Prolog

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2 years ago

"Please don't do this, I beg you." The tears is streaming down my face, I tried to hold them in but I couldn't, I didn't want to him to think I am weaker than I already feel. His grip is tightening around my hands, he hold them to my sides so I can't move them, his body is holding my legs down, I can't get away.
"Please." I'm begging him with all of my heart not to do this, but he won't listen. He takes my hands over my head and hold them in one of his. One of his legs open mine so he can come in between them. His free hand is taking my skirt up so it's around my waist. My panties have been ripped off with all of my other clothes, the only clothes there's left on my body is my crumpled skirt.

"Don't worry sweetheart I'm going to do it good. You won't ever forget that I was here." He smiles down to me while I'm stabbing him with my eyes. I try to get free from him one last time, I know if I don't do it now he will succeed.
"Stop moving! You only make it worse for yourself." I don't stop, not if it means that I can get away, but I don't. He smashes his head into mine. I'm paralyzed, I can only see black spots, but I can still hear and feel. The grip around my hands has been released and the weight on top of me is gone. I hear the sound of an belt being opened. I can't do anything, I can't move my legs or my arms. The weight comes back onto me and I know my faith has been settled.
"Oh sweetheart, it would have been over with now if you had just laid still from the beginning." He's settling between my legs a small grunt leaves his mouth when he forces himself inside of me. My tears have stopped I won't give him the satisfaction, not anymore. My whole body is numb. I'm shutting my mind off for the outside world, for the pain shooting through my body, for the first time I imagined I never will have, for him raping me, for a person I trusted there will hunt me the most.

When he was done did he stand up and take his pants on again, I heard the zipper close and his belt getting closed. I started slowly to get the feeling back in my body, the black spots had disappeared. We locked eyes one last time and he smiled a triumphant smile, if eyes could kill mine would have killed him by now. But they can't, so he just left me naked and vulnerable on the ground when he walked away. When I couldn't hear his foot steps anymore did let the tears start to stream again, I just laid there and hoped someone would find me, that someone would save me. But once again I was alone, like I always have been.

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