Decision Story

Decision

Samantha looked at herself in the bathroom mirror and broke down at what she saw. Her bright blue eyes were clouded over with sadness, her glossy brown hair was now tangled and dirty, her pink dress torn and stained, with the straps hanging down below her shoulders. She saw the bandages wrapped around her head and started sobbing uncontrollably. This had been the worst night of her life, all because of a stupid decision she made to walk home alone.
Samantha and her best friend, Maya were going home after a party they had been invited to. It was 10:30pm and Samantha decided to take a short cut through a back alley, since she had to be home in an hour. "Are you sure that's a good idea?" Maya asked, her green eyes filled with worry. "Don't worry, I'll be fine. I'll call you when I get home." Samantha responded back. "Okay then." Maya spoke and reluctantly began walking the other direction. Samantha watched her walk away until she saw her black ponytail disappear around the corner. She hadn't even walked 2 steps when she felt her head slam into the cold, hard ground. She turned and saw a dark silhouette looming over her, his mouth formed into a twisted smile. She tried getting up, but his hands were firmly pressed down on her shoulders. He stood her back up and began looking her up and down, becoming pleased with what he saw. He licked his lips and began removing her dress slowly. Just as he reached her bust, she screamed, and saw a figure slam a trash can lid into his head. It was Maya. She asked what had happened, and Samantha broke down crying, telling her friend everything. Maya hugged her while she sobbed and then went back to the man, who was trying to get up. Maya grabbed the lid again and brought it down full force onto his genitals, not once, not twice, but 4 times. He was writhing in pain long enough to allow the cops to be called and have them arrive just as the pain completely faded. He was arrested on the spot and taken away. Samantha's mom was also called and she took her to the hospital. She felt embarrassed about what had happened, her mother couldn't even look her in the eye. She sighed and received proper medical care for minor head injuries before being sent home. She fell to her knees and couldn't help but cry. She felt like an idiot about what she had done. Her mother heard her and rushed into the bathroom, holding her close. "It's okay, sweetie, I'm not mad. I love you and I'm glad you're okay." Samantha clung to her mother like a toddler, not wanting to let go. She felt safe and secure in her mother's arms. When she finally fell asleep that night, a warm smile made its way onto her face.