"N-no...He's... dead".I said.

looking at my hands,the image of him came back.Dylan,laying on a hospital bed.I tried to look for any signs of him breathing, only one sign and its wasn't good,the machine next to his bed just made one long beep.

"Bobby,Bobby breathe!".

Ashton grab my shoulders as I exhale,I didn't even realize that I was holding my breath.It might have been because I was trying so hard to hold in my cries.My breathing went back to normal and Ashton pull me over to his bed and sat down beside me.

"Bobby you don't have to say anything else OK?".

I didn't want to say anything else,I didn't want to think about Dylan,my mom,dad or them...but I trust Ashton and he deserves to know and I need to be tough,its painful yes but I can't keep crying to myself or even keep crying every time I remember them.

"No I want to tell you",

"you don't have to Bobby".

"shut up,I'm talking".

"O..Kay".

I took in a deep breath and close my eyes.

"Dylan was my first boyfriend my best friend,he completed me,he was everything to me.Our parents were close and i met him for the first time at a double family reunion. We started dating when were 15 and he died last year,a month before my birthday.He got hit by a car, but he didn't die until he was at the hospital.I was happy to go see him.At the hospital  he spent his last minutes with me telling me how much he loved me,until he took in a deep breath and whispered 'I love you' to me.And then he was gone.

I cried for three weeks.I went to school once but everywhere you turn you see something about Dylan and it hurt me and I didn't went back.I didn't want to talk to anyone.I didn't want to see anyone because the most important person,the most important thing in my life died.

It was my birthday and my mom and dad wanted me to go out for the first time in three weeks,we went out and I enjoyed it.I loved my birthdays,just me and my mom and dad.That's was until we were heading home and we pulled into the drive way,my dad ahead of us and I was behind them.He opened the door and it all happened so fast..my mom push me into the closet at the door and I stumbled and fall,i was shock i just sat there until i heard screaming.I open the door a little to see what was going on,my dad was bleeding everywhere,he was nearly unconscious and my mom...being raped.It front of my dad,in front of me he screams and the intruders laughing.

I cried to myself as they were both killed after that.The door burst open and I past out.

I woke up,tied to a bed.I screamed for help but a tape was put over my mouth and I look up to see my dads best friends,he two guys he trusted with his life.Touching me everywhere for the first day i was at that place then they both rape me the second day,one of them ask me if I like it and I cried out and he cut my hand.Then they abuse me when they ask something and I didn't answer and then they would molest me and rape me.

I was found by the police a week later and taken to the hospital.The men were no where to be found.

My grandparents move from my old house and left all the memories behind but they just came with me".

Ashton was shaking slightly,shock in his eyes.I didn't want him to worry about me.

"Why did they do that?".he choked out.

"They wanted my parents money,they wanted everything we had to be theirs but they didn't get anything,except for their lives".

"So that's why you don't like when people touch you,swear or yell?".

"It reminds me of what they did to me".

I know that by now my face was red.I was holding in my cries as much as I can,I didn't want to breakdown in front of Ashton and I can't change if I'm going to start crying.As if reading my mind,Ashton spoke.

"Bobby,its okay to breakdown,I understand you just let it out".he whispered.

He didn't have to say anything else,I started crying  hard like I was in serious pain.I lowered my cries as much as possible as Ashton wrapped his arms around me and laid us down.I buried my face in his chest and cries harder.Ashton rocking me slowly and running a ran throw my hair.All the memories flash through my mind and that wasn't helping.Blood,tears,screams everything came back to me.Half an hour later I slowly lowered my crying as they turn to sob and it came to me that I was drifting off to sleep.

**Ashton's P.O.V**

This was just too much,too much happened to one kid in one year.My heart ached when he told me everything.I understand everything,I might not understand his pain but I understand.One child going through all that missing his parents and boyfriend and being molested and rape was just too much.

I watch Bobby as he slept,he was broken.It would take a long time for him to go back to his normal self and I will help him.

Bobby's phone started to ring in his pocket and he groan and turn before opening his eyes and digging into his pocket. It stop ringing as he look at it.I was still holding unto him and he turn to me.

"C-can you b-bring me home?".he said.

"Sure Bobby".

He got up and we headed down stairs,my parents were here and in the living room,I held onto bobby as we past them.I wasn't in the mood for a conversation with them and I know bobby wasn't.I drove him home and park in front of his house.

"Can I drive myself tomorrow?".he ask.

"Yea sure".

"Okay bye Ashton".

"bye Bobby".

He got out and went inside his house.I drove back home and open my door,too loud.

"hey Ashy,where have you been?"I heard my mom ask.

"Just around the block".I said and made my way upstairs.

"okay goodnight".

"yea night".I mumbled as I reach the top of the stairs.

I spent half an hour twisting and turning in the bed,I couldn't go to sleep,all that was on my mind was bobby, he deserved better than that,I'll be helping him get back to his normal self.