My Story

My Story, Part 8

We pulled up to a house with alot of people standing outside. Dylan got out the car and walked to the porch, he started high fiveing and hugging people. I wanted to stay in the car but he motioned for me to get out, so I did.

I stayed to myself, but the fact that I lost Dylan in the crowd of people, so I sat on the couch. I was sitting there for a long time, people were making out and getting high on the couch where I was sitting, it was getting dark, I went to find Dylan. I looked everywhere when I finally found him in a back room with some slut! She was on top of him, I couldn't believe my eyes, they were kissing, I could tell this would get sexual. I ran out the house, deciding to walk home.

I wanted to cry, I grew fond of Dylan, thought he was different. Oh well, It was getting cool outside and it was dark, I rapped my arms around myself and walked faster. I heard noises, I felt like I was being followed, I walked faster then out of nowhere this van turned the corner and pulled up beside me, two guys got out and grabbed me. I struggled but the recent bruises and their tight grips caused me pain I screamed but then They threw me in the backseat and drove off into an alley, they parked there and they all came to the back. They held me down and started to rip off my clothes, I tried to yell but I choked on my tears, they touched me, all over. One unzipped my pants, they other two were kissing on me, my shirt got ripped, i started to sob.

"Please! No! Stop!" I said crying and screaming.

"Shut the Fuck up bitch!" , one guy yelled.

The one guy inserted me, he was inside me, it hurted so bad. I felt the blood coming down my legs, I started to go in and out of consciousness, i passed out.

I later woke up when they threw me out the car, my body slurred as I continued my walk to my house.

On my way home another car pulled beside me, I got scared. But just to see it was Dylan.

"Breonna, why'd you leave?" , he asked.

I didn't respond I continued to walk, my clothes ripped and I'm speechless.

"Breonna, what happened??" , he asked noticing my ripped clothes.

When I didn't respond he parked his car and got out. He walked over to me and caught me as I almost fell, he dragged me over and put me in the car. I was to tired to refuse.

"Breonna, please. Tell me what happened." , he begged.

"They. They. Raped me." I stuttered.

"Who, who did it??" , he asked.

It took a while to respond. "Just take me home.. Please." , I responded.

He started to drive me home. When we got to the house he parked the car and we just sat there.

"Who was she?" , I blurted out and asked.

"What? Who?" , he asked.

"The girl you were in the room with Dylan. Who was she!?" , I started to get angry.

"Breonna, she came on to me I swear. I was drunk and I passed out in the room. I didn't see her come in."

I didn't feel like being angry, I started to get out the car when he stopped me. He kissed me, but I reacted strangely due to the rape, I didn't wanna be touched. I jerked away.

"I'm so sorry." , he apologized.

"No, it's fine." , I replied getting out the car.

I ran into the house, my dad was passed out on the couch. I went to get in the shower, I sat in the shower letting the water hit me, I scrubbed and scrubbed my body trying to get the feeling off those guys out of me.

I got out the shower and put on my pajamas, I lied down in bed and drifted off to sleep.