Amelia sat on the end of a beach chair; her feet buried in the sand. She wondered how she could smile and act so happy, but to herself she was weak. Amelia had not even told her best friends just how depressed she was. She was tired of hiding, tired of running. She did forgive Hunter, she loved Hunter. But she did not know how well this would work out. She wanted to try. She would gve it all she had. Amelia ran a hand through her messy curls. Amelia had gotten herself into some trouble before leaving for vacation, and as she stared at the message from a blocked number that said [i]"We need to talk"[/i] Milli let out a deep sigh. Milli had borrowed money from some well-known drug lords to pay for her college because we was maxed out on loans from banks. When the first payment was due Milli was short 200 dollars. 

She remembered that night. The torture she want through. They gave her an ultimatum- death or a favor. She had no option. She was raped. Amelia had hid the entire incident because if she told anyone else she was also putting them in danger. Amelia was scared to go back to college, they knew her schedule. And what made it one-thousand times worse was that the drug lord was attracted to her so much he wanted her to be his. Amelia held the power button until the cell phone screen went black. She was done thinking about that for tonight. She needed to enjoy her vacation before it was time for reality to set in once again; dead-end job, expensive cost of living, the loan sharks after her.. It was all too much to deal with. 

Amelia