Fan Fine was sitting in a corner in her room crying her chocolate brown eyes out listening to the evanescence song 'Haunted' feeling every word that Amy's beautiful voice sang. Fran had been very melancholic these past few days everyone she knew was trying to help her cope with her current situation. It had only been a week since she had been raped she shuddered at the memory she had been trying so hard to repress but sadly she couldnt hold it in. It was tuesday night and fran was getting ready for her hot date with PAUL.

fRAN: WHAT should I wear what should I wear. she thought to herself while stepping out of the shower. i know i'll wear my blue dress no thats too short aha i got it i'll wear my purrple dress not too long not too short. she got dressed and made her way down the stairs of the sheffield mansion. When Max saw her his jaw dropped she looked stunning.

 Max: miss fine you look stunning.

Fran: thanks Mr. Sheffield, no hard feelings about our current relationship situation right? * it had been three weeks since the first date*.

Max: of course not miss fine. the doorbell rang it was Paul.

Paul: hi frannie you ready to go? He asked her while smiling and giving max a dissaprouving look as he and fran walked out the door to his car.

Max: Well I never, max was automatically disgusted by the man he wanted nothing to do with him or fran for that matter.

FRAN: Oh, paul this resturant is gorgeous! fran said gawking at the romantic italian resturant.

Paul: not as gorgeous as you my love. Oy what i wouldnt do to get her into bed. he thought staring at fran.

They ate a nice dinner  and drank some wine, but fran was tired and wanted to get home which was exactly what he wanted. Fran was so out of it Paul had drugged her wine and fran was unconcious. He took her to his house and raped her several times. fran woke up with a headache and bruises all over her body.

Fran: Where the hell am I at, and why am i so sore?

Paul: ah, fran your awake good morning. he said as if he had no clue what was going on.

Fran: Paul where are we and why am I not at home. Oh my god fran said as she finally took in all of her surroundings and put all the pieces together. You bastard fran screamed as she gathered her clothes off of the floor. she dressed and headed towards the front door but was stopped by paul grabbing her by her hair and throwing her into a bookshelf on the wall.

Paul: Now you listen to me bitch you go home and tell anybody i'll kill you and it wont be just a shot in the head or something like that im going to make it a slow and painfull death until you wish you would have gotten shot. do you understand me slut he said as he spit in her face. Fran growled at him and he punched her in the face and knocked her across the head with a hard cover book.

Paul: i said do you understand me! fran nodded her head very slowly. she was in unimaginable pain imagine what he would do to her if he killed her. he grabbed her dragged her into his room and threw her onto his bed. he raped her four times until he was naseaous just looking at her. fran threw her clothes in and ran out the front door looking for anyone who would help her. she saw there was none to help her so she ran and ran until she reached the sheffield home. she was greeted by ' oh my god, fran' and 'miss fine what happened' she ran to her room and locked the door she hadnt eaten slept or drank anything in four days. as she sat in the corner she felt worthless and unclean, she broke every mirror in her room reminding her of her dreadful appearence. fran was so screwed up she slit her wrists nine times a day. the sad thing is the last time since she was nine and her parents were considering divorce. as the crimson red drops fell off her arms she felt soothed. finally releasing the pain and stress from herself. that day sylvia haad   come back from vacation and  had heard about fran.

Sylvia: Where is my baby! she cried out. sylvia ran up the stairs and kicked fran's room door open. she saw her little girl in a corner glass everywhere slitting her now purpleish red wrists. Oh frannie my baby. sylvia cried out as she slid to the floor in tears.

MAx: Miss fine,niles! hurry we need to get her to the hospital she looks mentally ill. when max finished his sentence a huge piece of glass flew right over his head he was glad he ducked. fran had thrown glass at him because she always hated people trying to single her out and brand her and menatally ill was a bad choice of words to say about her. Max went to go pick her up and carry her to the waiting limo but when he touched her she hissed and tried to cut him. max jumped back astonished by her actions.

Sylvia went over to her daughters side scooped her up and carried her to the limo. The docters repoirt was not good on the ride to the hospital fran had slipped into a deep coma and was put into urgent care

Dr. Johnson: I'm terribley sorry but there is nothing we can do for her we just have to wait until she regains conciousness if she does he whispered the last part to himself but max had heard him.

Max: What!

Dr. Johnson: Nothing go home maxwell.

Fran was in a coma for about two months the family was losing their minds and poor little gracie was put into a mental hospital beacuse of a severe nervous breakdown she had when max told her fran wasnt coming home any time soon. Sylvia was visiting one day and telling her all about her cousin marsha's wedding fran's hand twitched when she brought up the food and frans eyes opened when sylvia spoke about the kids

Sylvia: O my gawd please come back to me... to us all. Frannie if you can hear me blink twice. fran blinked twice.     Docter she yelled rushing out of the room to find fran's docter. they rushed in and performed all kinds of tests on fran and called the sheffield's. Fran told the only person she could trust at the moment her mother because she didnt want to tell the police herself. i'll kill that bastard! sylvia yelled

Fran; not if he kills you first.  a few weeks later fran was released and so was gracie . fran and max got married and life was good once again.   * Never let a guy touch you not even if your engaged until your comfortable wwith it and if he tries to rape you always carry a knife or weapon and remember its your life and security at stake rape is no game! :)