My Brother's Best Friend

Trama (6)

⚠️⚠️SEXUAL ASSAULT. PTSD. TRAMA.⚠️⚠️

I put on my shoes, and headed out the door. I locked it behind me, and headed down the road. We're nearing the end of summer so the air is slightly cooler at this time of night. I looked up at the sky, and took a deep breath in. As I exhale I smiled. I am so lucky. It's the last year of school, my childhood best friend, and crush is now mine. I have an amazing baby brother, mom, and friends! I couldn't be happier. I'm not sure if I'm just high, or high on life, shit probably both. All I know is I feel like I'm on top of the world.
I walk up to the gas station, and noticed some clouds in the sky. I need to make this quick. I hurried inside, and went straight for a six pack of YooHoos. They're Eddie, and I favorite, but the boys enjoy them as well. I walked down the aisle, and grabbed some sour heads, sweet tarts, and oreos. I headed to the front, paid for my things, and left. When I walked outside it was pouring.
"Shit. Oh well." I said to myself. I headed down the side of the store when suddenly I was grabbing. Someone's hand covered my mouth before I could scream. I dropped everything, and reached up, but was slammed into the wall. When my eyes opened I saw Billy.

He then grabbed me by my hair, and slammed my head against the wall.
"It's about time I find you alone." He says angerly. He laid me down on the ground, and leaned into my ear. "I told. What Billy wants. Billy takes."
The words send chills down my spine. I feel like I'm going to be sick. My ears are ringing, and I'm about to go into full panic attack. I tried to knee him in the groin, but he uses his legs to block it. He then punches my eye full force. Making me black out for a moment.
When I came to, my shirt was lifted, he had his dick out, and was in the middle of taking off my pants. With everything in me, I leaned up, grabbed his shirt, kicked his dick as hard as possible, and head butted the fuck out of him.
"OW SHIT! WHAT THE FUCK!? FUCK YOU YOU WHORE!! I DON'T WANT THAT SLOPPY PUSSY ANYWAY!!" Billy shouted as he pulled his pants back up, and ran off.
I fixed myself, and sat there for a moment leaning against the wall. Numb, and in shock.

I'm not sure how much time has passed when I finally get up. I looked for my shoes, but couldn't find them. I left them, and everything else behind. I walked home bare foot in the rain. So shocked, and numb. So out if it, I didn't even realize where I was until I stood in my bathroom.
I turned on the shower to as hot as it could go. I took off my clothes, and threw them away. I stepped in the shower. It burned, but I didn't care. I needed to wash him off of me. I felt disgusting. I began washing myself. Noticing bite marks, and hand bruising all over me. I scrubbed harder, harder, and harder until my skin was raw, and bleeding. I turned the shower off, and grabbed my towel. I wrapped it around me, and leaned against the wall. I closed my eyes, but all I could see were flashes of what happened.

After some time, I pushed myself off the wall, and dropped my towel. I looked in the mirror, and studied the bruising, and marks. On my shelf was my Polaroid. I'm not sure why, but something told me to take pictures. I grabbed my camera, and took a deep breath. I had bite marks on my neck, thighs, breast, and torso. I had bruising on my neck, arms, thighs, ribs, back, and face. Also a HUGE black eye. I should probably go to the hospital to be checked, but all I had the energy for was to lay in bed, and shut down.
I examined the pictures, making sure they were good for proof, then taking a sharpie to cover my nipples, and vagina. As I let the marker dry, I went to make sure my bedroom door, and window was locked. Then changed into some new pajamas. I then gathered the pictures, and went to hide them in my floor. There was a loose board only I knew about. That's where I hid things. I got into bed, and just laid there staring at the ceiling. Afraid to close my eyes. Afraid to move. Afraid to breathe.
After what felt like forever, I noticed the sun had come up. I shut my eyes for a moment. Suddenly I saw his face. The rage in his eyes. I shot up, and screamed. I pulled my knees to my chest as I cried, and screamed some more. Pulling at my hair. I'm losing my mind. I have lost myself..

A/N I hope you all are okay after reading this. I know it's a short one, but the next chapter will be a longer one. As a survivor of Sexual Assault, I find that for some of us it helps us to read about other tragedies, and how they pull themselves together, and heal. Please stick with us on our journey to healing our sweet Persephone. And hopefully help others heal a little too. 🖤