He Left Her There

One line-

No.

Two lines-

Yes.

She waits on the bathroom floor.

Only two more minutes.

Two minutes,she thinks,

Is all it took for her to be in this position today.

He grabbed her by the hair.

Pushed her to the bed.

Riiiiiiiiiippp

Off went her clothes.

He looked down at her naked body

With lust in his eyes.

He tied her hands to the bed

And crashed his lips to hers.

He laughed while she

Screamed.

Begged.

Cried.

His clothes fell to the floor,

The sinister look in his eyes never leaving.

He forced himself inside her.

All she could do is close her eyes and wish that its all just a nightmare.

He enjoyed every moment of her

Fear.

Pain.

Grief.

That was fun, wasnt it?

He says.

She says nothing

And lets the tears fall.

He left her there

Battered.

Bruised.

Bloody.

She walked back home that day,

Acting like nothing was wrong.

Didn't tell anyone what happened,

Too ashamed, too scared.

He took away her

Trust.

Safety.

Innocence.

Two lines.

She takes out last Christmas' gift.

"I'm sorry." she whispers

And pulls the trigger.