Stone Heart

You Raped Me

Chapter Four: You Raped Me

He thrust deeper and deeper inside of my body. My tears continued to stream down my face and I continued to moan from the pain of having my virginity stolen.

I, unlike many others in my grade had kept my body pure. I wanted to wait for someone, the right one. I know its corny, but I was waiting for my prince charming. I wanted to give him the best part of me, untouched and unscathed, but now my purity was being defiled. I would now never get to bequeath to my true love my virginity, and this was all I could... all I could think of while losing it, I could never get it back.

I wanted to fight back, but he was to strong. He had my arms pinned above my head, and he just layed there in between my legs, causing me nothing but pain and never ending agony. How much longer must I endure this pain, this.. this torture.

I had given up on yelling, who could here, who would care. All my faith was lost, in God.. in humanity. Who would let this happen, who would stand by idly and let this man defile me. I blamed everyone: God, Santino, Imani, Myself. I looked to the left to still see Imani's still body lying by my side.

"Don't worry girl," Santino breathed at me, "she gone get it to." He looked down at me.

I told him about looking at me like that. He is not above me, and I am not lower than him. I spit at his face, catching him under the eye. He looked at me shocked at my insubordination. His dark brown eyes and thick eyebrows, just as dark as his eyes, crinkled in frustration. He wiped the sticky saliva from underneath his left eye with the hand that pinned my right hand to the bed. This was my chance. In a split second, I clenched my fist and swung with all my strength in a wide punch. I aimed for his nose, his thin long nose. My punch connected and Santino immediately let go of my other hand to attend to his bloody nose. I, just as quickly, pulled my legs into my torso and kicked Santino in the chest. He flew back off the the bed and hit the ground with a thud, a thud that gave me hope.

I turned to a still out cold Imani and tried to wake her. I shook her limp body, hoping that she would stir or move in the slightest way. She did not. I weakly tapped her face. Still nothing. I surrendered in my attempt and turned to search for my clothes. I grabbed my bra and slipped it on. I continued the search, looking for my underwear and pants. My pants!

I looked over the bed to see my pants. I fingered around in my pockets to find my cellphone. I snatched it out of my right back pocket and dialed for the police. 9-1-...

"You broke my nose bitch," Santino said as he rose from the floor and wiped the still dripping blood from his nose. "You was gone call twelve, bitch. I will fuck you up."

He strode over to my half naked body and threw a haymaker with his clenched left fist that lightly caught my left cheek. It was enough to knock my face to the bed, but I would be okay, I could still fight, but before I got the chance he was already on top of me trying to bash in the back of my skull. Punch after punch, with no force being held back. I was on the verge of blacking out, when the storm of punches stopped. The punches took a toll on my reflexes and hearing. My vision was blurry and blood rushed to my ears.

I slowly turned my head to investigate the disruption of punches to my skull. Everything was blurry and I couldn't hear anything but an annoying beeping sound. After a few seconds I could make out two people fighting.

Finally, my prayer had been answered. Someone was here to save me and protect me. Someone heard my cries and has come. My Hero, my Angel.

A few more seconds passed and the blurred lines began to sharpen. What was once colors, then figures, where now... Imani and Santino in a struggle for dominance. Imani held Santino in a weakening headlock, it was only a matter of time before he would emerge and...

Before I knew it, my body was up and helping Imani. Before he could emerge from the headlock I threw three intense punches that all connected with either his nose or his eyes. Santino grabbed his face ignoring the headlock he was in. Imani released him and began throw blow after blow to the back of Santino's head. His hands moved to the back of his head to protect against Imani's punches. I grabbed his hair, while he was on his knees, and gave him one damaging uppercut after another. Imani walked off, at least out of my sights. I continued in my barrage of uppercuts, blood dripping from his face and onto my knuckles, then I tightened my grip on his coarse curls and reared my right leg back as far as it could go.

This man raped me. He took my innocence. The visions of him inside my body replayed in my thoughts. The pain of him tearing into me, penetrating me, filled my body and it was strengthened ten fold.

I delivered the kick I was harbouring and let go of his hair. Before his body went tumbling over Imani ran over with her math textbook and swung, knocking his head backwards and sending his body flying towards the door. She ended by heaving the book down at his still body and spitting repeatedly on his bruised and bloody face. Tears began to stream down her cheeks and she screamed repeatedly, "You raped me."

I started to walk to her, to comfort her, but was halted by a cold liquid running down my thigh. I looked down at my naked lower body, I had forgotten to put on underwear in the mist of battle. I couldn't really see anything, I could have just imagined it... No, there was something cold running down my thigh. I touched my thigh and my eyes got wide. My heart sank as I lifted my now wet fingers to my face.

I looked at them, my middle and index fingers. I saw a red liquid and a whitish liquid mixed on my fingers, then my stomach began to hurt.

It was my blood and Santino's semen.

A tear streaked down my face and fell onto my fingers mixing with the other liquids. I held my head to the heavens and began to cry and yell just as Imani did.

"You raped me."