"They say it was a long time ago. In reality, it's still happening"
I woke up with a gasp, startled from the vivid memory of that man grabbing my waist. I felt the warm touch beside me move, and a whisper, "You okay Lance?" It was my boyfriend, Kermit. "Y-Yeah, just a nightmare," I stutter before holding him closer. "Alrighty-" He whispered, while he fell back into his sleep. I couldn't tell him what happened.. he'd think I'm disgusting.. he'll leave me, just like everyone else that's known about my past..
I lay awake for a while with my swarming thoughts, before deciding to get up and get a glass of water. By the time I reached the tap, I just froze. I don't know why, but I just broke down. Tears spilled out of my eyes and I couldn't control my breathing. Panic attack, I thought to myself. Once I calmed down, I filled the glass with water, but something hidden caught my eyes. I grab the box of anti-depressants I hid from behind the microwave and took one out. I take it with the water before putting the box behind the microwave again and walking back to my room. Nobody needs to see me like this. Nobody in this house even knows about my problems, and I want it to stay like that. I just hate it when people fuss about me and unnecessarily worry about me. I lied to the doctor about telling my friends about it so he won't tell them himself. Nobody will know more than my parents were just strict. Nothing more. I climb into bed and cuddle into Kermit, hoping I would sleep peacefully.
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RandomThis story is about my character Lance's struggles with trauma and just an overall vent. Yeah- ⚠️ Trigger warnings: ⛓ Sexual trauma ⛓ ⛈ Child Molestation ⛈ 🔪 Childhood abuse 🔪 🌈 Homophobia 🌈 ⚡️ Swearing ⚡️ 🌓 Sorta graphic 🌗 💊 Depression 💊...