The Stripper; Twenty One Part Two {Justlena}
~Selena's POV~
I took a deep breath. I never told anyone what I was about to tell Jake. Joe only knew because he witnessed it. I was beyond scared. I knew Jake would kill Harry. Then again, Harry did deserve it. What he did to me was unacceptable. I can't believe I'm waiting 5 and a half years to tell someone. Non of this should have happened to me. I was a good student, a good student. Then I met Harry Styles, the captain of the soccer team, the transfer student from London. He changed me. He did all this to me. Now it was time to put his ass behind bars.
Tears were still falling from my eyes when I looked at Jake. I could tell he really wanted me to confess what happened, but he was being patient. I took a huge deep breath. Here it goes, I thought.
"Remember when I started dating Harry?" Jake nodded. How could he forget? Harry was my everything... Even though we only dated for 3 months. "Well, the first month was perfect for us, of course you already know that."
Jake scoffed. "I'm not trying to be a douche, Sel, but please get on to the part where I can kill him."
I took another deep breath. This was harder than I thought. "The second month we dated was okay.. But he changed. He started to be abusive. He didn't hit me... Well, at least he didn't at first. When his parents got a divorce, that's when he really changed. No matter what I said or did, he got so mad at me. One time I was talking to his best friend, Louis Tomlinson. I don't know what got into Harry. I don't know if he was jealous or what, but he beat the crap out of Louis just for talking to me."
Jake nodded while he swallowed hard. I knew that he knew what happened next. "Yeah.. I remember that. Louis didn't come back to school after that."
"When we got back to his car, he was supposed to bring me home. But instead, we got to his car and I sat inside with him. Right before I could even get anything out of my mouth, he..." I stopped. By now, tears were falling down my cheeks faster. I cleared my throat and took one last deep breath. "He punched me..."
Jake breathed in deeply. He didn't look all that shocked. "That night you came home and when I asked you what happened, you said you got into a fight with Harry's ex girlfriend. I only believed you because the next day at school you guys looked so happy."
I shook my head. "No. He was happy, I was miserable. I was scared to leave him, and I was only 15! That was the only time he touched me though.. That is, until we went to Taylor Swift's 16th birthday party and he got drunk." Jake's eyes went wide. He definitely knew what happened next.
I was choking back tears. I couldn't go on, but I had to. "I told everyone that we loved each other, that's why we did it... But no. He raped me. He knew how badly he messed up, that's why he let me break up with me. But when I told him I was pregnant, that's when he started pushing me into lockers."
Jake stood up and came to my side. He knelt down beside me and rubbed my back. I never, ever, cry in public. He kissed my forehead and whispered: "Why are you waiting until down to tell me?"
I wiped away my tears so I could look at Jake clearly. "I thought I got away from him when I ran away here. But a few months ago he found me. He found everything out. Now he's threatening me, harassing me. I'm scared."
Jake stood up straight and pulled me up as well. "He's not getting away with this. I'm giving you until tonight to go to the cops, otherwise I'm taking matters into my own hands." He started walking away from me, but then he turned around and said: "And Selena, mom and dad are coming to visit. If you're feeling up to it, please come over tonight to see them. And remember, if you need my help with anything, give me a call. He needs to be done walking these streets."
I watched Jake leave. If I could tell my own brother about Harry, I could tell Justin too. I would if I wasn't mad at him. Then again, maybe I should just suck it up. But then again, I would have to tell Justin I'm a stripper. Ugh! Me and my stupid problems. My stupid secrets. I'm almost 21 and I still feel like a naive 15 year old. I quickly pulled out my phone and texted Justin: "Hey. We need to talk. Can we meet up for lunch?" Right as I put my phone back in my purse, my phone vibrated. I pulled it out and was surprised to see that Justin texted me back so quickly. He said: "You're damn right we need to talk. Meet me at Roy's Restaurant around noon."
I sat there confused. What did that mean? Now I had another thing to worry about.
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