Author Notes: Welcome to my very first fanfiction and the first chapter of my story. I would like to give a big thanks to Private Corp for helping me on this story. Anyway, on with the story. I do not own Ed Edd n Eddy, it belongs to A.K.A cartoons, although I do own any OC character's I have in my story.
Chapter 1: He Looks So Much Like Him.
Who was I kidding? Who could possibly hear my screams in this big city? I might as well just let him hurt me.
I hate him.
He slammed me into the ground in my room. I was trying to hold back my tears, because I knew he would save me. The boy I liked. He was always there for me, no matter what happens.
He started to rip my underwear apart. I could hear him loosing his belt. Where was he? No. I couldn't let him do this to me. I started to struggle from his grip, but I couldn't get away. When he felt me struggling, he grabbed my black, messy hair. I started to scream in pain. It hurt. He then slammed my face into the ground. I was holding back tears. I struggled to get my face off of the floor, but I could only manage to slide my face into the right.
Then I saw him. My hero. The one who would save me from this disgusting man. He looked at my ex-boyfriend, then back at me. He had a scared look in his face. Then he did something that surprised me. He just simply walked away, like nothing happened. I was shocked. That's when I started crying. And I'm sure that ex-boyfriend had an evil smile on his face. I could do nothing but cry and let him rape me. I started to feel his private spot go through mine.
I was hopeless. Hopeless, hopeless, hopeless...
I woke up with a scream. My foster parents looked back at me like I was crazy. Then they just shook their heads and turned their attention to the road. We've been driving on the road for hours now in my foster parent's mini-van. I hated my new foster parents, and I think they share the same feeling. I didn't really care about that.
I pulled out my small mirror from my purse. I looked at myself in the mirror. I looked like any normal 14 year old girl. My hair was blond, which I dyed a few years back. I had blue eyes and a little nose. I was wearing a blue shirt and blue jeans. My face was a little pale, due to the dream I just had. No, it was not a dream but a nightmare. I put the little mirror back in my purse. I had the same nightmare I always had before I go to sleep. It was the same horrible thing, over and over again. I wish it could just stop. That nightmare, that single nightmare, brings back all the painful memories I've had in the past. It is playing like a broken record, with those horrible images burning into my mind.
And then, there is him...
My thoughts were interrupted when the mini-van came to a halt. I looked outside my window. There was a single tree on the front lawn, which the grass needed cutting, and a sidewalk to. I got out of the mini-van to stretch my legs. My foster parents got out to unpack our clothes and stuff. My foster parents and I moved into a place called "Peach Creek, Cul-De-Sac." I decided to look around more. I went up to my foster parents.
"Can I go walking?" I asked my foster father.
"Sure. Be back by eight," he answered.
So I went for a little stroll. As I was walking, I came to a street sign that said "Rathick Avenue." Here there was a little cul-de-sac, surrounded by houses. I walked a little further, until I looked at that boy's face, and then I stopped. He looks...so much like him...
It was a beautiful weekend in the cul-de-sac. The sun was shining, the birds were singing their beautiful songs with their chirping, and...
"Get out of the way!"
My thoughts were interrupted when one of my friends, Ed is his name came running like crazy towards me. Of course, due to my lack of muscles, I wasn't fast enough to avoid Ed. He hit me dead on, and I was on the ground in a matter of minutes. I got back up slowly.
"Ed, what are you doing?" I shouted at Ed, who was still running. He couldn't hear me, but I saw something that he was carrying in his hands. There is never a dull moment with these guys.
I better go see what he's doing, I thought.
I was about to run after him when I saw a girl standing on the corner of the sidewalk. She was staring blankly at me.
Oh! There is a new girl here at the cul-de-sac, I thought.
Being the polite gentleman that I am, I went up to greet this new citizen. But when I got a little closer, she looked angry. I didn't know what to do then, but I just kept on walking towards her. And when I did...
"Greetings," I said to her.
She didn't say anything, but just kept on staring at me.
"Um, are you new around here...?"
I didn't know what to say. He looks so much like him. My thoughts were filled with hatred, revenge...
"Are...you okay?" he asked.
I snapped out of my trance and looked at him. The only different thing about his look was that he was wearing a sock on his head...
"Are you okay? Are you sick?" he said.
"Oh...Um, I'm fine," I said.
"You looked out of it," he said.
"I'm fine, really," I replied, repeating myself.
There was silence for a few moments.
"Pardon me, are you new around here? My name is Eddward, though people call me Double D..."