The room her tomb

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I close the door behind me and the guy summer was with left down the stairs. As I started to make my way down as well I feel an arm grab my shoulder it's Jackson, "Oh hey it's you" I say he laughs and asks me if we can talk I say "sure" and he pulls me into a bed room. "What did you want to talk about" I say
He says "you" I ask what about and he says "wanna hook up I mean you're really really cute and I'm sure you want a guy like me" I laugh and reply "Ha ha ha so funny. He takes a step towards me which kinda scares me and he says words that send shivers down my spine.

"I'm serious"

I say " Haha no I'd like to do that with someone I'm dating or like not just a guy at a party sorry"

He says "awe come on you'll like it and me" I repeat my self "No thank you, l sorry"

And I start to walk away as I make it to the door I find it's locked and he grabs my arm pulling me to the bed. He kisses my neck slowly but stiff. I say "Jackson I'm serious stop." But he kisses me stoping my talking. I hear the sickening sound of a zipper and I know he's serious. I go into fight mode but I don't scream because I know that will make it worse. I'm kicking and saying stop but he doesn't listen he pins my hands above my head with a strong hand. He starts to take off my dress off so he turns me around and I try to move he says "stop moving" in a low intimidating voice. I feel a shiver from the cold I'm just laying on the bed naked and afraid I shut my legs but I can't do anything with my hands as he has them pinned down he's bare now and pressed on top of me. No no no this can't be happening not to me, but it is and so in a final act of desperation I say "I'm a virgin stop" he whispers in my ear "Even better" he rips my legs apart "don't" I say over and over but as he enters I scream "stop" from the pain it hurts and he wasn't trying to be gentle he shoved his hand over my mouth to muffle my sounds my screams. "Shhhhhhhh it'll feel better soon you'll like it"
"Be a good girl"
I try to sit up but he shoves me back down pounding harder.
"I told you stop or it makes it worse you didn't listen did you"
"Get off I say"
"HELPPPPPP" I scream he hits me so hard I can hear my ears ringing
"Bad girl" he says as he shoves his sweater into my mouth and ties it so I can't scream this continues as he kisses me over and over I turn but it's no use I just stay silent hoping it'll be over soon letting him Finnish tears streaming down my face clothes beside me guy ignoring that I'm a person that I said no on top of me. I'm giving up I'm weak now I can't move it hurts everything hurts. My head is killing me my vision is blurry he hit me so hard.

I'm trying to close my eyes but he keeps me awake.
But he stops something liquid enters me I dawns on me what happened.
I shoot up from my state of shock and try to squirm away. He gets up puts his close on and smiles with a sickening laugh he says "Shhhhhh don't say anything no one will hear you no one will care." He turns to leave the room and I wait till I hear the click. I slowly turn to the side of my bed but my legs hurt and I fall down to the grown with a splitting pain. I slowly make my to the bed crawling using only my arms to pull me up onto the bed. When I'm up I see blood on the sheets and I have to put my hand up to my mouth to keep me from screaming but instead of my own hand I feel his hand his touch his nails I smell his sent and it makes me sick. When I finally am able to get up I slowly and painfully make my way to the bath room where I take a look in the mirror and I start to cry all over again my lip is bleeding like a crimson river my face is bruised and my checks are tear and mascara streaked my hair is plastered all over my face and my eyes they say the glisten and shine but I just see a blank empty stare. They say the eyes are the window to the soul but mine seem to stop at just the eyes like there's no soul left. I suddenly feel sick and stumble my way to the toilet and throw up and I feel even worse. But I know I have to find my friends. So I put on my dress and grab my phone closing the door behind me but not leaving my past.

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