Life isn't always fair and we can't predict to prevent what happens. We just have to take it as it comes and try like hell to get through whatever life throws at us because in the end it does get better.
Broken.Shattered.Used..Just some of the things I feel after what just happened. If you're wondering what I'm talking about. I'm talking about my rape. I never imagined something like this happening to me. You hear about stuff like this happening to other people and it never dawns on you that, you could be the one in one of those situations. 46.7 % of rapes are by someone you know and that's exactly what happened to me...here's my story
"Alright one more point and we win the game. We got this guys!"
Ignoring the aching feeling in my legs and sounds of everybody cheering me on, I took my place at the home plate and got ready to swing.
Pock, one hit and I knew it was a home run as I took off towards first base.
"Go, Go, Go, Run!" first base
"Keep going, don't stop!" second base
"You're almost there bre!" third base
"Ayeee" I yelled as I slid into the home plate.
Easy hit and home run just like I thought as i got up smirking. We had won the game thanks to me. Things like this came natural to me and It's one reason i enjoyed playing but damn if it didn't make me so tired afterward.
"Guys, im gonna go ahead and head home. I'm too tired to stay this time.", I yelled over my shoulder as i grabbed a gatorade and my bag.
"Aww you sure boo?" Keya pouted. "This is the second time you've bailed on us."
"I know, I know." Brielle chuckled. "I've just been tired plus I still have a ton of school work to do before tomorrow."
"Okay i see you, somebody got their priorities in order"
"Yes mam, i have to but i'll hit you up sometime later though"
I waved bye to everyone and proceeded to walk off towards my car.
"Aye brielle!" somebody called from behind me as I closed my trunk and turned around.
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"Um demarcus?" I questioned internally rolling my eyes.
"Wassup girl. You don't hit a nigga up no more, what's up with that?" He asked
"Honestly, i've just been busy and I'm not really all that interested to tell you the truth." I told him straight up.
"Oh word?" He questioned nodding his head as he grabbed my arm.
I looked at him like he was out of his mind, because he had to be to be grabbing onto me like that. I knew some people didn't take rejection well but damn it's not that serious.
"Let me go." I stated as i tried to remain calm
"Nah shawty you coming with me, we got some things to talk about."
"What makes you think I want to talk to you let alone go with you?"
"This." he gritted as he pointed a gun in my back.
All i could think about was what the hell had i gotten myself into as i mentally rolled my eyes and prayed that he wouldn't try anything crazy.
