The assault

The trial

I wake up to my mom calling my name saying I'm clear to go home it's been almost 2 weeks I'm grateful as the hospital is really starting to get boring I want to go home to see my dog and have my bed back.

The longer I'm in here the more anxious I get the worse I feel. I just want things to go back to normal. I didn't have anything of mine in the hospital so I have nothing to pack I put on my shoes and put on the clothes my mom left on my bed looking into the mirror at my fading scars and bruises but they're still there some in the shape of his hand. I tap them but luckily they don't hurt anymore.... at least not physically. And head out the door to where my mom is waiting. We make our way down to the lobby sign out and make our way to the car. I think to myself thank god she put the car in a sunny place so we are in view of people it makes me feel safer and I enter the  car, and it drives towards my house.

Time skip

We pull into the drive way of my house not to big not to small I see my dog in the window wagging his tail, usually I'm out with friends and don't want to be at home but after what happened, what he did, I've never wanted to be home so bad just to be with my family.

I undo the seat belt and slowly open the  car door a gust of wind hitting against my skin as I walk to the door. My mom swings open the door to my dog jumping and bursting with happiness to see me, but he doesn't know what happened to me and I guess he never will. He may be able to tell I'm suffering and try to comfort me but he'll never know exactly the pain of what happened. I give him a pat on the head and back and slowly head up to my room.

When I'm up I plop on my bed with a thud and crawl under the covers and grab my phone from my pocket 100+ missed notifications on snapchat alone, so I start to open them all and answer missed calls and texts.

Most from concerned people some from my parents and one from him.
How are you and are you ok and let's hang are most of them and I want to ignore his but curiosity gets the best of me how'd he get my number and why is he texting me that prick. Who does he think he is?

It says "did you like the other night"
Obviously implying to what he did I shiver and see my self in the mirror again bloody tired, bruised and abused.
My legs weak, but now though my my body has mostly healed my mind is still broken.

I don't reply I don't want to ever talk to him again, and I delete the chat.

Time skip

It's been about a week now and
It's time for the trial. I grab my phone and I put on sweat pants and a sweatshirt not wanting for him or any other guy to be able to see my figure like that night. My parents call me saying it's time to go and I hug my dog goodbye for a bit saying I'll be back soon. As my dad, mom and I slowly walk out the door and to the car.
As we start to drive towards the court my dad says "Because of the evidence they have already it will be a short trial just one day and it's almost certain we will win." This lifts a bit of the stress off my shoulders as I won't have to be with him for a long period of time. At the moment I almost feel relief but as we roll up to the court I get a sickening feeling.

Time skip

Bang "order" says the judge "let the trial commence"

The judge asks Jackson "how do you plead" he replies "innocent" and so now the trial really is starting.
The judge calls on Jacksons lawyer who starts the trial but I don't really listen as it's mostly technical and not the details yet. And I zone out till my lawyer taps me on the shoulder saying it's my turn as I watch Gabriella walk back to her seat.

I slowly stand up and make my way to the stand where I am to say my view of what happened last night. I swear to say the truth and nothing but the truth and I start.

I tell them about how we were at my house then picked up others and went to the party, I tell them there was alcohol and continue on with the story
I tell them we had a seven minutes of heaven game and that we went in together me and Jackson cause we were picked but even though we said we did something we didn't he seemed kind at the time but not anymore. I said me and my friends drank and danced for a while, we played beer pong and looked at truth or dare. I told them Gabriella went home at one point and Summer went up with a guy so it was me and Sophie. I told them that we then decided to go upstairs and find Summer ,and we did so Sophie crashed with her,her guy friend had tucked Summer in I said I was going down for a bit and I'd join them soon. I did but not in the way I wanted. Summers friend went down stairs and as I was about to as well Jackson grabbed my shoulder saying he wanted to talk to me.

We went to a bedroom where he asked me if I wanted to hook up I said no thanks and started to walk towards the door but it's locked. I tell them he pulled me to the bed and kissed my neck, by now my voice is starting to waver. I told them how I tried to get away, how I said no how I said stop. I told them about the sound of the zipper the feeling of his hand across my face and my ears ringing, my vision blurry. And the main part that he entered he raped me. He came in me.I repeat the details and tell them about the after. How I had bruises and marks all over me there was blood on the sheets  and the pain mental and physical. I tell them I made it to my friends room slowly and went down stairs where I passed out and woke up in the hospital.
Where we got the rape test and the results. I told them about the questions the police asked and my release all the way up till now.

Then I said "What he did took a part of me I couldn't smile I couldn't feel I wanted to disappear he left me stone cold" only then did I realize I'd been crying and I wiped my tears and made my way back to my seat.

A few minutes go by as the jury is deciding their verdict.

Bang guilty the judge says 7 years. And I collapse happy he's locked up but I know the struggle will continue this would just make it easier to heal.