Love story ( shivian)

Twisted reality

warining. Talk about abuse, talk about r@pe

I woke up with a sudden urge to just run. Run, get out of there as soon as possible. But I was too weak to move. I just felt pain everywhere. I guess that Roger hurt me more after I passed out. I could barely walk. Then I thought more about it, I could feel his hands on me, but he wasn't here; he wasn't in the room. I realized that he had probably had sex with me when I was unconscious. I don't think about it as rape because it has happened so many times, and Roger has control over me anyway.

I was trying to stand up but couldn't move. I thought it was weird, but I tried. I looked out the window and it's morning, so I guess I have been unconscious for about 12+ Hours.

All of a sudden i feel a hand on my cheek. It wasn't a big old man's hand. No, it was a soft hand.

The hand softly moves my face to make me look at them. But they didn't move my head aggressively or forcefully.

I look at thag person and it was Vivian. She was right beside me, looking at me with care. I almost thought she was in love with me by the way she looked at me. Then I saw her; I could move my body, or at least my hands for now. I gripped her hand that was still in my face and I just broke down. I was...

Crying?

It was weird for me to cry because I never cry. I always knew how to hold that feeling in. That's why almost nobody saw me cry or smile. I was always emotionless. One time Marjorie caught me crying in the bathroom at a party, but that was so long ago. Probably then I started dating Roger and all of this abuse began.   

Then i saw Vivian i wad so concerned what was she doing here How did she get in? Is Roger home? Am I going to survive tonight if Vivian and I get caught?

There were hundreds of questions running through my mind.

"Vivian, what are you doing here? How did you get in? Did Roger see you? Is he even home?"

" Shush calm down bon everything is ok"

Bon? was that a nickname? I never had a nickname. Or somebody at work made Shibby a nickname but that sounded like a fish. I didn't like that, but then Viv gave me one. I felt like I was on cloud nine.

She used all her strength to get up. All she wanted was a hug from Vivian. Just jumped up and wrapped her hands around Vivian, sobbing. Vivian hugged her back.

"Don't worry, Bon-Bon, I'm here. I won't go anywhere."

Siobhan pulled a bit away to look at Vivian.
Vivian tucked a strand of Siobhan's hair behind her ear so she could see her face.

Siobhan thought to herself, that's the most beautiful woman she has ever seen. If she could, she would just kiss her. But she was in a relationship already; what could she do? Nothing. She could do nothing.

All of a sudden, she felt a big, strong hand grab her hair and pull her back. It was Roger. He saw them and he was mad. Siobhan blinked so much that she appeared in a dark room. A room she had never seen before; it scared her. This was the first time in a while she was this scared. She turned around to see Roger cornering Vivian. He was gonna kill her...

"STOP, ROGER, STOP! PLEASE, I'M BEGGING! DON'T! SHE IS MY FRIEND, PLEASE, ROG." 
"No"
" BUT I LOVE HER, AM SORRY." 

The three little words slipped out; she never told anyone she loved them, not even Roger. Not at least as she meant it. But she said it. Siobhan didn't exactly know what kind of love this was.

Friendship love? Relationship love?

Fuck, what was this feeling?

Roger turned around and looked at her.

Love?

Are you fucking lesbian? You're dead, woman.

As roger ran to her she backed away slowly but then fell in a strange black hole..

..

She oped her eyes to be in her bed again.

" Good morning Siobhan, the fall down the stairs yesterday was pretty bad. Nocked you out for almost a whole day. Poor you.."

Roger was putting on his suit as he said that.

" fall down the stairs..?"

" of course what else would had happened? Well i best be of Siobhan. Behave nicely."

Roger left but Siobhan was still so so confused about everything that happened in the dream.

Did she see Vivian in another way? But she couldn't she didn't like women ..

But the dream must be a sign, right?

It has to be..

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