dynasty's story waterloo road

Chapter 9

he deepened the kiss pulling me onto him as i tried to stop myself flinch away though it was hard. He grabbed my thigh running his hand along it, pulling me closer towards him. He got up and tried to lead me out the room his eyes fixed on the bedroom!

"I urgently say,"Stevo im not in the mood!'

he swiftly reples,"ill get you in the mood babes" still pulling at my are as he leans foward to kiss me again until i snap and pushed him back immediately regretting the action as his face scrunches up and he snarles

"what was that for!"

"I feel tears filling my eyes overspilling down my cheeks as i cry,"Im sorry stevo this was a mistake!"

"what are you on about you invited me back here!" he screams at me and i feel waterfalls escape my eyes.

"Im so sorry if i led you on i wont do it again please stevo!"i beg and his face softens as he grabs my hand trying to lead me away again.

i croak,"no stevo!" as i shake my head but he's to strong for me which is shown as he pulls me through to the bedroom an iron grip on my hands. I struggle but he just lifts me up placing me on the bed as i pound at his chest to not do whative been dreading he'll do. He ignores my cries smiling at me as he kisses me forcefully slowly pulling at my tights overpowering my tugs to keep them on, im thrashing about and trying to scream but stevo has overpowered me and muffled my screams still fixed with that smile, his eyes glowing. He takes both my hands in his one palm forcing them down above my head as his other traces down my body till he reaches up undoing his jeans. I wish for my death as i let out another screamas he enters me sending pain through me.

I feel like im dying as afetr what seems like hours he stops collapsing next to me his lips still locked on mine as he gets up buckling up his jeans and leaving downing the last of his beer. He utters one last sentence still smiling,"Bye babes." and i shiver causing him to laugh.

A seed has been planted in my heart, a seed of guilt, pain, fear, disgust and hatred and the action hurts as the eary silence is broken by my unstopable sobs, my hoarse voice choking out cries that will follow me for the rest of my life. I lie there, my blouse ripped half way down, my skirt pulled up, my tights halfway down and my dignity smashed into little peices that are o small to fix and put back together. I cry till im asllep only to find that with sleep the nightmare returns over and over till i awake gasping to a new day and a new dawn but it cant be a new start as i know ill never move on as how could i when i am now damaged goods. I drag myself up looking in the mirror at my unchanged reflction as i strip and enetr the shower letting the hot water loosen my muscles and wash away the dried blood and the immediate memories that are still obvious to the eye. I dont eat as the thought of food revolts me and i get dressed throwing my old clothes out. I glance in the mirror one last time suprised that i unconsciously dressed in trousers and a thick jumpter with no makeup looking ghostly pale. Something has gone from me but i dont know what as i stare at a different changed person and see one last tear roll down my face leaving a trace of salt down my cheek. I open the door to see the devil staring back at me, with his eyes and his smile as he grabs my waist and steers me to school whispering in my ear as i make no attempt to stop him as underneath all of this self hate and pain a huge part of me carrie son for Kevin and his protection as i have already lost my happiness and he is the only thing left in my life worth saving.