Infinity | Sequel to Right Now |

Guardian Angel

Author's Note: Please see the video. Women are coming forward against sexual abuse. It is time to take a stand. Without a yes, it's a no.

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Virginie's Point Of View

December 1st

I can't believe it. What have I done to have this happen to me?

The elevator stops. I panic. What if it's him?

Please don't be him. Please don't be him!

It's a woman. I allow myself to breathe again. She looks weirdly at me, so I look at myself. My shirt is ripped half opened, my skirt is way too lifted up. I hide myself with my coat and pull down my skirt.

We get to the main floor with a ding and the sound annoys me. I look for a bathroom downstairs I can lock myself in. I'm so desperate to find one and finally do. I get in, lock the door and collapse on the floor. All I can think about is the sound of his thrusts and it rips my heart out of my chest. He raped me. I feel so ashamed. What have I done to deserve this?

My sobs are getting heavier and I feel an ache down my belly. I'm so disgusted of myself.

I quickly get up and sit on the toilet. I want to get every trace of him off. I wipe myself and it hurts me. I look at my toilet paper and I see blood. I know I'm not on my period, so he ripped me open there too. Oh my God! How could this happen to me?

All I think about now is how I crave for a shower, to scrub all of him off me. Without my purse, I have no money to buy myself another room in another hotel or a way back ticket. I'm stuck and helpless. And disgusting and ashamed and... a slut. That's what I am.

I thought Harry destroyed me, but nothing will ever come close to this.

Harry!

With my phone, I've got Anne's cellphone number, I can call her! She literally is my last and only hope. There's no one else around. I pick my phone up and dial her number. I quiet my sobs and hope she will answer.

"Hello?" Her voice is the sound of an angel to me. It makes me break down into tears harder.

"Anne! Thank God you answered! It's Gynie!" I let out as understandable as I can between my sobs, she is my only glimpse of hope.

"Gynie? What is wrong, Love? How are you?"

"I'm so sorry to call you so late and unexpected, but I really need your help." I apologise enable to keep myself from crying loudly, which seems to alarm her.

"Sshh! Everything is going to be fine, stop crying. Tell me what I can do." She tries to comfort me with her adorable soothing voice.

"I'm in Manchester, at a hotel. I can text you the address. Can you come pick me up, please? I'm begging you." I hold my legs tightly close to my chest, rocking from front to back, still miserably sobbing in my phone.

"Of course, Love. I'm coming right away. I'm here for you. Everything is going to be fine." She says and I hear her move and grabbing things.

"Thank you so much Anne." I wipe my eyes and thank every god on Earth to have her to save me.

"Don't worry. We are on our way."

"Thank you." I shut my eye tightly enable to stop the tears from falling.

"We'll try to be quick, but it may take an hour."

"It's OK. Thank you Anne."

I hang up and jump to the sound of a knock at the door. I get instantly scared and my body starts to shake.