Life In Fragments || Completed✔

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“Sometimes you find yourself in the eye of the hurricane, when you should be in an bunker.”

Emily
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I didn't think nor react as I should for someone who's about to be raped, in an dark alley, by a stranger with bright blues.

Those blues brought back hidden memories.

My body was violently slammed into the nearest wall, my arms pinned above my head by one hand, while the other quickly unbutton his jeans.

The sound of unzipping filled my ears that was so familiar to me.

"Undress."

His deep voice commanded me, but I didn't move. I was frozen in the past.

An harsh stinging sensation on my left cheek was my wake up call, to feel rather large hands, tugging against my shirt.

My clothes, mere threads of what it once was, but there I stood, unmoved and unfazed by his unwanted advances.

Then these ocean blues paused and spoke,

"Why aren't you fighting against?"

My mind drifted backwards to the one who possess similar blues but his held more fire, one unacceptable because of what he is to me.

But he didn't care and that didn't stopped him.

"Why should I fight for the first that holds no meaning?"

That's when a shout was heard, then the slapping of fast footfalls against the concreted floor. I whispered to these now scared blues, who tried to break a broken girl,

“Here comes my useless knight, in dull amour.”