The Dutch girl

~1.7~

⚠️TW ABUSE!⚠️

Tamara's POV.

"What is it?" He asks.

"You know my ex raped me right?"

"Yes?"

"He didn't only rape me, he mentally and sexually abused me. A few weeks before he began being abusive his mom told me I wasn't good enough for him. It brought me down and he started abusing me. So when your mom told me I wasn't good enough for you I got scared, scared that it would happen again." I say holding back my tears.

"I would never. If you're not comfortable with anything just tell me. If you don't want me to do something I'm doing don't be scared to tell me. I want you to trust me and if I do something your not comfortable with me I'll never get that trust. I just want you to feel safe with me." He says. He gently lays his hand on my cheek and wipes away a tear slipping from my eyes.

"Thank you."

"Does anyone else know what happened?"

"Luke does, he was the one who helped me get my mind off of everything after it happened."

"Why is that?"

"I was scared to tell anyone because I thought no one would believe me because he was my boyfriend."

"Can I ask what happened that day?" He asks carefully.

"I went over to his house, like every other weekend. We only saw each other in the weekends because he worked and had his college and I was at school and when I got there he wanted to hang with his friends, and by hanging I mean drinking and smoking, he forced me to go with him and I didn't want to, he got angry, that day he became physical, he slapped me, kicked me in the stomach bruised my rib by doing so, then he raped me and left me laying there while he went out with his friends. I begged him to stop and was crying all the time that it hurt and everything and about an hour after he left I called my mom, grabbed all my belongings that were there and left. Mom found out and took me to the doctors, I explained what had happened, they found evidence he indeed raped me, got the file and we began legal action. Luke helped me through it by taking me on a small vacation to take my mind off everything, couldn't sleep in my own house because I was afraid he would come in, about 3 months after it all happened we could take him to court and now he's stuck in jail." I say crying.

"How old were you?"

"This was last year."

"Oh shit." He mumbles. He pulls me in a hug and we just sit there. For the first time in a long time I feel safe in someone's arms again. It feels nice. I start to relax and lay my head on his shoulder.

"Did Luke know what happened before all that happened?"

"I didn't know it was all abuse till the hearing."

"Please tell me when you feel uncomfortable or anything, I never want to make you feel that way."

"Thank you"

"How do you feel now?"

"I went to therapee, got more into sports and I feel fine now. I now know when to say something or do something if anything happens again and when I feel the need to talk to someone I tell mom and she finds me a therapist again."

"That's good."

"Is there something I can do?"

"Just be patient with me, when I get a panic attack or anything related to my PTSD I'll shut down and go back to how I was before I came here, to scared to do anything."

"We'll do everything on your count. You decide when we do things and I'll respect any pace. I don't need all that in a relationship, it's not all about sex. I just want to be happy with you, for all I care we just watch movies on a couch."