Dexinaiya woke up to being exactly where she was last night.
Her body felt stiff and sore as she got up.
She made her way to her bathroom and she took off her jacket. She placed her jacket on her bed and walked into her bathroom. Turning on the light she looked at the damage.
"Holy mother of Ozzy Osbourne!"
Dexinaiya could see the dried up blood of the cut on her face and the big ass bruise on her cheek.
"Mom is going to love this"
Dexinaiya grabbed a towel from her sink and rinsed it with water. She lightly dabbed at the cut on her face as she cleaned up the blood.
The bitch stings of course but at least it's being cleaned.
When she is finished cleaning she goes to sit on her bed and takes her boots off. She places them back into their box and puts the box back into her closet.
Picking up her jacket she feels in the pockets for anything inside. She pulls out the gum and cigs she stole, along with the medicine and bandages she never used last night.
She put the jacket back in her closet and sat at her vanity. Taking her hair out the pigtails she scratched at her head. Her head feels sore too.
She grabbed her brush and started getting the knots out her long dark hair. Dex yawns as she looks at her phone for the time, but it's dead.
She puts it to charge as she grabs a pair of purple underwear and a black hoodie.
Dex took off her shirt and bra throwing them on her bed as she made her way to her bathroom. She turned the water on after she placed her clothes down on the back of the toilet.
Taking her pants, undies, and socks off she can see she has more bruises on her body than she thought.
" damn, the fuck were they so mad about"
Dex got into the shower and enjoyed how the warm water felt on her skin. She washed her hair thoroughly and continued with getting all the sweat and mud off her skin.
When she was done a wave of fatigue hit her.
She leaned against the sink and cleaned the fog off her mirror.
Why did she feel like she was hit by a train? Last time she felt like this she was drunk off of beer she got from a frat party.
Don't ask why she was at a frat party, she doesn't know either.
Dexinaiya let out a yawn as she moved to get her panties on. She pulled the hoodie over her head and pulled her hair out of the hoodie as well. She let out a hefty grunt once she was done changing.
Grabbing her tooth brush she brushed her teeth and walked to see her phone. It was at 60 percent now and it was 10 in the morning.
Her parents aren't home, they would have left early this morning. Continuing her brushing movement she went back to the bathroom to finish it off.
Once her teeth were clean she grabbed a pair of gray shorts , putting them on.
She headed down to the kitchen where she saw a letter from her parents.
' clean the house, we won't be back until later tonight, make yourself dinner'
Dexinaiya scoffed and crumpled the paper.
" good morning to you too scumbags"
Dex looked into the fridge to find nothing but fresh pineapple and a carton of almond milk.
She sighed and grabbed the pineapple. She placed a few in a bowl and went back upstairs. She grabbed her phone and flopped down on her beanbag.
Scrolling through her phone she saw a familiar fight was posted on Instagram.
She watched the video over and over of herself being tackled to the ground by two women and one of them punching her continuously. The video continued with Dexinaiya beating the shit out of her then a different guy.
The video ended with her being carried out by security while she let them.
Dex laughed at the whole thing. Who the fuck were those people.
Dexinaiya then continued to scroll through her phone until she saw a highlight that caught her eye.
'Local gas station clerk presumed dead , locals say it was suicide.'
Dexs heart drops and she places her bowl of pineapple down. She read the whole article as she sees the face of the man who almost raped her. The police have no leads because the clerk turned off video footage. This made Dex skin crawl as she realized why it was off. This guy was a real sicko. Now he's fucking dead.
The police decided to view it as a suicide and the gas station would be shut down until further notice.
Dex could feel her nerves going haywire as she read through the whole article. Was it even suicide? Or did her her uncle kill him?
She felt like she wanted to throw up but she kept her composure. Sitting up she looked for her cigarettes and grabbed one from her bed.
She shakily lit it as she inhaled and puffed the air out. She walked to her window and unlatched it pushing it up as she was shaking.
Was her uncle a killer!?
Dex shook the thought out of her head as she focused on her cig....
He can't be a killer
He saved her,
The guy was a perverted asshole
Maybe he deserved it
To die
Her uncle told her he wanted her to have a good life.
She needs to do this one thing for him.
Living a good life so her uncle can be at peace.
She'll do anything for him to be at peace
He deserves some peace.
Dexinaiya finished off her cig and crushed it against the side of her house and threw it far off to the side.
She rested her head on the windowsill and closed her eyes.
She was so tired, so fucking tired.
She could still feel herself shaking as she let sleep take her right there on the windowsill.
She needed some sleep, real sleep.
Yawning one last time before she relaxed her whole body.
YOU ARE READING
The Desire Within
Romance"I'll make it go away ,My Sonnet, trust me when I say this , I'll make it go away" He says as he kisses my hand and slips his pocket knife into my other hand. He let's my hand fall to my side as he walks out of his office. This isn't what I wanted...
