Blue by Jesilyn Holdridge Page B

back around to where they had taken her before and then looked at the two of them with her bruised face. She hoped that Justin and Blue both felt at least a little bit of remorse for what they had done to her. She hoped that they knew what they had done. She hoped that Blue got the point that the police could finally arrest him now for assault and for battery.
    “Look,” Blue started as she walked by. He said this just loud enough so she could hear it. “She thinks, she’s going to go tell.” He said it kind of a sweet and innocent voice like he had done nothing to her. “You poor, poor thing.”
    “Stay away from me.” She then walked away from them. Blue was not very happy with her anyway.
    “You tell any one of your little brainless friends, and they will never ever find you again because you will experience the beating of your life to where it is so hard that even your grandchildren would have a bruise—if you were to have any that is, and the only way that you are getting pregnant from now on is from me.” He leaned forward to kiss her, but she pulled away just in time for him to miss.
    She hated him, even more than ever before. She had not hated any one before in her life besides him. He had made her so mad, self-conscious, and scared all because he was a self-centered little spirit. “No, Meganlynn, we are going to do this right this time.”
    “No, please.” Then he kissed her. It was the most disgusting thing in her life. The look on her face told all of it; he was all about himself, and she had not wanted that kiss to happen at all. He had just made it happen all on his own.
    “You can go now, honey.”
    “I’m not your honey,” she said as she ripped away from him and ran back to her cabin. She lay on her bed and cried for a minute. Then she whipped out her little journal that had everything that he had been doing and wrote the rest of the things that he had done to her that day. Then she got into her bag and pulled out a sweatshirt.
    One of the girls who was in her cabin walked in to see her crying and noticed the journal lying wide-open on her bed. The girl picked up the journal and then looked at her.
    “Has he really been doing all of this stuff to you?” she asked.
    “Yes, he has,” she cried out. Hardly any of her words were able to be made out, but her friend did her best to.
    “You need to tell someone about this.”
    “I know. I know.”
    “Then why don’t you? You’re not stupid. Trust me, I know you’re not stupid.”
    “I know, but he keeps on threatening me if I do tell someone. He just threatened me about the scar that’s across my face at the moment.”
    “What did he say?”
    “He said that if I told someone then I was never going to be found, because the beating that he was going to give me was going to be so harsh that my grandchildren were going to have bruises on them from the beating. Then he said that I would never have grandchildren because I would never do anything like that with anyone except for him, and then he forced me to kiss him.”
    “Where was your boyfriend all this time?”
    “Justin’s not my boyfriend anymore.”
    “Well he should still stick up for you.”
    “You’d think wouldn’t you?”
    “Yeah, where was he?”
    “He was standing right there, watching as he did this to me.”
    “Well, come on, we need to get back down to band camp. I won’t tell anyone, but if I find that he has done something else to you again, you will be telling someone because there won’t be any other choice with me around.”
    “Okay.” Meganlynn sniffled, and then they walked down to the field once again. The journal was still open on her bed, but Meganlynn really didn’t care who read it; she wanted someone else to read it. She wanted enough people to read it that they could get a group together to find Blue and treat him the same way that he had been treating her since the first day of pre-camp.
    Blue was the same; he had treated her the same way as he