Amy POV:
I awaken in freezing water, my hair was clinging to the side of my face which was ingulfed under the icy liquid. I sit up and gasp, water spills from the edges of my mouth as I pant deeply. My ears were ringing and freezing cold but I could hear a slight tapping noise... No not tapping.. banging?.... And whispering. No no, yelling!
'AMY!! AMY ARE YOU OKAY?? A-STAR!!'
I hear Evan frantically yelling from the other side of the door. My heart drops, how long was I in here for, when did I pass out?
'A-STAR?? PLEASE ANSWER.'
His banging is met with a rattle as he fiddled with the rustic metal door handle.
"KIDDO??"
I hear William yell. My heart sinks further, my ears begging to warm and my hearing becoming more apparent. The tears began to flow again, I feared if I cried to much I would drown so I pulled myself out of the bath with any strength in me but unpleasantly toppled onto my back which was bruised from being slammed against the wall of that... Alleyway. I cried out in pain and roll over, tucking my hand under my weight. I'm still bare. My clothes were still on the other side of the room from me and I was in too much agony to walk, I don't think I could walk even if my back wasn't practically on fire due to the impact. My breath felt empty and my mind full and heavy, the door freaks open slightly and I skitter into the corner with my back pressed against the bit of wall between the bath and the sink. I would scream and yell and tell them to leave but my voice felt gone and my throat dry.
'A-sta- OH GOD SORRY MY BAD!!' He screams before shutting the door again, he must have just noticed the bath was full because I was watching him closely and realized that he didn't even look over at me. I was watching him closely. I was watching him. Closely I was watching him. Closely. Watching. Him.
I scream. The memory ending. My breath near gone, curled up in a small bare ball in the back of my bathroom in my home, the safety of my home.
I sat in the bathroom for another hour or so until the bruised burning feeling came to a halt and I was able to finally stand up to get my clothes again. I threw them on and ran into my room to get changed, I never wanted to wear that ever again. I threw on a navy blue skirt overalls with shorts underneath and a white button up underneath, I threw a shawl on over my shoulders. Mother-... Hayley always told me shoulders provoked men, I suppose I should have covered up or so, I wore a skirt. I was asking for it. I attempted to shake off the terrible dirty feeling I felt along my body and walked out. I was met with a very VERY VERRYYY concerned Ev.
'A-star what happened are you alright?..'
'F-fine'
'A-star-'
'Fine.'
'.. why were you in the bath for so long'
'f-fell as-sleep.'
He didn't need to know what happened, he would think I'm dirty, or he would want a turn. I don't want that. Ever again. I stared at him and I felt tears swelling in the back of my eyes, why would I think that about him? He's my best friend and big brother figure, he would never touch me like that. He wouldn't ever... Right?... I back away into my room again and slam the door, the tears flooding my face again. Will they ever stop? Tears that flood my face and burn my eyes but are never enough to wash away all that has happened, my tears are plenty but never enough. Could anything make me pure now? I could only think of one completely pure being, one many prays too and worships. I dropped to my knees and clasped my hands together. I may be dead, a satanic creature of sort even, but so help me I could still try.
In the name of the father
and of the son
and of the holy spirit
Amen
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