Thomas helps me into his car and feel like an infant fresh out of the womb. I can't bother to move, I sit in the front seat huddled pressed against the door. I can hear Tommy talking to me but it sounds far away, almost like we're on different sides of the planet. "(Y/N)... (Y/N)!" Tommy shouts while speeding down the road. I look at him with tired eyes and whisper "what?". "I'm taking you to a hospital." He says gripping the steering wheel. I almost don't want to go, the embarrassment and loathing I feel for myself are too much for me to have another person see. But I can't let him get away with what he's done, I nod at Tommy, and he focuses on the road and keeps quiet. I'm thankful for the quiet because my mind can't comprehend anything else.
As we come to a stop the illuminating lights of the hospital blind my eyes. Tommy helps me out of the car and I stumble out of the car. Tommy tries to help me out of the car and moves slowly to make sure he doesn't scare me. I hobble to the front desk and Tommy does all the talking for me. I need to focus and get out of my state of shock. Two female nurses help me to a private room and sit me down on the bed. Tommy stands outside of the room and the two nurses try to examine me. One of the nurses starts talking to me "ma'am? Ma'am, can you hear me?" I nod in response and I watch one of the nurses leave the room. "Ma'am we're going to have to get you into a gown." I start sliding Tommy's shirt off of my body and I actually get a look at my arms. Bloodstains are splattered on my shoulders, I don't know if it's from Micheal or from when he smacked me. My mouth feels numb and I don't know if I'm bleeding or not. The other nurse comes in with a small cart with a kit and starts preparing the equipment. "Ma'am, we're going to have to take your pants off to get samples." the nurse gives me a pitiful look. I nod and start taking my pants off and I gag as I feel the hot liquid down my inner thigh. The nurse with the equipment gathers sperm samples and my knees chatter, feeling someone else touch so close makes tears prick my eyes.
I sit back on the bed and look at my legs; bruised. I'm in the hospital gown and I start to curl up in the bed. The lady with the equipment does a thorough inspection and I close my eyes and try not to imagine his body on mine, more tears roll down my face as she finishes her inspection. " I'm all finished." the nurse gives me a sorrowful look "I'm so sorry." she says before packing p her cart and rolling it away. I hear a knock on the door and stiffen. "Hey (Y/N) it's me, Tommy." He walks into the room and pulls a chair close to the bed. He looks for the right words "Do you want to talk?" he finally spits out. "How" I rasp. "What did you say?" He questions. "How did you know this would happen?" I cry out. He looks down fiddling with his hands " I hoped I was wrong, he's done things before. But as far as I know, no one's come forward." he breathes. I blink away tears and grip the thin blanket. Another knock at the door brings me into focus. "This is the county police. Can we come in? We have a few questions. oh fuck.
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Pick and choose
Lãng mạn(Y/N) is a simple girl living a simple life. She is ready to go through college, then settle down with a good man. But will she choose the right man?
