When Worlds Collide

17. The night after

~Valerie's POV~

I woke up the next morning feeling like a rag doll, my arms were sore from being cuffed to the bed posts, my wrists were bruised, and my lower regions ached as I tried to move. The blood from last night had dried and made a huge dark spot on the cream colored sheets. I ran a shaky hand over my thighs and on the inside there were bruises along with dried up blood. My clothes were carelessly thrown on the floor as I remembered what happened last night before I passed out. The thought of it made me sick to my stomach.

I looked over at the mirror on the wall and saw the reflection of my face, it was swollen and my lip was busted. My eyes were red and puffy and you could see the dried up tears that flowed down my face.

The door swung open and it was Jarred. I quickly pulled the covers over my body and I trembled in fear of him going to rape me again. "Good morning my love, I made you breakfast!" He smiled as he had a plate full of food.

He got in the bed next to me and tried pulling back the covers, but I flinched away in fear. "I don't know why you're hiding from me, I seen everything last night. And speaking of last night, you were great." He smiled at me and it made my skin crawl. I feel so dirty and disgusting that it's making me want to puke.

"Jarred you are a sick man and you need help!" I said with a strained voice

He giggled and tried feeding me the food. I turned my head away and refused to eat. "Ok fine, I won't force you to eat. I'll just leave it on the nightstand for whenever you get ready. Also, if you plan on showering, I have some clothes in there for you."

He got out of the bed to leave but then turned around and grabbed me by the face and forced me to look at him while he glared at me, "Don't bother trying to call anyone. I had all the phones disconnected just in case you wanted to try something." He left the room and tears started streaming down my face.

I eased out of the bed and groaned with every step I took, the pain was horrific and I sobbed when I had to pee. I turned the shower on and I gingerly took off my bra and panties. I grabbed an extra washcloth and stepped in the shower; I let the water run down my body and wash the dried up blood from my thighs.

I grabbed the soap and sat down on the shower floor. I hugged my knees to my chest and I cried as I rocked myself back and forth. I lathered the washcloth and started scrubbing myself. I scrubbed my face until it was burning. I lifted my head up to let the water wash the suds away.

Next I scrubbed my arms, chest and stomach. I feel dirty and violated by what he did and I want this dirty feeling to go away. I scrubbed my thighs raw at the memory of my blood tricking down to my thighs. I gently washed my vagina because it still was sore and very tender. I tightly closed my eyes in hopes of not to cry, but the memories kept flooding my brain; I can feel him coming inside of me.

My stomach churned as I sat up on my knees. I hunched over as I gaged and my throw up started spewing out of me. I gaged and more and more started to come out of me. I felt the life being drained out of me as I continued to throw up the contents in my stomach. I sat back against the shower wall as the throw up went down the drain. I was too tired to even move for awhile then I finally decided to pull myself up.

I put the soap back and cut the shower off and wrapped my body in a towel. I grabbed an extra toothbrush and brushed my teeth. I looked in the mirror and I look worse than before. My hair is wet and frizzy and my eyes are still swollen and red. I decided to braid my hair in one long braid and splash my face with cold water to reduce the swelling.

I put on the extra clothes Jarred laid out for me and put them on, it was a simple t-shirt and shorts. I came out of the bathroom and went back to the bed. I noticed he changed the sheets because it was a different color and the blood stain was gone. I just crawled back in the bed and put the covers over my body to hide my humiliation and embarrassment.

*~2 weeks later~*

It's been a torturous two weeks and I feel at any moment I'm going to lose my mind. Things didn't stop that first day when Jarred raped me, he did it again three days later and again last night. I go through the same routine each time he does this. Lately I haven't been feeling well, I haven't been eating and when I do eat I throw it up.

I went into the bathroom to do the usual and on the counter were some pregnancy tests. I tried all three of them and the result was all the same; positive. I threw the tests in the garbage and I slide down the wall. I cried in my hands as I pulled at my hair.

I pulled myself together and came out of the bathroom to go back in the bed and wallow in my self pity. I heard Jarred and another girls voice talking, I eased my way over to the door and listened in on what they were saying.

"Do you have the money like you promised?"

"Of course I do." Jarred said. I recognized that voice, it's Natasha; Ryan's ex girlfriend.

"I got some bad news. Ryan got out yesterday."

Jarred laughed, "That doesn't matter, I already have what I wanted."

"You got the girl?"

"Yes, and I'm enjoying her to the fullest!" It was a fucking set up! No wonder he was so quick to judge and tell me everything bad about Ryan.

"I guess that means that my work here is done."

"Not quite, I would take you in the room but Valerie is still sleeping."

"We could go to my place."

"Alright let me see if she is still sleep." I rushed back over to the bed and wrapped myself up in the sheets. I heard the door open and footsteps coming towards the bed. I could feel him staring at me, but I remained still as I could.

He left out the room and locked the door behind him. I heard the front door close and I jumped out of the bed. I put back on my old clothes and I searched for my keys and phone. I found them along with my shoes. I tried calling someone but my phone was dead.

I didn't know where Jarred kept his spare keys so I first tried picking the lock, it worked on the third try. If it wasn't going to work I would've broke the door down. I walked out the room and it was almost night time! I wouldn't have known because Jarred put up these darkening shades over the windows and there is no clock. The only light I got was from the bathroom or the little bit of light from under the door sill.

I ran to the door and jetted outside. I quickly unlocked my car door and got in and quickly locking it back. I took several deep breaths and I started the car. I searched my pocket for my phone, I plugged it into the car charger so I could use it again. I didn't know where I was going, but I'm just going to let my mind guide me.