Married To A Pop Star

Chapter 2: Is He Mine?

"Don't worry. I won't let anyone hurt you anymore. I promise, Lucy." He gently kisses my forehead and squeezes me in his arms, making me feel safer than I ever have.

I don't want to remember what happened before I ended up in the hospital. Still, I'm sure it'll come back to me eventually, which I fear.

Over the next few nights, I have nightmares about what happened. I was trapped between three guys. I toss and turn in my sleep. I cry awake in the middle of the night and cry to sleep the next. I only get small parts back when I sleep. They all seem out of order, but then again, I don't exactly know what happened.

*****

"Lucy Sykes..." A deep voice says, and I can smell the alcohol radiating off him. It can't be Nathan because his voice doesn't sound that deep.

"Y-yes." I look up at the guy.

The next night I see another horrific part of the sexual assault in my nightmares.

They drag me into an old house, strip me down, then drop me down on the mattress in the middle of the empty room. It's really dark, and I can't see their faces.

I cry out in pain and try kicking him, but someone holds my feet down. The guy not doing anything holds my hands down as the one on top keeps thrusting hard. When he's done, he throws my clothes and makes me get dressed. One of them pulls me up and kisses me while the other guy feels me up.

I hear sirens getting closer to the house. "-shit." One guy jumps from where he's sitting, and the other two do the same and run out of the house as fast as they can. I can hear the police pull up, then I hear shouting, and shots go off. As they carry me out, I see three bodies.

*****

They raped me. All of those guys did. They took turns with me, hit me, and groped my body all over. I felt so gross and so violated. I wanted to die. I cry into my pillow all night until morning finally comes. I open my eyes to see I'm cuddled up to Nathan. He's still sleeping, and he doesn't seem to mind. I feel nauseous, so I jump from bed, run to the bathroom, and throw up.

Oh no. I can't be. I don't want to be... The guys who raped me are dead. I don't know what to do now. What am I supposed to tell Nathan?

"Lucy, what's the matter?" Nathan sits up in bed and rubs his eyes, but I give him a horrified look and shake my head. He jumps up immediately and runs over. He throws his arms around me and hugs me tight, and I cry into his shoulder and hug him even closer.

"I don't want to be pregnant. I don't want this baby, Nathan. What am I supposed to do?"

"You don't know yet. Listen. I'll get a test for you. Okay? I'll be right back." I nod, then plop down by the toilet again. I can't help but think about if I was pregnant or not. If I were, I wouldn't know what to do. I'm beyond scared right now.

I look at my arms and see I'm shaking almost uncontrollably. Nathan opens the front door, walks upstairs to our bedroom, and hands me the pregnancy test, and I take it from him without hesitation. "No matter what it says...I'm not leaving you to deal with this alone, Lucy."

I take a deep breath, walk into the bathroom then shut the door behind me. I do what the test says to do, then wait for what seems like forever. Finally, the results show up. I throw the test in the trash bin and open the door, looking up at Nathan.

"It's negative." I smile weakly and slowly walk over to him. He hugs me tight and rubs my back to comfort me.

I'm sure it's a false negative, but I'll take another in a few days to see if it is. I don't know what I'll do if I'm pregnant. I don't want to have a rapist's baby, but I don't want to hurt an innocent child that never did anything to me. Maybe I'll give it up for adoption.