Chapter 3

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"The splendid thing about falling apart silently... is that you can start over as many times as you like."
-Sanober Khan

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First day of my junior year of college. Was I excited? No.

Why, you may ask? Well because then I would have to face my ex-boyfriend. I know that I won't have the courage to tell him off like I did yesterday. Leah and Julian will be on the other side of campus, at the medical side. I was going to be at the mathematics and engineering side of campus for most of the day.

I pulled my self out of bed and got ready for a terribly slow first day of school. I stepped into my small, walk-in closet and picked out what I should wear. A leather jacket on top of a white, ribbed tank top that was slightly cropped. I pulled on a pair of black, ripped boyfriend jeans. I looped a black, studded belt through the jeans belt hoops. I looked at myself in the full length mirror and decided that this was the perfect time for a quick Snapchat post. I took a quick mirror pic of my self and sent it to my friends.

I pulled a hairbrush through my short, thick, raven colored hair. God, thick hair was a pain. I can't imagine what curly haired people have to go through. I applied some make-up to cover the slight bags under my eyes from staying up so late. I applied eyeliner, and then swiped the mascara wand through my lashes. I put on a thin layer of ashy pink lipstick. I don't regret staying up till 1 am to beat Julian in 9 games of Call of Duty. Not one bit.

I walked down the stairs and saw Leah making pancakes. There was already 2 plates of pancakes with 4 pancakes on each set on the counter. The 3rd plate had one on it and I assumed that Leah was cooking for me, because I ate like 5 or 6.

"Good morning. I can make my pancakes myself. You don't have to, it's fine.", I told her.

"Okay, here", she handed me the spatula. As I made pancakes, I though of yesterday. That led me to thinking about all the terrible things that Jayden had done to me.

I remembered when he told me that I was worthless, and useless. I believed him, I believed his stupid, untrue, drunk words. But I let it slide, I kept letting him say those things to me. I remembered when he forced himself on me, sure, I wasn't a virgin, but I still felt violated. But I gave up fighting, I let him hurt me. My vision turned black, and I saw the memories happening.

*I guess this is kinda a trigger warning. Rape and mature content.*

"Come on, baby, I'm horny as fuck. Can we have sex? There was this hot girl at the bar, her boobs looked so nice. Her ass was just huge, and I got hard. She didn't want to have sex with me though. You look hot, though, so please?" He staggered towards me. He wasn't even drunk, he was full on wasted.

I was wearing a tight sports bra, and a pair of small, cotton shorts that were tight and showed half of my ass. I was to lazy to do the laundry, and a picked out the first thing I could reach after showering. I wasn't expecting visitors.

"No, you're drunk. Maybe later, right now, let's get you to bed." I acted sensible.

"Okay." I wasn't expecting that. normally, he was very stubborn. When we reached the bed, he pushed me down and pulled my shorts down. I tried to push him off.

"No, Jayden, you're drunk. We'll do it later. Tomorrow, okay? Sleep now." He didn't listen.

He took my sports bra off, and my black and purple polka potted underwear was one too. I was bear beneath him, almost in tears. He took his grey jeans off, and his shirt of too.

"Stop, Jayden, stop. Please!", I cried out. Again, he didn't listen.

He slipped out of his boxers. All of his movements were messy. He shoved his penis into me. He wasn't big, more of an average size. I whimpered in pain. He was hurting me. He pulled out, fast and rammed in again. His hip bones hit me, and it hurt. It hurt too much for me to speak.

"God, you are so fucking tight", he groaned in pleasure.

He took one of my breasts into his mouth, and bit down on my not hard nipple. My other breast was being pinched by his hand. I moaned, not in pleasure, but in pain. He seemed to think is was in pleasure, because he smirked.

I tried to kick him, but one of his legs was trapping both of mine. I tried to slap him, but his other hand was holding both of my hands in a death grip. Bruises were forming around my wrists. Jayden was strong, most likely because he was the star quarterback for our college football team.

I passed out from the pain but I didn't didn't know what he did to me afterwards.

*Triggering content is over*

"Reni! RENI!", I snapped out of the flashback to Leah shaking my shoulders. Julian was crouched down next to her. Both of them were staring at me with concern. My cheeks felt wet, and my breathing was faster than normal. I was on the floor, with my back against the cold metal of the fridge.

I hadn't had one of these since July, 2 months ago. Now, it was September, and I had been living with Julian and Leah for a month ad a half. They had never seen me have one.

"Are you okay? What the hell was that?", Julian's tone was soft, but demanding.

"Yeah, are you okay?" Leah asked. I nodded. I got up and walked back up the stairs to the bathroom. There was black stains on my cheek, mascara, and my makeup was all messed up. I didn't really care though, I just washed my face and decided not to put any makeup on. I closed my eyes for a second, and relaxed. I'm fine now. He is gone now. Me and him are over, and he now has nothing to do with me. I reassured myself.

My normal, fun, sassy, badass self was gone. It was like it just disappeared. This week was my parents death anniversary was, though.

I went back down the stairs, and ate the pancakes that were stacked on my plate. Leah must have made them.

After eating, I grabbed my backpack. Leah and Julian were already in the car. I slipped on a pair of matte black Doc Martins.

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When we arrived, 17 minutes later, there was already a bunch of students walking around on campus. It was only 8:23 in the morning, and classes started at 9:15. There was still almost an hour till the first class. Must be because it's the first day, then. Normally people arrive at 8:50, but today was the first day of school. I went to the closest cafe, with Leah and Julian following me. We had just eaten breakfast, so we didn't order anything but a coffee. I ordered a Caramel Craze Signature Latte from Dunkin' Donuts. I loved caramel.

It took about 15 minutes to walk to my first class, Organic Chemistry. Sure, it was a hard class, one of the hardest you could take, but I liked it. It reminded me of my parents. They had owned one of the largest companies in the United States. They found cures and made vaccines for viruses. They were multi-millionaires, almost billionaires. Now all their riches were left to me. I hadn't used much of the money. Only about 100 to 200 dollars. I had gotten access to the account when I was 18, 3 years after they died during the indecent.

I talked to Leah and Julian for a bit, until it was 8:00. I waved bye and turned around. As I exited the cafe, I threw the coffee cup in the trash. I made my way to my first class.

When I finally got there, after a long walk, I took a seat in the middle back of the class. The perfect place to relax, but still get a good view of the lesson.

"Good Morning, class." And the school day began.

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Sorry if the chapter isn't the best, I had writers block. I couldn't really think of anything. I put up a book of poems, it only has 8 chapters up though. Please check that out. Also, thank you guys so much for 50 reads! I am so so so so so so so so so so SO SO SO grateful. I was never expect anyone to like my story when I first put it up. Thank you, again.

QOTD: What book or movie character can you see in your own life?

By that I mean which movie character do you relate to the most. I think I relate to Dora. I'm stupid, and I have short black hair, and a similar skin color. I look like her and am dumb. Sorry if you like Dora the Explorer, I loved it when I was younger. Now, I have a friend who has a little sister who love the show and I hate the show. It is just so annoying!

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