-Andréa POV
*TRIGGER WARNING!! (RAPE)*
Wednesday, October 5th, 1995
I woke up I was entangled in Lorenzo's arms.
He was laying on my chest with his arms securely around my waist, hugging it tightly, and his face buried into my neck.
I started to try to untangle myself until he gripped me tighter, "Can you stop moving, I'm comfortable" he said as he took a deep breath, almost as if he was trying to inhale my scent.
"Lorenzo we have to-"
"No please, I'm tired and comfortable so stop fucking moving" he said with a deeper voice before nuzzling deeper into my neck.
I sighed, looked over at the time to see that it was 5:42 AM so I stopped fighting him and just relaxed.
Not being big on physical touch wasn't something anybody knew about. I hug my family when they initiate it, but I would never be the one to go and hug them first.
I've never been this affectionate with anyone so this was new to me, and I actually like it.
It's comfortable and relaxing, I enjoyed the feeling of Enzo's arms around my torso and his even breath against my neck.
Within a couple of minutes, I fell back to sleep.
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"Andréa! Where are you?"
I looked out of my shower when I heard Kai yell for me, "I'm in the shower, I'll be out in a few" I yelled back.
After a few minutes, I heard my shower door open.
I quickly turned around to see Kai naked, I covered up my body before he ripped my hand from my body and started kissing my body.
I tried pushing him away, until he brought his hand to my face, slapping it harshly.
"Kai please I don't want to do this right now" I said.
He slapped me again, "Yes you do, you're going to let me do this." he said firmly.
Without warning, he plunged into me.
"Kai- please stop. I don't want this, please" I begged, with tears starting to form.
It hurt so bad.
Tears started to fall.
My vision was clouded with black spots.
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October 5th, 1995 (later)
"Andréa, Andréa wake up. Come on sweetheart, it's just a dream... Wake up"
I woke up panicking, I was sweating, I was crying, I couldn't breathe.
Lorenzo placed his hand on my face to get my attention.

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FanfictionAndréa Labonair Mikaelson, a 15-year-old young woman with the attitude of her dad. She was sent to Hogwarts instead of The Salvatore School when she was eleven.