It was in the middle on April, April 23th to be excact, when everything changed about the girl named Tessa. Once known as a happy, friendly and naturally sweet small-town girl turned into closed up, easily frightened and depressive one, without giving out any explanations to people who cared about her the most. Her family felt helpless, boyfriend deeply stressed and friends confused as they tried to find out day after day, what caused this tremendous change in her. They asked, pleaded, hell, they even demanded in fury her to talk, to break this miserable shell she's gotten herself surrounded with, but it was like she did not even hear them. Like she wasn't even there to give out any answers everyone was so desperately needing. Noone knew it was not her decision to stay silent, noone knew she was forced not to speak. Noone knew she had a secret now and noone knew, how dark it was.

　　Her eyes, which had always been full of emotions, were now dull and empty, when she looked her crying mother yelling at her for not caring how she made everyone feel, acting like this. Like said, she had no other way. She was forced. She was afraid.

　　Most of all, she was angry. She was so angry, she thought, she's gonna lose his mind soon. That, if the bitter sadness coursing thru her fragile veins does'nt cause her broken heart to fail first. She was angry of herself for being so naive and trustful tovards people.

　　She hated hersef for letting it ruin her. And noone could help her not to.

　　Days turned into nights, weeks turned into months and nothing turned into better for Tessa nor her family like everyone had hoped. Everything fell apart and people who told her they gonna be around always, left. First, her boyfriend, then friends and last, her father. Everyone faded away like a breeze of wind. By early November, just before the snow was about to hit the ground, were just her and mother living in the house, which now turned darker and colder with every passing day. Her mom told her, it was all her fault they lived like this now and she did not push it back or tried to defend herself. Not even when she slapped her, before grabbing a bottle from the bar and walking to the livingroom. Tessa did not need her mother handprint on her cheek to know, that it indeed was her fault her parents divorced. She had blamed her long before that. She knew she could have prevent that, if she'd only not been so frightened to reveal the ugly truth that kept her prisoned.

　　But how to you tell your parents that the man they both worked for, forced himself on you while they were busy with earning money to that person? How do you reveal someone with so much money and power for protection, when his son is the boy you're deeply in love with? How do you ruin so many innocent lives, when you're the one in fault?

　　Her parents had told her she could not go to that grand opening of this new club in town, cause she was not in that age yet. Her boyfriend was strictly against it alsou, cause all that he was interested at, were books and upcoming exams and her friends...well, they were too afraid of her parents to go anywhere without their clear permission. But Tessa, she had always been a bit stubborn and little reckless. When something was forbidden for her, she just had to find a way to make it allowable. Even if it meant giving out small white lies to everyone. When she dressed up on that fatal night and still went to this club to have some fun without saying a word about it to anyone, she had no idea, it was going to be the biggest mistake of her life.

　　She knew now. She learned her lesson.

　　She's paying the price too high for it every day.