My Posh idiot (BOOK 2)

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{TRIGGER WARNING ⚠️ MENTIONING OF R*PE}

Alistair Ryle ~

The minute the cameras stopped rolling, Iman had excused herself politely from Amaya and I, as she walked off set, making a beeline for who knows what.

I had wrapped up the conversation with Amaya, not wanting to be unprofessional nor disrespectful as something was clearly bothering Iman. So I went after her.

From the minute we started the interview, I could tell Iman was minutes away from having a breakdown. She kept herself composed which I love that about her but hate at the same time. Iman punishes herself for not showing her emotions, when she shouldn't. I don't know whether it was my fault or not, but it's not healthy for her at all.

I had seen Melanie approach Iman, but before she could even get to her, Iman waltzed right passed her. I apologised to Melanie on Iman's behalf. I've seen the pair of them get along, it's not in Iman's nature to ignore her.

I was close to catching up with Iman, but I was too late, as she closed her dressing room door shut.

"Iman!" I knocked on her door

I waited outside her door for a good 10 minutes, until Iman unexpectedly left the door ajar for me to come in. She grabbed my hand, pulling me into her dressing room, shutting the door behind us immediately.

I got a good look at her. She had been crying. Her eyes were red, with the puffinesses circling around her eye sockets. There were no traces of tear stains on her face, as it seems to me she went to fix her makeup to hide the evidence.

"I don't know why I trust you with my emotions so much-" Iman paused. She was about to open her mouth, but closed it as her lips started to tremble

"Iman it's fine" I braced my hands on the sides of her arms for comfort "I know I haven't been the best at it, but please never hide your emotions from me or anyone"

"Do you know how many times I have tried to escape from anything to do with Harry?" She spoke, as I nodded my head 'no' "That is why I never wanted Amaya on the show on the first place. Hearing her go viral on the news was enough"

"As selfish I may sound, I didn't want her to re tell her story, causing me to relive my trauma again...well at least she's brave enough to make a stand for it. I was the one that allowed him to continue to rape girls the same way he did me because I wanted to stay fucking quiet-"

"Iman don't ever blame yourself-"

"WELL WHO THE FUCK DO I BLAME THEN!" She shouted, causing me to remove my hands from her in shock

"Today was the first time in years where I couldn't mentally fight myself to stop thinking about that night Alistair. I had so many nightmares, I caused unnecessary trauma with my friends because I blamed them for what happened to me when it was only one person I should've always blamed. I didn't want to go out anymore...I wanted to kill myself Alistair..." she chocked

"I didn't feel safe being at Oxford knowing he was still lurking. I kept quiet, because I was scared- scared because he'd do something to me if I ever tried to report it. I was scared because no one would believe me..."

"...He hurt me so bad Alistair...he hurt me so fucking bad..." her words were now a mere tremble, as her tears took over her words

"Come here..." was all I could say, embracing Iman into a tight hug

The room was filled with Iman's cries of pain, as I squeezed her tighter from underneath me.

"You weren't there when it happened to me, but everyone saw-"