Hey! Trigger warning. This particular mini story is going to include mentions of sexual assault.
For the ones that are still here, enjoy.
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Onika's Pov
I drowned the whiskey down, wiping my mouth right after. I left my glass there as I got sucked into the crowd.
I didn't mind.
It distracted me. I needed a distraction.
I felt hands on my hips as we moved to the music. I felt a little dizzy but whoever who was dragging me didn't care. I could only see a tall blurb in a blue shirt.
They had let me upstairs, where the club at private rooms. I've been in her plenty of times before. I felt myself being thrown onto the bed as I tried to gather my thoughts together.
"Hey—" My voice came out as cracked and I heard the sound of pants unbuckling. I knew what was going to happen asoon as I felt my waist being pulled. I dissociated, it was a faint feeling. Sex didn't even give me the high that It used to.
Did it count as sex if I never really said yes?
Does it matter though?
They don't usually care if I say no.
I didn't have enough will power to stop him.
He thrusted and thrusted. I felt my body moving but I didn't feel anything.
"H-Hey wait-." Before I could even finish the sentence, I felt my face being pushed into the pillows before I was unmounted. I felt something being thrown next to me and pants rebuckling.
I didn't hear what he said I just heard him leave. I stayed there till I sobered up enough.
I tried sitting up, this bed wasn't comfortable to even regularly sit on. I looked next to me and it was a was of money.
Oh I get it.
He paid me.
He thought money could replace what he did.
The tears couldn't even come to my eyes. I was numb now.
Suck up your pride Nicki.
My inner conscious said. I took the money. It felt dirty. But i have rent to pay okay?
I sighed as I took it and walked out.
I tugged my dress down. In my head everyone was looking at me. Judging me. They knew what I let him do. He wasn't the first.
I walked out and tried looking for a uber online but none were in my area.
It was only a 25 min walk.
I could make it.
Even if I ended up dead in an alley somewhere no one would care. No one ever has.
I'm sure I'd be labeled as a Jane Doe or something.
I could see my breath, I shivered. It was cold.
It was New York after all. I just walked quickly in my high heels. I heard a car behind me but kept walking, most of them ask if I want a ride. They usually expect some kind of payment after and it's never the cash kind.
I didn't want to hate myself anymore than I already did tonight so if they offered I knew I would deny.
The car pulled up beside me and for the hell of it I decided to glance to see who it was. It was a woman.
That's new.
"Hey, you good?" She asked. Her hair was long, I could tell it blonde. No- Light brown? And she sounded genuinely concerned.
Not falling for that again.
"I'm fine." I said holding onto my jacket for dear life when I felt the strong wind had passed by. It was so cold.
"Are you sure? I don't mind, honest." She said. I just shook my head. Maybe she was one of the genuine ones.
I shook my head still and she understood and nodded. I watched her drive away letting out a deep sigh and seeing my breath yet again.
She could've been one of the genuine ones.
But even now, at 26 I know trusting people only comes with a cost.
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Hey! I was thinking of turning this into one of my longer mini stories but only if you guys like this little preview.
