Mishap (revised)

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I was on my way home.

Tiredness plastered all over my face. It was a long day at work, indeed.

Sighs.

My phone beeped.

"Nak saan kana ba?", hindi na ako nagreply pa.

Nagmadali na akong umuwi kasi nag-aalala na si Inay so I took the shortcut.

Darkness consumed the way, napalunok ako ng laway sa kaba, only the light posts provided light and that was enough.

My phone beeped.

"Nak, nakapasa ka sa entrance exam!"

A wide smile was formed on my face. I feel like jumping and screaming pero napalitan ito ng takot. Dala lang to ng dilim, kumbinsi ko sa sarili.

Whilst walking , It really felt like someone was watching me so I walked faster.

Heavy steps came from behind.

Too heavy for a girl's steps so I assumed its a he.

I looked back in panic but no one's around

Sweat dripping from the side of my face.

I saw a shadow figure coming closer. My heart skipped a beat.

I. Must. Run.

Now I'm running for my life as I felt him coming closer.

Binitawan ko na ang bag ko sa kung saan man para mapabilis ang takbo ko, pero shit! My legs! they're too short for running.

I've never been so scared like this before.

May natatanaw na akong mga bahay, pwede akong manghingi ng tulong. Hindi ako tumigil sa pagtakbo kahit alam kong konti nalang bibigay na ang mga binti ko.

Konti nalang...

Then

Someone grabbed me by my waist.

"AAAAAAAAAAAHHHH! TULONG !" I screamed.

His hands gripped my sides tight so that i couldn't escape.

I tried the kicking method, I kicked and kicked in thin air trying to escape as I screamed for help.

He lost his balance and winced when he fell on his back. I tried to crawl myself out of the grip.

He gained his balance and I'm still on my knees trying to stand.

He pulled my hair up making me scream again. Then punched my stomach hard, knocking me down.

Helplessly lying on the ground--he put my hands up, gripping it with one hand.
I screamed so loud hoping that somebody could hear me.

I could feel his warm breath on my neck as he try to kiss me there. I shift my body left to right fast trying to block him from what he's doing but its no use.

My eyes widened as his free hand caressed then squeezed my breast, making me cry in pain. It was hard , feels like my breast was about to pop. He's enjoying what he's doing but I'm not.
From my breast to my belly down to my core, he's caressing my skin slowly as if he's waited too long for this moment to happen.

I cried, begging him to stop as he slid his hand at my thighs then down there feeling my core. He looked at me with a wide grin then pushed two fingers inside making me jump in pain.

It wasn't what I thought how it would be. It was supposed to feel good in porn.

Now's not the time to think about it, I have to find a way to stop him but how?

Nauubusan na ako ng oras.

He's not satisfied I could feel it in his grip, its getting tighter, his breathing became heavier, he ripped off my pants, feeling the cold wind blew on my skin.

"Kuya, please wag po, maawa na po kayo sakin please kuya wag niyong gawin to..."
I cried to him, crying those words again and again but he just gave me a laugh.

His body caged mine. I tried to knee him down there but I'm just too weak for my own good.

I'm trapped.

He positioned his knees between my legs making my part accessible to him then he wasted no time thrusting his part in me.

Gumuho lahat ng pangarap ko as he broke my wall. I've always wanted my first to be with my love pero sinira niya iyon.

I cried saying " please, tama na po!"

Masakit parang binibiyak, i cried and cried but he just keep on thrusting, so i just lay there like a doll crying my eyes out.

One more push then he reached his climax.

Warm liquid making its way out of my core.

He spat on me as he stood and zipped his pants.

He just left me lying on the ground crying, hugging my knees closer to my chest.

I was shocked, hurt and disgusted . how could someone inflicted pain to others without regretting it.

It was a struggle to stay awake and for once I let myself fall into the dark.

3 months have passed but still felt like it happened yesterday.
Reliving those memories was the painful part of my everyday existence.

I stared at my reflection, caressing my growing tummy. Pale skin, messy hair, bloodshot eyes, huge eyebags, bruised wrists--yes, I've tried committing suicide several times but none of it succeed.

I am tired both physically and emotionally, I'm not ready to be a mother, i just want to end it fast.

I manage to get myself into to tub, water cleaning my dirty body but the dirtiness I feel is permanent and couldn't be clean. Thoughts swarming inside my head as I stare at the knife on the table.

I love you mom.

Then everything went black.