Chapter 24

                                    

                                          
For PointlessNachos 
                          
A/N: Two more left!! Any guesses on what 'Just One Word' will be about?
                          
"You really think it will help?" Scott gave my hand a reassuring squeeze. My dad allowed him to come with him when he drop me off. I took in a shaky breath. I was scared. I'd be without anyone to protect me and it frightened me beyond any belief. I was afraid of being alone.
                          
"This is as far as I go Mitch." I held onto Scott's jacket. 
                          
"No, you can't leave." I didn't want him to leave. My dad said something about checking me in and left Scott and I in privacy. I already had to say bye to everyone else this morning. I was going to be stuck in this place until I graduated. I would be in school here. Only my immediately family would be able to visit me too. So I wouldn't be able to see Scott. "I don't want to be in there without you." He kissed my forehead.
                          
"You're going to be fine."
                          
"I won't be able to see you." He wrapped his arms around my shoulders. I wanted to stay in his arms forever. 
                          
"We'll see each other soon, okay?"
                          
"In five months!" He pulled me into a gentle kiss. I wrapped my arms around his neck. I would miss this. I would miss him. I would miss my family too but they can visit.
                          
"Promise me you'll get better." His forehead was resting against mine. 
                          
"I think I will. Chris is behind bars now." They were finally able to convict the bastard and I was so happy. He has twenty years. And I had my family. And Scott was still by my side. I wish I didn't have to go to this stupid therapy shit. Apparently it will help me. But I know for the rest of my life I'm still going to be scared. Chris got out of jail once, he can get out again.
                          
"You can't lie to me." 
                          
"I know. I love you." Scott brushed his fingers across my cheek.
                          
"I love you too."
                          
"It's time to go Mitch." My dad slowly led me into the building. I gripped my dad's arm. What was this going to be like? Was it going to be a bunch of straight men that felt degraded? A female nurse took me into a room where a bunch of guys were sitting in chairs in a circle. She helped to one of the chairs. The therapist smiled at me.
                          
"This is our new member Mitch. He'll be taking Charlie's old room." I was staring down at my feet. It made me uncomfortable with all these eyes staring at me. 
                          
The whole time I was chewing on my lip, glance between my feet and the people that were talking. They were so open. I was still trying to remember what had happened to me. It was just one big blur that didn't make sense. I remember the pain. I have bruises and cuts that prove what I went through. I honestly didn't want to remember. I would be worse than I was now. 
                          
I didn't speak to the people. I thought it was pointless. We were saying the same thing over and over again. That wasn't my actual excuse. I didn't know what to say. Hi, I'm Mitch and I was drugged and raped by my old teacher who was released from jail because there wasn't any evidence from the first time. Am I suppose to cry for myself? Am I suppose to cry for the others? I'm not good with this stuff. I am with Scott but not other people.
                          
Scott was the thing that was stuck in my mind as I was laying in my bed. I didn't want to go to the rec room and we all had separate rooms. I didn't want to think of Chris and if I thought of my family, I think of how I can lose them in this situation. I couldn't find anything to make me feel better. Except Scott.
                          
I remember how he would wake me up in the morning by kissing the back of my neck or my shoulder. I wish he was here to comfort me. I wasn't able to see him very often when I was in the hospital. I miss him making Zel and I breakfast. I miss a lot of old things. And I was scared that when I got out he'd have found someone better. Someone that he wouldn't have to break the law to be in a relationship with. Five months is a long time and in this facility there was no one my own age. They were older. I was the youngest and I was afraid that I would have to go through all of this all alone because no one wants to be friends with the 'little kid'.
                          
They were all soon to see that I was used. My body has been violated. They'll see that I wasn't worth it. But why would Scott stay this long if he knew all this stuff about me. Why would he even risk the law?
                          
Maybe I am worth something.