Stolen Innocence

Running into the woods, I could hear him breathing heavy behind me. I could hardly see where I was going. The energy slowly fading, making it hard to keep good pace. He was getting closer. I could smell the liquor on his breath.

I tried quickening my speed but it only made me become more clumsy. I could feel the tears covering my cheeks. My legs begging for me to stop running, begging for rest. My arms flying out grabbing onto anything. Pushing myself harder. Breathing becoming heavy. I started to wheeze. My body began shaking. I couldn't breathe. Gasping for air I kept running. 'I have to get out of here.' I keep telling myself.

It's the only way. I keep running, even though every part of my body is aching. My mind becoming foggy as I keep pushing on. He hasn't slowed down at all. He's quickly catching up. 'Keep going' I command myself. How could I have gotten myself into this mess?

My Auburn hair flying in the wind. I could feel it getting caught up in  trees and bushes. I probably looked like hell. The heels on my feet making it hard to stay balanced. His breathing getting heavier. When I feel like I can't take it no more, I take a quick glance behind me. Bad mistake, He's right there. I let out a loud sickening startled scream.

He pulls my arm towards him, yanking my body and I lose balance falling onto the cold ground. I look up at him in fear. His eyes show anger, and lust. Disgusting.

I try to stand up, but my heel breaks making my aching body fall limp to the ground. I have no energy left.

His breathing is heavy, and he stares at my pathetic attempt to get free. He even laughs as my arms give out from under me. My black dress is ripped and dirty. My face sweating and my body screaming out for me to just lay there and rest.

I finally lay on my stomach, just lay there as he stares at me. My arms are bruised and bleeding, most likely from being hit off of so many trees.

When I think he's finally gonna leave I hear him move closer. He pulls my body so its now laying on its back. My limbs are to tired to fight him off any longer, the alcohol I had drank at the party, was making my head spin. He sits on me. Wiping a tear from my face he brings my head to his. I try yanking it back in protest. He just looks at me. No emotion in his face. Hes cold. I try again and this time he lets it.

But to my dismay my head hits the hard ground causing my vision to become blurry. I let out a cry of pain. And he just sits and stares. He doesnt say anything. He quickly rips my dress off. I look up at him in fear. But again hes cold. No expression on his face.

He gets off of me and starts undressing. I try pathetically to get up. But my body is just to tired from the run. I cant move I feel paralyzed in my own skin. My body shakes in fear and I wimper. He is now standing fully undressed. As he positons himself back on top of me. He pulls off my underwear. I try to shake my way out from under him. But it just seems to please him. He smiles at me. 

I cry out for help. But I know no one can hear me. I look at him my eyes pleading him to not do this. Begging him to let me go. He positions himself at my entree. I scream as he enters me. Pain shakes throughout my body. Making me scream even louder. He keeps thrusting in and out. In and out. I try pushing him off. I try everything possible to get away. To just dissapear.

His movement becomes faster. The pain becoming to much, I cry out in agony. I can feel him start shaking in pleasure. It makes me want to puke. He goes in and out. In and out. I try with all my strength to push him away but my body stays numb, in place, not moving at all. I lay there still, tears streaming down my face.

He becomes faster and faster. Until finally he's done. He slides himself out of my throbbing core. I stare at him in disgust, fear, and hatred. He smiles at me. As he whipes his shaft clean. Then he goes down near me. I try pushing away but he doesnt let me. He quickly sticks his fingers into me. I scream out as his nail scratches my sensitve area.

Please make this stop! I cry out in my head. But he doesn't he continues to take away my innocence. No matter how hard I try, nothing I do makes him get off, no matter how many times I scream for help, no one comes. Im breathless, and broken when he finally pushes himself away.

He lays on his back next to me, I can't stop crying, my body shaking in fear, Is he going to kill me? I pray he does, I don't want to live with this.

After a while of laying there he stands up and dresses himself. He stares off into the tree's like hes debating something. He then looks down at me. His eyes scanning my body, and I catch a glimpse of guilt in his eyes, which he quickly hides with his cold expression.

He crotches down next to my face, I try moving away, but my body hurts far to much. He lays my head in his palm and strokes my cheek gently. "I'm sorry." are the two words he speaks before disappearing back into the woods.