Page 20 of Bad Girl's Club

Bring it on.

I threw the flowers away, didn't read the card. I knew it was from Josh. Whatever.

I put my phone on the charger, jumped into the shower, and washed my hair, body, and everything at the fastest speed possible. Once showered, dried, and dressed, I threw my phone into my apron, grabbed my school books, and headed over to Star's dorm.

To my amazement, the hot roommate was on the beanbag contraption, and she passed out in bed.

"How long has she been asleep?" I asked the roommate.

"My name is Kale, nice to meet you." The roommate said to me, I didn't give a fuck about him. Who cares who he is?

"I'm Chloe. How long has she been asleep for?" I repeated. He was getting on my last nerve, and I hadn't even been here that long.

"What? She was asleep when I got back from working out. Why? Did something happen?" He asked, concerned.

"She had a meeting with someone and was excited, then I came back, and everything was shut down and in the dark. We were on good terms when she left, I promise." He explained.

"What could have possibly happened?” he asked.

"I'm not sure, but she's not going to be in a good mood when she wakes up,” I explained. He disregarded what I said, so I kept talking.

"Be nice to her. If she opens up about what happened, I promise there's more to what she tells you. Don't shut her out." I pleaded.

I left her a note to come to my job so I could talk to her. I need to make her a drink. I needed to explain things before anyone else did.

I fucked my new friend's adopted father. How in the fuck was I going to explain this? Oh, and I knew she fucked her father and uncles, even if they weren't related.

Such a great friend I am.

Star

Please let this be a nightmare.

Please tell me it didn’t happen.

Please make the pain go away.

I woke up feeling sore. It was still Wednesday. I had no more classes. I think it was close to Nine PM.

Kale was laying on the beanbag masterpiece. Our pallet was the best part of our dorm.

My body was so sore. I tossed and turned. I couldn't sleep.

"Please tell me that was all a nightmare, because if it really happened, then I will need therapy for the rest of my life. And if it doesn't happen, then I will also need therapy for the rest of my life, because I'm officially traumatized." I screamed out.

"What's going on, Star? Are you okay?" Kale asked me. His eyebrows scrunched up and his head turned slightly. "What happened last night?" I got out of bed and looked down. My legs. were covered in bruises. I ran to the bathroom. I stripped myself of all of my clothes. Purple, black, and blue, I didn’t know where the bruises started, and my skin began. The pain, soreness, and overall guilt were overwhelming.

"Kale, come here, now!" I screamed. I was panicking. I know he didn't do this to me, but he was the last person to bring the pleasure to my body that I wanted.

"What the fuck happened, Star. I want answers now!" He demanded.

I jumped back when his voice got louder. "I don't know how to tell you. I wanted it to be you. I trusted him. He betrayed me. They all betrayed me." I broke to my knees. I couldn't form sentences anymore. I was a broken tragic mess. How would I get over this? I needed to get through this, but I didn't know how.

Revenge was the only thing that made sense. They betrayed me. Now, I would get my revenge and take everything from them they valued most. Just like they did to me.

"Who did this?" Kale asked calmer this time.

"My father and his brothers," I confessed.

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