Chapter Fifteen: PTSD

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First part will mention Y/N's Trauma from Travis raping her so read at your own risk.

You're back in the bathroom. You're frozen on the ground with a male figure leaning over you. Blonde hair. Travis. You try to scream for help but no one comes. "Shut the fuck up you dumb bitch and just let it happen." You cry and try to push him away but nothing works. You feel helpless. Travis starts to touch your crotch over your underwear. You cry more. "P-please Travis... Don't do this." He ignores you and continues. He pulls off your underwear and positions himself, the rest is self explanatory.

"Y/N? Baby wake up!" Sal shakes you awake. You had tears rolling down your cheeks which you wipe away. "What were you dreaming about princess?" He wraps his arms around you. "W-What happened last night..." You start sobbing. "Oh baby. Shhh it's okay. He will never touch you again." He holds you closer to him brushing your hair with his fingers. "I love you, okay? No one will ever touch you again." Those words made you feel more safe. "I have to go back down to the basement. Lisa will be worried..." I say pouting. "No, she knows what happened, I texted her. She said you can stay here as long as you'd like, we can head down at dinner if you want?" I nod and snuggle my head into his chest cuddling up to him. We stay like that for a while.

Throughout the day I keep having horrible flashbacks of what happened. How can someone be so horrible and do that? No matter how many times Sal says it wasn't my fault I can't help but feel like it was. I feel like I cheated.. But I didn't because I didn't want it. I feel so dirty. I don't know what to do. "Someone's drifted off." He says with a grin. "Oh, yeah sorry. Just lost in thought." Sal looks at you with a puzzled expression. "What are you thinking of?" I look at him with a sad expression. "Last night..." He frowns. "I know it's hard to forget... You might never unfortunately. Maybe you should see someone for it. I could ask Lisa for some counsellors or some psychologists around the area?" I felt a bit hesitant at first but decided that maybe that's what I needed. Maybe talking to a professional will help. I hope.

Dinner comes around and Sal, Larry, Lisa and I are gathered around the table eating some left overs from the party. Sal decided to mention the counsellor idea to Lisa and she agreed immediately. She pulled out her phone and searched through a few counsellors and psychologists near the apartments and found one she thought was suitable. "When should we book?" She asks me. "Um... Tomorrow?" If I was going to do this, might as well do it as soon as possible. She booked the appointment and continued eating. I hope this goes okay...

Sorry this is short. I had TAFE today and I's so tired. I am kind of hating this story. I'm thinking about updating it or making a Larry x reader orrrrrr should I do both? Obviously not at the same time but both around each other? Idk lemme know what you guys want. ❤️

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