Two Weeks Later
"Vixen can you tell me what happen to you ?" She asked tapping her pen along the leather covered notepad
Pressing my lips together I exhaled through my nose. I couldn't bring myself to talk about what happened. At least not yet. I've been having nightmares every night about the attack. Adrian became so concerned that he thought I should reach out to a therapist. So here I am, sitting in front of my new therapist. This was our first session together and because I was still apprehensive about leaving out because my wounds were still healing she came to Adrian's place.
Curling my legs under me I played with the fringe on my Ugg blanket. My eyes lowered to my fingers before looking up to my therapist. She must have taken the hint I wasn't ready because she gave me a reassuring smile.
"How about this, could you tell me since the attack have you developed any triggers ? Like places you avoid, maybe a smell you associate with the attack ?" Chante, my therapist asked
"I haven't left the house so I've been avoiding everywhere. But there is a smell I hate now. It's a cologne. Pasha by Cartier" I said feeling my stomach turn as I thought about the scent
"And what happens when you smell it ?" She asked writing something in her notepad
"I get physically sick. Adrian owned a bottle when he sprayed it I had such a bad anxiety attack I threw up" I informed her "when he noticed how I reacted to it he threw it away"
"Does it make you think about the attacker and the attack ?" She asked
Nodding my head yes I wiped my eyes as tears began to fall. "Although I was unconscious for most of it, I still smelled it on him. It was like I had sleep paralysis"
"Could you tell me what you remember from that ?"
"I-I um, felt his breath on my neck. And I could feel that sweat that was on his forehead dripping on my cheek. He mumbled stuff into my ear" I said sniffing softly. Taking a deep breath I finished "he said that I was enjoying it because of how my body reacted. That he was going to make sure he left a little something to remember him"
Chante eyes lowered to her notepad as she scribbled into her notepad. When I told Adrian the full story I didn't mention what Isaiah said to me. I knew what his words meant and with every fiber of my being I hoped that Isaiah was just talking to get his perverted self off. But once I was told there were traces of semen inside of me my heart stopped. I knew there was a chance I could be pregnant by Isaiah.
"Did he ejaculate inside of you Vixen ?" Chante asked almost as if she didn't want to
"He did. There's a chance I could be pregnant by my attacker" I whispered
So many emotions began to overcome me. Breaking down I gestured for Chante to stop. I couldn't talk anymore. It broke my heart that Adrian and I would have to wait to find out if I was pregnant with a child that wasn't his.
"We can stop for now Vixen. I'm very proud that you were able to get to talk to me about some things. We're going to go at your speed. This is your healing process, if you want our next session to be about something else it can" Chante said standing to her feet
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A Love Like This
FanfictionLove. A four letter word that can be described in so many ways. It always seem like a never ending emotional roller coaster. Heartache after heartache, the constant pain in my chest as if all the oxygen in my body has been sucked away. Love. A four...