What felt like a cold medal rod, ran up my leg and gave my goosebumps.
"What are you doing? Why are you looking up there without some permission or some shit dude?!" Connor asked. His tone was serious and harsh. Like a father when he meets his daughters very first boyfriend.
"I'm just checking to see if there is any major damage." he said cool as ice.
"Oh my fucking god! What the fuck is the hold up? My girl is back here loosing gallons of blood! Lets get this shit moving!" he screeched as I felt the ambulance halt.
"Sir, please calm d--"
"Don't you dare! Don't you dare tell me to 'calm down'!" he interrogated cutting the much, much calmer man off. I slightly heard his voice crack as the spit out his words. Was Connor going to cry again?
"If-if your gi-girlfriend, was in your house be-being r-aped, w-would you be calm?!" Connor cried.
Wow, Connor had been so emotional tonight. I honestly I don't know if he is sad, or mad. Sad because if what had happened. Or mad because of what happened.
"Look man, I'm so sorry. But in order to take care and make sure she's okay, I can't be rushed or yelled at. We both want the same thing here. For her to be okay." he said quietly. The paramedic had a way with words. The way he calmed Connor down with one statement. He returned to where he was and looked down in my lower region.
"Nothing seems to be majorly torn." the man said after about one or two minutes later.
"D-do you know if she was.. a virgin before?" the man asked slow and awkwardly.
"Uh, do you have to know?" Connor questioned. The way he has been so protective makes me feel so secure.
"Well sort of. If she wasn't, you guys can press even more charges on the guy that did this." The paramedic stated.
"No." Connor responded truthfully.
"Okay. We'll be arriving at the hospital within the next minute or two. I have to ask you to keep your distance till we get her situated into a housing room. I'll personally make sure she gets a private room."
"Thanks man."
"Okay here we go. Just go into the lobby and wait. I'll come out to get you after were done."
"...Okay." Connor said unsure like.
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Someone lifted the fragile bed I was laying on up and down on to the ground.
"What is wrong with her?" A un-familiar voice questioned.
"She was raped, and fainted at the loss of blood."
"Major damage? Minor?"
"Not too major, but not minor either. She obviously was struggling to get away from the rapist."
As the people rushed me into the hospital my hearing was in and out and I couldn't comprehend what they were saying. I went out of consciousness and came to in a room. I looked around the room and it was dark, it had white walls with green and pink little flowers around the top corners. I sat up in the stiff uncomfortable bed and saw a figure in the corner of the room. Whoever it was, was tall and thin. It almost looked like Connor. Connor! I had forgot that he was here with me.
"Connor thank god you're here." I said sighing a huff of relief.
"Thank god you woke up." He said still standing in the same spot.
"Come over here. Come sit next to me." I said patting the empty spot on the bed next to me.
Connor didn't reply, instead walked out of the shadow. As he came out, I realized it wasn't Connor. It was Jc.
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RomanceLydia Rose meets Connor Franta at a party of her ex's. Connor seems like a sweet, caring, boy, but he has a hard, crucial past. His dad is a abusive drunk and his mother is a angel that happens to be buried 6ft under. Connor is a sweetheart, when h...