back to talking about me being beautiful?" Harley took my spoon and ate some ice cream.

What is up with everyone taking my ice cream?!

"Scarlet's is literally right there!"

"Ew. She's been kissing Damon," He fake gagged and continues to stuff his face with MY ice cream.

"You mean your boyfriend?" Harmony said, grabbing another spoon and eats more of my ice cream.

"Hey, that's not funny. He's my best friend," Damon glared at harmony as she rolls her eyes.

I watch them eat my ice cream like it's theirs and look at mom.

She shrugs and gives the 'Their your siblings' look.

I give her the 'They're your children' look.

"You know what! Help yourselves," I push the ice cream toward them as they eat it like the animals they are.

"Don't mind if we do," Both of them said in sync with a mouth full of my cookies and cream ice cream.

"What were you guys talking about?"

"Hermione is wearing a dress for the dance!" Mom excitedly claps her hands.

"Hermione? In a dress? Yeah, ok and Beyoncé is my date," He scoffed.

"What? because I'm not pretty like Joslin Mathews?" I rolled my eyes and folded my arms. I glance at Damon to see him staring at me.

Ugh, god! Is there something on my face?!

"Don't compare yourself to that Barbie looking bitch," Scar scoffed and I snicker.

"Yeah. I've seen that girl and she looks like plastic surgery. You are my child, and my child is beautiful," My mom walked up to me and kissed my head.

"Don't ever compare your beauty to her, ever."

She sits back down as Damon stands next to me.

What is up with the moving around?

I sigh and lean over to grab a water bottle that's in the middle of the counter. It was Harleys but he stole my ice cream, so I'm stealing his water.

Ha! Take that!

Ew. I'm such a loser.

I then feel a hand on my waist and I jump back slightly to see it's Damon.

No one is paying attention? Ok then.

I suck In a breath as he leans over to grab the water bottle first, a smirk plastered on his gorgeous face.

God bless his face.

He really took time creating him...

I mean damn.

"You ok muffin? You lookin a little red," Damon whispered into my ear to annoy me.

He squeezed my waist a bit then pulled away.

What

In

The

Hell.

I blush and bite on my lip, fidgeting with my fingers nervously.

He always finds a way to make me nervous and flustered.

God, I wish I could have him.

I can still feel his touch on my waist as the butterflies start to swarm crazily in my stomach.

My phone dings in my pocket.

Taking it out, I block out everyone's voices and smile hoping it's Brett.

Boy was I wrong.

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You're worthless thinking he actually likes you. You mean nothing to this world, You are worthless.

I suck in a breath and slip my phone back into my back pocket.

Don't let it get to you.

Don't let it get to you.

Don't cry in front of everybody Hermione.

"Honey, are you ok?" Mom's voice breaks me out of my thoughts. I look up at her, I can't help but feel the tears threatening to fall out.

Don't cry in front of everyone.

Don't- Shit!

"I'm fine," I try my hardest not to sound broken.

"You sure? it looks like you want to cry.." Her face is full of worry.

Everyone else looks concern except for Damon.

He stares at me curiously.

His features change every second so I can't tell what he's thinking or feeling, but he listens closely to see if I would say anything.

"I-I'm fine. Just tired," I walk out of the kitchen quickly.

I take this moment to run out of the house and run down the street.

I don't know where I'm going but I just go.

That's when I let all my tears fall.

Why me?

Because your nothing to this world.

Ugh, shut up brain!

10 minutes later my phone rings with nonstop calls and messages from everyone.

I just kindly ignore them and continue walking when I find myself at the back of a park.

There was nothing but leaves and trees. You could also get an amazing view of a lake.

I take a seat on one of the benches and watch my reflection in the lake.

Ew.

All I see is failure.

Nothing but a girl everybody hates.

Nothing but a weak little girl who can't stand up for herself.

Nothing but a broken girl.

Something hits my reflection in the water making it disappear. I then feel a tap on my shoulder.

I turn around to see a guy who I think goes to school with me.

He had light brown hair, he was kind of my skin complexion, he stood about Damon's height and green eyes.

He was cute but I could care less.

He looks like a guy I've seen in school before but then again I don't even remember half of the faces at West Lincoln High.

I sniff and stare back at my reflection.

"A pretty girl like you shouldn't be here alone," He spoke and I ignore his words.

"Do I know you?" My voice is raspy.

"I'm Jayden but you can call me jay," He smiled.

Can you like leave?

"Why are you here?"

"I could ask you the same.." I felt him sit next to me, a little to close for my liking.

"Excuse me. Personal space, please," I fake smiled and moved over.

He moved back over toward me and smiled.

This dude doesn't fucking listen!

I sigh and get up, walking near the railing pole that separates the ground and the lake.

I hear him chuckle and I roll my eyes.

"Is this enough space?" He whispered in my ear huskily, his breath on my neck with his hands on my waist. I yelp in shock and move away as quickly as possible.

"Please don't," I looked around nervously noticing the park is empty.

Seriously? At a time like this, there are no witnesses around?!

This feels like a movie or book.

"I'm just having fun," He chuckles and traps me with his arms. I shake my head rapidly, trying to push him away but he's too strong.

"Come on, Baby," He whispered in my ear making me cringe.

"Stop!" I protest.

He starts kissing my neck and holds my waist tightly. I try my hardest to push him off as tears stream down my face.

I start screaming for help but no one seems to hear.

Oh I forgot

There are no WITNESSES!

His hand travels up my shirt and I gasp, smacking him across his face. He groans and lets me go.

"You bitch!"

I take my chances to run away but he catches me.

"You're not going anywhere," His voice sounded threatening.

"Please, leave me alone," My voice pleading and broken.

The next thing I knew a fist connected with my face everything turned black.

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My eyes flutter open and I am greeted with darkness. Panicking, I try to sit up.

Pain immediately shots through my body and I groan.

It feels like I've been hit by a bus in my face 20 times.

I stay still on the hard surface as the pain in my face and body throbs. I squeeze my eyes shut as tears stream down my face. Opening my eyes again, my vision is blurry with tears.

It hurts.

It hurts so bad!

I take a couple of deep breaths and flip my body over to be greeted with concrete.

Why am I at a park?

How'd I get here?

I'm I in teen wolf?!

Gosh even in pain I'm still a dork.

I crawl slowly towards a bench that's in front of me and lean both my hands on the seat. With the little strength that I have left, I lift my body up off the ground and onto the bench.

The pain on my face feeling worse, I whine and slowly bring my hand up to touch it but I flinch at the pain.

What happened?

Closing my eyes, I try to regain my memory.

Memories of a guy come to mind.

I gasp and cover my mouth with my hands. Suddenly the memories come back and I sob into my hand.

D-Did He?

No, he didn't. Did he?

My clothes are on and aren't ripped so that's a relief.

He almost... raped me.

Standing up I continue to sob into my now wet hand. The pain becoming worst by the second.

I feel for my phone but find it on the ground. Picking it up I check the time.

10:00 pm!

I gasp at the time, about to call my mom.

But my phone had other plans and shuts off signaling that it's dead.

I choke on my tears at the sight of my face. I can't see much but there's a huge bruise on my right cheek.

I start to make my way back home while crying up a storm at the memory of the guy.

Once I'm in front of my house, I dry my tears up hoping I did a great job of wiping them. Opening the door I keep my eyes trained on the floor so no one will see my bruised face.

"Hermione?!" I close my eyes and sigh as I hear my mothers worried voice. I know she's been crying.

"Where have you been?!" She runs over to me and pulls me into her warm arms. I hug her back immediately, needing her touch and warmth.

She pulled away and looked at me.

She eyed me carefully and gasps as she lifts my head up. Mom grabs my face and I watch as tears stream down her face.

"Baby, what happened to you? Who did this?" Her voice sounded so broken and it breaks my heart.

Before I could say anything the door bursts open and in comes Harley, Damon, Scarlett, and Harmony. They all noticed me and I'm in Harley's arms immediately.

"What the hell is wrong with you? Don't scare me like that!" He hugs me tighter than ever. I sigh and open my eyes finding Damon looking at me with so many emotions.

Anger. Confusion, Relief.

I tried to cover my bruised face into Harley's arms but I flinch at the pain. I watch as Damons eyes darken.

He yanked me away from Harley.

"Who did this to your face?" His voice sounds dangerous.

"What?" Harley, Harmony, and Scarlett ask in sync.

"N-Nothing.." I try to turn away but Harley grabs my wrist.His eyes darken and are more dangerous then Damon's.

That scares the shit out of me.

"Who did this?!" He yelled making me yelp and flinch.

Scarlet immediately pulls me away from my angry brother. Her eyes stained with tears as more slip from her brown eyes and she hugs me.

"Please don't scare me like that ever again.." She whispered squeezing me and I nod while hugging her tighter.

"Hermione, I swear to— Tell me what happened?!" Harley raised his voice again making us all except for Damon to jump.

"I ran into a pole."

I'm lying of course.

"Bullshit!" Damon growled angrily.

"Hermione where have you been? Why haven't you answered our calls?" Mom pulled me away from scarlet and led me to the couch.

"Get her some ice," Mom pointed to Harmony and she immediately runs to the kitchen.

"I walked to the park.. a-and my phone died. I didn't realize it was this late." Again I lie.

"That doesn't explain who's the f*cker that put their hands on you!" Harley yelled making tears stream down my face. I hate when he's mad at me.

"N-No one hit me. I told you what happened!" I yelled back as mom pulls me into her arms. Scarlet gets on the right side of me joining the hug.

"You're lying and I'm going to find out!"

"Harley stop yelling, she's hurting right now!" Mom said through gritted teeth. Harley scoffed and stormed upstairs into his room, slamming the door.

"Here you