Prologue-Three Years Before

I looked at myself in the mirror, my eyes brimming with tears. My shirt was twisted and tangled from his weight. My pants were carelessly thrown behind me, as were my underwear before I had picked them up and put them back on.

It hurt when I walked, and tiny rivulets of blood had dried on the insides of my thighs and on my bed. This was definitely not how I had imagined my first time. Not one bit.

My hands shook as I picked up the phone and dialed. He picked up on the second ring. "Will," I sobbed. "I need you."

He didn't ask why, or what had happened. All he said was, "I'm on my way."

I nodded my head and hung up, heading into my living room slowly. I was the only one home. The house was eerily quiet. Looking back, I think I was in shock. Still in denial about what had happened.

I broke down before I reached the couch. My knees merely collapsed underneath me and my tears spilled over as my chest convulsed with sorrow. I stayed there, pressed against the floor, until Will arrived. "Oh, Peyton. . .what did he do to you?"

I shook my head and continued to cry. Will just knelt down, and held me close to his chest, wiping my tears away.

I had given him a year of my life. . .along with my heart. I had trusted him! Why had he done this to me?

What had I done to deserve this?

I didn't know much that night, but I knew I would never trust another man again. If sex was all they wanted, that's all they would get.

I wasn't going to give another man the chance to break my heart.

A/N: Alright, this is gonna be the last time I change the prologue on this version of the story :) I swear. ha. So yeah, hope everyone likes it!!
Faith