Elevators (Emison)

Love On The Brain pt 2

Aria POV

  I stepped into the shower, toes flinching as they touched the chilled ceramic floor. My mind was in shreds; I would never get that picture out of my mind. I turned the dial, old and metallic, releasing thousands of lukewarm drops, darkening my hair and trickled down my back. My eyes fell closed over and over, each time showing me the images like photographs ...  

  She walked leisurely to the shower, steam filling the room as she cut the shower on. She bathed her skin lightly, taking careful notice not to touch the bruises that scattered her body. After her shower was finished and she had slumped into bed, she lay there, reliving the moment over and over.  

''Aria what happened''Jason said rushing up to me.I turn away as tears trickled down my face at my embarrassment.

''Tell me pls''

''Emily raped me''I told him what happened and he was fuming red.

''I shouldn't have left you''

''No this is my fault all me''I said getting up and looking at him.

''I kissed her, I was drinking and I said somethings I didn't mean, I love you''

''Aria look we can't not right now''He said hugging and I close my eyes in shame.I flinch and he looks at me and I show him the bruises of her hands digging in to my skin and he excuses his self leaving me alone with a

''Sorry''

  Red-hot tears ran down her face, each one carving furrows on the tender flesh that still
stung from Emily's hands, scars that marred her once-beautiful face

Tears running down my face, like the water flowing through the drains
Rubbing salt into my open wounds.  

I remember the first time I was raped and tit hurt me more.

  She pulls up her hood and stuffs her hands in her pocket. She tries to pass by the alley as fast as she can but even a few minutes here feel like a lifetime. She doesn't look anywhere other than her shoes because the last thing she'd want to do is make eye contact with any of the boys standing at the end of the alley.
"You in a hurry, doll?" one of the boys says, and she speeds up even more pretending they are not here. She only has a few feet to get out of these alleys, but she'll have to walk past beside them. A couple of hands grabs her shoulders and face leans closer to me. "Wait, sweetheart. You don't have to go, not so fast."
She tries to shove off his hands but he's too strong. His fingers dig into her skin leaving bruises on her arms. "Step back," she says as coldly as possible. She doesn't want any of them to see how scared she is, and how she's shaking right now.
"I'd love to, but you see, you're too pretty to let go that fast." He smirks at her, and she tries to push him away but nothing seems to work. "So, you like to fight, huh? He smiles showing his crooked teeth while the others get closer, making sure she has no way to escape  

  Years after the rape she would smell semen and sweat with no source of either. The scent would be as strong as it was on that July afternoon. Her heart rate would accelerate and she would attempt to control her breathing rate. Always she would check her nails for dirt. After the attack they had been ripped, broken and bleeding from clawing at the mud to escape. For that reason she would never wear nail polish. Seeing was believing. Otherwise she would be dragged back into a full blown flashback, checking herself for the blood that had run down her legs from the rips, seeing the face of her attackers on every man that walked by in the street. She had been hospitalized many times, lost in psychosis, fighting her torturers off again and again. But clean nails could stop the cycle. If her mind ever manufactured the dirt like it did for the smell she would be lost in that nightmare world once more; reliving, refighting, hurting, terrified.  

And now I was raped again and it hurt .I look through my draw and see empty tapes and a tape recorded.I sat down took a deep breath and responded

''Hello Boys and Girls.Aria Mongometry Here.Live and In Stereo.No return engagements.No encores.And absolutely no requests.I hope you're ready, because I'm about to tell you the story of my life.More specifically why my life is about to end''