I am yours. {#Wattys2016}

55.

Flashback to 8 years ago...

Justin and I were a perfect couple, as people would say. We would always go places together, he would make me feel like I was the only thing that mattered.

When we went on our first official date, he took me to the movies and an ice-cream parlour.  It was a simple date that combined my 3 loves. Movies, ice-cream and Justin. Any time I would get ice-cream on my cheek, he would lick it or kiss it off my face. He was caring and nice towards me. We found a photo-booth and took so many pictures but he would give them to me till my birthday. He wrote a poem on the back of each one and they were all so beautiful. I remembered one and it said:

My lover. My light. My dove.
You are a God sent.
I would never know where I'd be without you.
You're one of the best things that have ever happened to me.
Your beauty is none like any I've ever seen before.
You are not like the rest.
You are a rarity, my dove.
And I love you.

It was the first time anyone had actually felt like that about me before. It was the first time I had been in such a relationship and it was the first time I'd loved someone like this.

But that all changed.

Justin was captain of whatever sport that college played and after one of their winning games, the last one of the season, I decided to give it to him. To give him my virginity. It felt so right at the time. Little did I know that, that was a huge mistake.
It was all part of Madison and his plan. To humiliate me.

We got back to his room and we did it. It was an experience I'd never forget. It was a new rush of feelings and I felt so much that I had never felt before. It felt so right. He felt so right. But little did I know that one of his stupid friends were in his closet holding a camera, record every single thing that happened. One of my most precious moments, recorded on a phone.

The next day, pictures were all over campus. Pictures of me were all over. Ai asked Justin if he knew and he pretended as if he had no idea. But he did. Everyone called me a slut. Which didn't make any sense, since Justin was the only one who I had sex with. He told me not to worry about it.

The second time we had sex was on my 20th birthday. He took me places on that day and once we got back to his place. All of his friends were there. I loved at him and he gave me a knowing grin. They all came towards me and stripped me. I tried to fight them off but it didn't work. They all picked me up and put me on the bed. One by one they all fucked me. They didn't care about how fast they were going, they were all just focusing on theirselves. I was being held down by one of the strongest out of all of them. Justin. My alleged lover was allowing all of this to happen.

After they were all done, I just laid there crying. I felt dirty and violated. I had thought the dark days were over, but they weren't. They were darker than ever.

Till graduation, that was a recurring thing. A recurring thing I couldn't get out of because I was scared to leave.

-End of flashback-

Mitch was wiping tears from his eyes again and I just sat there as if I felt nothing.

"Wow. I just told you something so personal and I hardly know you" I said as if I couldn't believe it. I looked at the time on my phone. "Looks like I should be going" I stood up and outstretched my hand to help him up.

"I guess I'll be going too. Thank you for talking to me, Avi" He hugged me and I reciprocated.

We began to walk away from each other and as I neared my car, I turned back and saw Mitch broke down on the ground. I ran over to him and saw his phone on the floor. He had gotten a message from Justin.

It read: 

'I know you're staying at that hotel and I'm coming to get you'

"I don't want to go back, Avi" He cried out,

"I won't let you. You're coming with me" I helped him off the ground and took him over to my car.

I wasn't going to let him fall right into Justin's trap. I would keep him safe.

No matter what.