My Jaded Sanity (Bdsm)

Who's In The Wrong?

"We can't ring the police Flaure, I stabbed him" I say trying to get the phone from her, "Perry it was self defence, was he trying to hurt you?" I look at my hands that I find myself fiddling with, "y-ye but, well..."

"Well?.. What?!"

"He raped me" anger and sorrow crawl onto Flaure's face, "Perry, sweetie, it was self defence, your not in the wrong... Are you okay?" I don't have a particular feeling anymore.. "I'm fine" I lie. "You are far from fine" she says putting the ear to the phone.

"Yes hello, I would to report a kidnapping attempt and rape.. Yes.. No.. The victim is my housemate.. She is.. " I look around and suddenly feel a tired, dizzy spell lurking in my head, I hadn't sleep properly for two days.

Flaure gets off the phone and comes back and sits next to me "I'm here for you, you know that don't you" she says wrapping hee arms around me. "Yes of course" Flaure had always been the loving one; she always knew what to say and how to deal with things: it was one of her beauties. "Now go and have a quick nap until the police arrive, your going to need to remember things"

"Okay, I suppose" I say pushing my body up from the couch and walking to my room.

Once I get in, I notice the time: it's nearly five o clock, jeez what a long day. I've missed so much; meetings, appointments just more things to worry about. But for now I need to drift off and sleep; this can be dealt with later.

I can't help but feel... Lost. I quickly shower and change into an oversized tee and leggings, climbing into bed I feel anxious. I keep looking around to make sure that no one was there.

I crawl up into a ball and close my eyes; I just want to imagine that it was a nightmare.. Nothing more.