Remember Me //[Sequel to Promise Me] Completed [✔️]

Hurt

Trigger warning: some of you may not like this chapter. you can skip this chapter if you like, but if you read know I didn't mean to offend anybody! Xx

Tegan's P.O.V
Boston, MA
June 2015

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When he pulled apart from me, my lips felt swollen. He took his hand in my own, and led me out of the pool. We got dressed. Instead of taking me back into the house, he took me through the gates. He opened up a car door. I stopped, pulling my hand from him.

"What are we doing?" I asked, wrapping my arms around my chest.

"Come on, it's warmer in here." He told me.

"I'm not cold." I lied, shivering slightly. He shook his head, grabbing my arm. "I think I should go inside."

He pulled me into the car, letting me fall on top of him in the back seat. I began to sit up, but he rolled us over, so I was on bottom. We were dressed again, thank god. He started kissing me again, but this time I didn't kiss back.

"What? What's wrong?" He asked.

"I don't know,"

I didn't know how to explain it. I didn't even know him. We weren't even friends.

"You're just cold." He said, forcing his lips back to mine.

He kept kissing me repetitively, I tried turning my head, avoiding it. He held my face with his hands, so I could no longer move. How could he even keep kissing me?

"You wanna do this?" He asked, breathlessly, leaving kisses down my neck.

"I-I don't think we should." I said, my voice shaky.

"Come on, I like you." He said, sucking the skin on my collarbone.

I tried reaching for the door handle, but I couldn't find it.

"S-stop!" I demanded, trying to push him off of me.

"Shhh," he tried to sooth me.

His hands reached up my stomach.

"No, get off! Get off now!" I force my body up, his head hitting the top of the car.

"Christ, ouch!" He yelps, his hand holding his head. "Calm down, fuck!"

I pulled on the door handle but it was locked. I started hitting on the window, crying.

"Calm down, I said!" He shouts, putting his hands on my shoulders to stop me from hitting.

"What were you gonna do to me?" I cry. "Let me out of here!"

My fingers begin to fumble with the lock.

I felt dirty.

How could I get in a car?

How old was he even?

Clake was nineteen! He could be even older.

I couldn't even stand myself.

A whimper fell from my lips, as I threw the door open, slamming it shut. The darkness seemed to last forever. I just walked forward, until I was off the street of this house, until I was blocks and blocks away from this house.

What just happened to me?

I felt like I was dead. I felt like a zombie walking down the street in the middle of the summer night.

I have no where to go. I have no one to call. I'm all alone in a state where I don't know anybody else.

I kept walking until my legs couldn't move anymore. I sat down on a bench that was on a bridge. I looked at the water in front of me.

What would happen if I jumped off? Why couldn't I just die?

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I peaked open my eyes, being blinded by the bright sun. I rolled over, causing pain to shoot through my body. I gasped, one of my hands flying to my back. I sat up on the bench I had fallen asleep on. Last night, I fell asleep sitting on this bench. I'm lucky I didn't get kidnapped. How could I be so stupid after what almost happened?

There were a few bruises on my arms. What was I going to do?

I slid my phone out of my pocket. It was already noon. I have to call someone.

I need to figure out what to do. I'm never going back to that house again. I unlocked my phone, scrolling through my contacts. I clicked the call button, my hands trembling. I pressed the phone to my ear, listening to the ringing.

"Please answer. Please answer." I chanted, quietly.

"Hello?" Simon's voice answered.

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1 in 5 girls and 1 in 20 boys have
a chance of being sexually assaulted

68% of those cases will never be reported

Girls ages 16-19 are 4 times more likely than the general population to be victims of rape, attempted rape, or sexual assault.

a child has a greater chance of being sexually abused than burning in a fire.

along with stop, drop, and roll we must teach them to yell, run, and tell.

I wrote this not to offend anyone. I wrote this to bring awareness.

every 107 seconds, another sexual assault occurs.

every year thousands of people are sexually assaulted.

if you, or someone you know has been sexually assaulted, speak up. tell someone. a parent, teacher, police officer.

you don't have to go through that alone.

~Tyson.