POV Short Stories

Always the Bridesmaid.. Pt 3

Trigger warnings: Sexual Assault; Blood; Concussion; Loss of consciousness; Other injuries; Therapy

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I changed into some grungy bar type clothes and headed off. I thought Wanda might come looking for me, or tell Steve or Bucky and they'd come looking, so I figured I'd go to a different bar than the one we've been frequenting lately.

I booked an Uber and went 2 towns over so I could pretty much be guaranteed of not running into someone I know.

I walked up to the bar and asked the bartender for a bottle of tequila and a shot glass. I didn't want to attract any attention to myself, so I picked a booth way in the back.

I was about halfway through the bottle and things were a bit blurry and I needed to pee. So I took the bottle to the bartender and asked him to mind it while I was in the bathroom.

I walked into the bathroom and stumbled into a stall. I struggled to pull my pants down so I could pee but I got there in the end.

I was washing my hands and trying to stay upright. Maybe I didn't need any more of that bottle of Tequila. I should settle my tab and go home.

I didn't hear the bathroom door open over the running water. I also didn't hear it lock behind the person who had come in.

All of a sudden I felt hands come around me and squeeze my breasts. I looked up, shocked, and saw a guy I didn't know rubbing himself up my back, his hands on my breasts. I could feel his hard-on pressing into my back and I felt sick. I dry retched into the sink and then everything went black.

I don't know how much time passed but when I woke up, I was on the floor of the bathroom, blood coming from a cut on my head that I presumed happened when I blacked out.

My jeans and underwear were around my ankles and a bruise was already starting to form on my leg. I could vaguely hear someone saying "Miss, Miss, are you ok?"

I sat up gingerly "What happened?"

"I'm not sure, the door was locked so the bartender unlocked it and there was this guy trying to..."

"So he didn't?" I asked.

"I don't think so, but the bartender is holding him and we've called the cops and an ambulance. Can we call anyone for you?"

"No, I've got it. Thank you."

I picked up my phone and dialled the only number I could think of.

"Wanda?"

"What's up Yn? Are you ok?"

"Wanda, I'm in trouble, I need you. Can you bring Sam too please?"

She knew if I asked for Sam it was serious. I told her where I was and she said "We'll be there in 20 minutes."

I sat on the floor of the bathroom until I heard a faint knock on the door, it was the police and a medic. I sighed with relief, I may not know them but the uniforms made me feel a modicum of safety.

Not long after, I heard a commotion and Wanda's voice threatening the cop. I then heard Sam say "Dude, I'd just let her through, you don't want to make her angry, specially when she knows her best friend is back there somewhere and she doesn't know what's wrong. Trust me, we're Avengers."

The cop lets Wanda & Sam through and the bartender points to the bathrooms in the back. Wanda pushes the other cops aside and enters the bathroom to see me on the floor, with a medic checking out my head wound. My pants are back where they're meant to be, so I'm semi-decent at least.