《I'm A Krieger Harris》Chapter One
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- Paige's POV -
"Paige! You're gonna be late sweetie come on!" Mama yells. "I can't find my keys!" I yell. "They're on the kitchen counter where you left them bubbles!" Mom yells from somewhere.
It's 7:05 and at Lake Nona Highschool, first period starts at 7:20. It's a Monday and what a better way to start the day by not being able to find my keys?
I run down to the kitchen somehow, carrying my backpack on my back and my soccer bag on my front, while also trying to put my hair up.
"Thank you Mom." I say quickly as I pick up my keys. "No problem bubbles." She responds. "Drive safely please." Mama says. "I will." I say before leaving the house and getting in my car to begin driving to school.
Oh my god I totally forgot. I need to introduce myself.
I'm Paige Krieger Harris. Mom is the one and only Ashlyn Harris and Mama is the one and only Ali Krieger. My biological parents were killed in a car accident when I was six. I'm not gonna get to far into that, but I do have an older sibling. I haven't seen her in a long, long time, but she does send me letters from time to time. Anyways, I'm sixteen years old and just started my sophomore year of high school at Lake Nona High here in Orlando. I'm the captain and goalkeeper for our soccer team. We won the state championship last year and hoping we can this year too.
It's 7:16 when I arrive and park at school so I run in as quick as I can, leaving my soccer bag in my car, and get to first period at 7:19, and I surprisingly don't get yelled at by any teachers.
"Damn girl, I've never seen you cut it this close to class." My best friend Kaylee says when I sit down. "I know. Leave me alone." I say when the bell rings.
- Time Skip to after practice - 3:45 PM -
As I'm in my car, I call mom to let her know I'm going to Caleb's for a little bit. Caleb's my boyfriend. Well I don't call him that anymore. The only reason I'm going to his house now is because I know that if I don't, he'll beat me. He's abusive and has been since the second month we were dating. It's been eight months. No one knows he does, and that is because he threatened to kill me if I do. Even my national team family.
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"Hey." He says. "Hi." I say quietly and nervously. "Why are you scared? Come in." He says and I slowly step in. It seems that he's home alone again.
"Home alone are you?" I ask him. "Yeah. Parents are on another business trip. Which means I have you all to myself." He smirks as he wraps his arms around me. I give a fake smile. "Yaay." I sarcastically cheer. "Why are you taking? You know you love me babe." He says. "No I don't. And don't call me babe you dick." I say and my eyes widen as soon as it left my mouth. "I- I'm sor-" I get cut off by him slapping me. "You know what that means." He says. "No, no, no please no." I whine. "Yes oh yes. You've been a bad girl." He says. He's seventeen and a senior. He drags me by my wrist to his bedroom and I'm pretty sure you can figure out from there.
- 6:30 PM -
I went into the bathroom after what just happened with my makeup bag to apply makeup to where he slapped me and the marks he left on my neck. I'm shaking so bad that it's kinda hard to but I get it covered then leave with my makeup bag and get in my car while he's using the bathroom before speeding home.
"Hey mom, mama." I greet my moms like nothing happened. "Hey honey. We're just starting to cook dinner if you wanna go shower." Mama says. "Okay. I'll be back down in a little bit." I say before then heading up the stairs to my room.
Once out of the shower, I head back downstairs. Dinner's ready and when we sit down to eat I rest my hand on the side that he slapped me.
"What are those marks?" Mama asks in the silence of us eating. "Shit." I mumble. I forgot to cover them back up. "Mama it isn't what it looks like." I start to tear up. "Then what is it?" Mom says. "You clearly had sex." Mama says. "No, no I didn't." My voice breaks as I get up. "I - I can't." I say as the tears start streaming down my face. "You can't what babygirl?" Mom asks as she slowly gets up. "I can't say anything... I forgot to cover the marks up damnit." I say and start backing up. "I'm sorry I'm sorry." I say and mama comes and holds me in her arms as I'm starting to just fall to the floor. "Ash her face has a hand mark." Mama says. "Wait really?" Mom asks and gently moves my chin to where she can see the left side of my face. "Baby who did this to you?" She asks. "I'm not allowed to say anything. They'll hurt me worse." I say. "Paige, who did it baby? We won't let them hurt you." Mama says. "I can't." I cry. She takes us into the living room and we sit on the couch as mom dissapeared. I cry into mama and soon I hear another voice in the house.
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"Miss Paige?" Someone asks. I look up to see a a male and female police officer. "No, no, no. I don't trust guys unless it's dad or uncle Kyle." I say and bury my head back in Mama's neck. (A/n - dad is Zach) "I'm not going to hurt you, I'm just trying to help." "I don't care." I say. "I got this. Go outside." The female says. "He's gone, Bubbles." Mom says and I slowly remove my head from Mama's neck.
"Sweetie, could you tell me who hurt you?" She asked. "I can't say. He's gonna kill me." I say. "Well we can prevent that by you telling me." She says. My thoughts then just all jumble and I just start spilling the truth.
"He abuses me and doesn't like that I wanted to leave him. He never leaves me alone. H- He ra- rapes me and I n- never wanted to have s- sex." I get out. I can see Mom is boiling with anger. Her fists are clenching. "Caleb O'Donahugh." Mama says. "Was it Caleb baby?" Mom asks as calm as she can. All I can do is nod. "B- but he used p- protection so you don't have to worry about that." I ramble out before just going silent. "Thank you for telling me this Paige. We'll take care of it. It will all be okay."
- The next day before first period -
I was at my locker with Kaylee talking and we heard yelling before I saw Caleb coming at me.
"You bitch! You sold me out to the police! I told you I'd kill you!" He yelled at me then put his hands around my neck. "He- Help!" I got out barely. I'm fighting for my life here since I can't breath and some guys are trying to get him off me but he just won't back off. He has me pushed against a locker. I can't use my arms since I'm trying to get his hands free of my neck but I'm starting to see dots.
"Take your hands off her now!" Our student resource officers yelled at him as they were trying to pull him off. "H- hel-" I breathed before I passed out.
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I wake up to a beeping sound and my head hurts. My neck hurts really bad too.
"H- hello?" I ask. "Hey, hey Paige." Mom says and I look to my right to see both mom and mama sitting there. And Alex too. "Hey kiddo." She says and we do our small fist bump. "My head and throat hurts. What happened?" I say and it all comes back. "Don't answer that nevermind." I say as some tears threaten my eyes. Then the doctor came and did some tests and said I could go home.
Thank God moms have camp starting tomorrow. I can get my mind off everything.
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A/N - Sorry this chapter is dramatic to start off the book! Anyways, I hope you liked this chapter. Anyways, there are more chapters to come!
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